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Meta Knight has learned a lot of things through his adventures. Learning is a constant; no knight is ever perfect, and a warrior who stops learning is as good as dead. So he observes as he fights, and carry his lessons with him. One of the most important lessons is to never assume an enemy is dead unless one sees the body. He orders the Halberd to go after the Dream Star. He can feel his ship creaking as it moves through space. It’s warried after battle. But it follows his commands and flies back to the battleground. There are still remnants of the explosion that happened mere minutes ago. The emptiness has become a sea of shrapnel.

Shulk is alone when Zanza makes his offer. “Become one of my disciples,” Zanza says. The helmet that he wears prevents Shulk from looking into his eyes. Shulk imagines that they are triumphant and gloating. He wonders if Zanza is like this because he is a god, or if it’s because every single living being in the world is dead save for the four surrounding him. Shulk tries not to look at the Trinity, who are surrounding the god. Dickson has a taunting grin on his face. It is the same smile that he used to give Shulk when he was little. A younger Shulk had loved those smiles, because it meant that he did something clever. Now

October 15, 2:16 PM Remains of Gotham Dear Cassandra, I wish that this letter could be without these final instructions. But I am afraid. There are moments, even now, where I doubt myself and what I am about to do. I do honestly believe that I would have made these same exact choices had I survived that night. I would not have allowed the Justice League to get away with killing my family. But I am certain that part of this rage is not my own. I fear that the soul fragments have affected us more than we thought. As of this moment, the soul fragments are keeping us alive and giving us our powers. Gotham had said herself that she believes t

"Fabricated World" flashed once, and Garry closed his eyes out of instinct. When he opened them again the frame was gone. "Ib, look! The frame…!" he said. "Now may be our chance!" He wanted to jump. He wanted to run and become a part of the world on the other side of the canvas. Above all, he wanted to go beyond this world and protect the girl who was clutching his hand. But there was another obligation that he had to fulfill. "Here, let’s get you up there safely." He leaned over and picked Ib up. The girl let out a startled cry. "We can’t have you tripping-" "Ib?" Ib’s head quickly turned to the sound of the voice. G

October 10, 12:00 PM Metropolis Dryad had taught Kon Metropolis’s history years ago. The former Robin’s words were bitter, yet filled with wonder and awe. The clone learned of dazzling new economies, sunlight, and hope. Even before Superman’s arrival, Metropolis was brilliant. It was such a stark contrast to Gotham. Kon swung his fist, cracking the concrete structure of the building. Confusion and breakage surrounded him on all sides. It reminded him of his own escape from Cadmus labs. But things weren’t in his favor that night. Behind the chaos, the scientists were ready to strike him down. (these people are defen