Ken stares at the Warp Band he'd picked up only to have a way of communicating to the city whenever he wanted to find an unknowing victim. He'd known Union used these for something along those lines, but they were - rewarded for it? By a god? That's impossible. Gods don't exist. No such thing.
Unless.
"Gods," he croaks, trying to sit up - except his Wurmple and Caterpie have decided to come check on him too, so not only does he end up back on the ground, he ends up making a "whuff" sound (this is quite the substantially-sized Wurmple.) "You're...gods?"
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Ken stares at the Warp Band he'd picked up only to have a way of communicating to the city whenever he wanted to find an unknowing victim. He'd known Union used these for something along those lines, but they were - rewarded for it? By a god? That's impossible. Gods don't exist. No such thing.
Unless.
"Gods," he croaks, trying to sit up - except his Wurmple and Caterpie have decided to come check on him too, so not only does he end up back on the ground, he ends up making a "whuff" sound (this is quite the substantially-sized Wurmple.) "You're...gods?"