Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28920015-20180127172309/@comment-27344811-20180127224302

He is blinded, yes, and Arceus is hit, but there is no flinch. Hurts, yes, but through sheer will there is no flinch.

And casually strolls around Zarita.

''If you must know, he wanted the Judgement he has gotten. But do not fret, my dear. Death is temporary. Your friend will return, and he will reign in a fiery blaze.''

He turns back to EXE and his loyal minion. Now I must finish this, for the sake of the ones who inhabit the Omniverse.

As the large Judgement sails down, Giratina.EXE takes a look around him. Their Troops were being slaughtered, and Lord Imperious Delirious has abandoned them with his Destructons.

Giratina looks back at the Judgement. Looks like a good time to leave. His streamers merge together to form wings similar to the ones from his Altered Form and wraps up into a large orb, EXE inside. As the Judgement sears his wings, they teleport away...

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Into what you could consider a reborn Distortion World. The landscape is nonexistent, simply being a large plane of purple gass.

However, the orb has appeared in the center of it all- what we will call the Gray Zone of this Distortion Realm.

The reason the Gray Zone is empty is because it needs to be filled.

Giratina wills floating platforms of rock, pillars of water, trees that grow and quickly die. These outcrops move out into the purple Distorted Zone.

Giratina next wills a large, spire-like castle, made out of the blackest rocks in existence. While the entirior is yet to be decorated, he has included, of course, a throne, with spikes jutting from the back, golden rims for the red velvet, and, all round, spikes to put heads on.