[Arceus prances in place, careful to avoid hitting the ceiling again, because wow oh boy it's never seen this thing before!]
Hello! You're like my bloom chil...
[What seeps into the room isn't a weight, no, it's a feeling. A quickened pace of the heart that nothing's as it was left. Everything's pulling away, twist, fraying, rending. Miles apart, strewn, nothing whole and the pieces act as one, snowy winds in deserts--
Arceus falls through the door. Or, more correctly, is pulled in, and the pressure vanishes with it. Goodbye, Blake. God has left you.]
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Hello! You're like my bloom chil...
[What seeps into the room isn't a weight, no, it's a feeling. A quickened pace of the heart that nothing's as it was left. Everything's pulling away, twist, fraying, rending. Miles apart, strewn, nothing whole and the pieces act as one, snowy winds in deserts--
Arceus falls through the door. Or, more correctly, is pulled in, and the pressure vanishes with it. Goodbye, Blake. God has left you.]