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Azure Realm, by DragonMasterX.

Gods. The very definition of supernatural power. Beings of incredible power inextricably bound to those immensely lesser than themselves. The very few empowered by those vastly outnumbering them.

Prayer and worship. The one true dynamism between the immortal and mortal. Fruit sweeter than ambrosia which, when consumed, fueled a God's awesome abilities and resulted in boons for those that believed. Mortals' believed in Gods according to their needs, and Gods facilitated life for them in return for stronger belief. A never-ending cycle of bilateral dependence.

With the ever increasing number of Gods across the cosmos, worship became harder to come by for the beings addicted to it. An economy where the ever growing demand could never be met by jealously guarded supply could only end in in-fighting.

Wars would inevitably break out, the rage of conflict laying waste to all, God and mortal alike. Those with the greatest power rose above, becoming avatars of chaos and threatening to consume everything with insatiable gluttony. Chaos had already swallowed worlds, galaxies, entire universes until nothing was left where there was once so much.

But not every universe was the same. In an infinite sea of possibility existed those who found alternative ways to coexist. To share. To grow together.

And those now shone brighter than ever.

The age of regional pantheons had come to an end in the Pokémon universe. All had been unified.

Although implacable in her desire to rule and oversee, Arcana the Arceus had always made it a point to never resort to violence to realize her goals. If her imposing divinity was not sufficient to charm the hearts of other Gods, she was more than happy to meet their demands in order to gain their fealty. Sooner or later they had all acquiesced into the fold.

It had been one of the biggest challenges of her immortal life, but Arcana had managed to convince the one remaining dissident to join her new world order. No God had ever tested her mettle like Mars the Mew, however.

The goddess had taken every single member of his pantheon who ended acknowledging her as their new ruler. Resenting Arcana' boisterous nature and envying her personal magnetism, Mars would never accept her; they were too different. His demand was for Arcana to show him her worthiness and never one to shy away from challenges, she accepted.

What had started out as a show off between two deities escalated to a world-wide event every mortal came to enjoy at once. Thanks to their constant vigilance never detracting from the well-being of the mortals worshipping them, nobody got hurt. Bathed in their adoration, Mars and Arcana swelled both in power and size until their figures eclipsed it all.

Mars had never been one to flaunt his great power, preferring to remain hidden from view but one visit by the bodacious Arceus had managed to change his whole purview. He came to realize that he was no longer angry at Arcana and that their growth-off was the most fun he'd had in centuries. Alas, the goddess had proved herself to be too much for the Mew, and finally Arcana had outgrown her rival.

The sting in Mars' pride would last very little, for he had come to enjoy company unlike any other.

It had been a long while since Arcana and Mars' competition had finished. But their fun and games had yet to conclude. Far too big to be properly seen from their home planet, the adoration from the two Gods' innumerable worshippers was simply not enough anymore for them to continue experiencing explosive spurts. So instead they were growing at a reduced pace now, drawing from their own powers as they filled out their universe.

Entire galaxies swirled about Arcana's curvaceous form, orbiting her clinched waist like dusty satellites. She was the largest. Coming in a perpetual second was Mars, a contrastingly cuddly looking creature when compared to the curvy and anthropomorphic Arceus. He was only a cosmic smidge bigger than his friend's head.

Floating around Arcana's shoulders, the Mew rested his head back on his little arms. "We must be unimaginably big to everyone back in our world, Arcana," Mars remarked as he lazily swam on his back. "Even if they tried, none among your pantheon would be able to catch up to us even if we allowed a million years to pass, mm?"

"We gave our world quite the show before we outgrew it, didn't we?" Arcana reminisced while crossing her legs and resting her hands atop her spread knees. "An entire planet's worth of worship made us this large. And yet it's now barely accounting for any additional light-year of size I try to add. It's getting harder and harder to grow any bigger. Do you think we're reaching our limits? Do _we_have limits?"

Mars glanced down at Arcana. Unexpectedly deep questions, the pondering of which became extremely hard with how distracting the goddess' figure was. The way her arms were pushing her dark gray breasts together, mammary flesh seemed to spill over her extremities. With every breath the curvy Arceus took, those head-dwarfing orbs appeared to jiggle. "It's amusing you should be the one to ask about limits. At least you've finally decided to rein those ridiculous pillows back. I remember them being almost half as large as your whole being not too long ago."

Arcana's red eyes narrowed. She let out an indignant huff. "Well, excuse me. When my power swells, so do my girls. I've had time to adjust. It was hard to keep them in check when you were pushing me to grow so much so fast..." her masked face seemed to contort; the way her eyelids closed halfway from below indicated a smirk: "...And I remember someone enjoying my 'pillows' softness for his catnaps."

Mars' pink cheeks began to redden. He immediately brought a stubby little paw around to fake a dignified couch. "I simply think you look better when I can see _all_of you. Not just..." he paused, realizing far too late Arcana had caught him staring straight at her cleavage. He took a gulp with a nervous smile, "...them."

"Figures I'm stuck with the perverted old man in denial," Arcana giggled. "It's even worse with how adorably cuddly you look."

"My cuddliness is only due to my extravagant fur!" Mars argued, rubbing his fluffy pink tummy for emphasis.

Before the deities could continue on bickering however, something made the two take a sudden pause. Both Arcana and Mars' eyes widened and they snapped to attention together. Suddenly they were glancing in every direction on the otherwise empty universe.

"Did you hear that?" Mars asked, looking to Arcana for confirmation. She gave him a quiet nod.

"Is someone else here with us, after all?" Arcana asked aloud, rubbing under her chin. Stretching her legs and joining her hands together, the Arceus began to focus on her cosmic spatial senses. Mars hurried to join her, linking their powers together.

"Strange..." Mars said, "We're still growing at the same pace as before. As the boundaries of our universe approaches, I continue to hear noise. Like static. But it's coming from beyond the cosmic boundary. Do you also sense it, Arcana?"

"I do," the goddess replied, "But I'm also picking out something else among all of that noise. It's a voice, it's..." Arcana fell silent as an echo reverberated all around the two Gods.

"Hello?" the voice belonged to a female. It was carried with a soft pitch yet with such weight it made both Mars and Arcana vibrate from within; shaken to their very cores. "Ah! Have I finally gotten through? Please hold on. This will only take a moment..."

"Someone from beyond our universe?" the confused Mars exclaimed.

"Hold on?" Arcana repeated with the same insecurity, "What will only take a...?" before she could finish her question, Arcana saw Mars starting to take on a golden shine.

"Arcana!" Mars shouted, pointing at her, seemingly unaware of his own change. "Your body is glowing. I have never seen your aura take upon that color..."

Looking down at her hands, Arcana confirmed the same golden shine was starting to outline her vast surface as well, pulsing out with flares similar to solar prominences. She felt very warm and tingly all of a sudden.

The age of the new Gods was coming to an end in the Pokémon universe. The Alpha had resurged.

Myriad of deities had risen to take the place of legends. As with everything else in creation, Arceus had come to accept the old had to fade in order to give room for the new to grow. He had once set himself on the path of oblivion, and he would have disappeared had it not been for one of his most devout of followers.

Yvall, one of the new Gods, now known as all as the God of Worship. The anthropomorphic, angelical Mega Absol had spent several mortal lifetimes in search of his all-powerful Master. Although Arceus had done everything in his power to remain hidden, Yvall's stubbornness had not only persevered, but managed to convince the kirin deity to embrace his divinity once more.

Sincere worship from a God to another was many, many levels above that of a mere mortal. Yvall and Arceus as well as everybody in their home planet learned just how potent it was when Arceus did not stop growing more and more powerful from his wonderful follower's fervent admiration, both verbal and physical.

Not only had Arceus managed to regain his stature of old, but his size had simply continued to surge, overtaking it all. And yet with all of his experience, his expanded conscious reached all around to prevent any lasting damages or loss of life. Even if disaster struck because of his rapidly ascending form, his powers would ensure it was all restored in but an instant.

With Yvall supporting his master and Arceus back at his rightful place looming over his own creations, one was left wondering: What about those creations? Arceus had decided to oversee the new Gods, but decided he would not be fair in allowing the old legends to vanish without a choice. That was why he repurposed his children, allowing them the chance to be reborn in different forms; to pursue different lives of their very own design, not his.

And yet the children closest to Arceus could not last many centuries without wondering about their progenitor. The Alpha's son Dialga and daughters Palkia and Giratina were different people now, but without reason to fight they inevitably came to long for companionship and family. Living together as siblings was only enough for a few scarce centuries. And sadness born of estrangement was something Yvall could empathize with.

Although reluctant at first, Arceus acceded to his follower's plan. Yvall gave up the power Arceus had poured unto him to allow him to remain at his side so that he instead could resize himself and arrive where his master's children were. And once Yvall showed the legendary creation trio just how good of a worshipper he was, all three dragons ascended. Together with Yvall they grew and grew until their home planet was but a dwindling pebble sinking deeply in a sea of stars.

And soon, the siblings had all grown into their awaiting father's arms for the first group embrace in what seemed to have been an eternity.

A family, restored.

After they were done relishing physical closeness, Arceus' bulky arms were finally ready to release his favored scions.

Dialga and Palkia, the ones who had been clinging to their father's arms, separated first. Done with their overjoyed cry, the dragon of time and the dragoness of space could take a moment to behold the Alpha's great expanse. Mortal mathematics failed to truly describe his geometry.

Herculean and masculine beyond compare, the pristine white and dark gray deity stood as the largest in all of His creation. Giratina, as usual was the largest among his children, approximately a head shorter than her father. Dialga and Palkia were at pectoral level if standing parallel to Arceus.

Emulating his progenitor, Dialga's physique left little to be desired. Cobalt scales bulged with tight taut muscles which had become further empowered by divine worship. Palkia was an athletic dragoness, her amazonian build smaller in comparison to her brother's bulky appearance. One could appreciate both her pectoral mass alongside large beautiful breasts as well as powerful abs and a large, rotund posterior fit for a lilac scaled goddess. Giratina was the one with the least bulk of the three siblings: The body of the dragoness of shadow following a top and bottom heavy figure with a clinched waist resembling an exaggerated hourglass shape. If Palkia as the younger sister represented both power and beauty rolled up in one, then Giratina simply radiated with femininity and motherliness.

"Father is truly magnificent..." Dialga breathed out, "It occurs to me my eloquence failed me all those times I made the attempt to describe him in my works."

Palkia rubbed under her eyes. She had been drying her tears against her father's biceps, yet she could still feel emotion washing her over. After all, she had convinced herself she would never see her father again. "So freaking big he might just take up all of the available space in creation. He's so cool."

"Palkia, dear child," Arceus' deep baritone resonated across the cosmos. His right arm stretched out in an open-handed, kind gesture. "You honor me. I truly regret the emotional distress I have caused you all when I left."

Palkia observed her father's welcoming arm. She brushed her bangs away and averted her gaze with a bashful smile. She wanted to go back to feeling safe in the Alpha's arm, but instead she said: "I'm okay now. I'll punch you some other day for that. It'd only ruin the moment for big sister, now..."

Giratina was the only one who had yet to separate from Arceus. Her arms were still hooked over his broad shoulders and under his left arm, her face hidden in his massive pecs as she continued to sob even now. Beautiful, hip-length strands of platinum-blonde hair billowed behind the long legged dragoness.

"Who would have guessed sister dearest was such a weeper...?" Dialga quipped with a wry smile, immediately getting a jab to the joint between his arm and shoulders. "Oww!"

"Now you have that in common with her," Palkia opened and closed her fist. She rested her knuckles at her hips and looked beyond her growling brother at the black expanse surrounding them. "Anyway, this is incredible. Even with my weakened powers I'd always been able to sense Creation's boundary, and yet now that we're all this big I am left wondering if this is it. Father, is this truly the ends of space as we know it?"

Arceus nodded, his left arm coddling his eldest child to pacify her. "Galaxies are beneath our feet, arranged in such a way they are never in any danger from us. As the rulers of the cosmos, I aim for our family to organize and protect everything within Creation."

"What about the other Gods, father?" Dialga questioned, rubbing at his sore shoulder.

"They too are beneath us, and thus deserve our consideration. New, old; it matters not," Arceus said. "I wish for everybody to receive our blessing and protection so that be it God or mortal; they may live fulfilling lives of their designs so long as they do not bring a threat to our divine balance."

"That _is_ambitious," Dialga folded his arms, staring up at his almighty father. "I realize why you wish for us all to assist you. Thanks to your dear apostle we... hmm." The cobalt dragon fell off his sentence's track, as if lost in thought. "It seems as though I've lost Yvall."

"Actually, yeah," Palkia joined in, starting to look all around them. "Where _is_the little twerp? I haven't seen him since the group hug. You don't think he left to give us space, do you?" she turned to Dialga who could only offer a small shrug. When his red eyes snapped to attention at their father though, Palkia could only turn around fast and follow her brother's gaze up.

With a gentle shove, Giratina was finally pushing herself away from Arceus. As she turned to face her siblings, the golden-gilded dragoness returned the same surprised gaze she was getting from them. "Oh dear, sorry if I got too emotional. Is something wrong?" she softly asked, wiping the last few tears off her masked face. What Giratina had failed to notice was sticking right between her immense, red and smooth scaled breasts.

Less than a fourth of their Dialga and Palkia's size was the forgotten Yvall. The buff Mega Absol had been until now caught between Arceus' abs and Giratina's chests; his lower body snagged in the cleft between those mountainous draconic mammaries. The angelic being's eyes were spinning, his cheeks flushed with color. All in all, suffocation didn't seem to have bothered him one bit.

"Oh my. Poor cutie," Giratina said, carefully reaching down to delicately remove Yvall from her grand canyon of cleavage. "Are you going to be okay, young Yvall?"

"I think so, Lady Giratina..." Yvall panted out, looking quite exhausted about having been at the center of that god-like group hug earlier. He was eventually purring in the grip of one of his mistresses as she lovingly stroked his head. "You are so soft and lovely, milady..." he complimented with slowly-closing eyes.

Arceus and Dialga seemed to be silently contemplating the scene while the jealous Palkia looked on, her free hand balling into a fist.

"Forgive me for taking my time, everyone," Giratina addressed everybody while holding Yvall like a pet cat in her hands. "I'm ready to contribute to father's plan now."

"...as I was saying," Dialga floated ahead of Palkia who was glaring at the placid Yvall, "It's thanks to Yvall that we all know how strong Godly worship is to us. Perhaps we can use this to our advantage and..."

"Wait." Palkia suddenly interrupted, raising both of her hands warily.

"What is it, dear sister?" Giratina shook her head at the pause, curiously leaning in. "Do you feel ill?"

"It's not that," Palkia's red eyes narrowed down. Dialga was soon joining her in tensing up and looking all around for something they could not see. "You feel it too, Dialga?"

"I do. Father..." Dialga turned to address Arceus who already was focusing his vision upwards alongside Giratina.

"I too feel it, children." The Alpha remarked. Even Yvall seemed to have snapped out of his stupor, and his eyes began to widen when the whole universe around them started to tremble with an unknown voice cutting through.

"I can only sense you right now..." the voice reverberated with soft femininity yet incalculable weight, "You are far too small. Please allow me to remediate that!"

Before they knew it, the biggest Gods in the universe started to gain a golden glow around their heavenly forms.

Arcana and Mars watched each other in disbelief as their bodies began to expand anew. Only this time it was not conscious effort, but an overwhelming influx of power coming from somewhere else. It certainly was no effort from their respective worshippers back on their planet; they were far too large to continue benefiting from them, let alone the sheer volume of energy running rampant through every macroscopic fiber of their elevated beings.

"Nnnghh... are we growing again?" Mars instinctively shut his eyes as he felt his body tingle all over. He could barely keep one eye open to look at Arcana.

The goddess didn't seem to be faring any better in terms keeping her cool. Delighted moans left masked lips as she trembled with anticipation, staring at her open hands, "This golden glow. It's unlike anything I've ever felt before, Mars. It's not mortal worship, it doesn't even feel god-like in nature at first, it's..."

"...something beyond!" Mars finished for Arcana, his body starting to tremble and vibrate all over.

The feeling was like a raging inner fire that didn't burn. Pure white-hot flames that warmed the soul and resulted in that golden visible aura that continued to swell with them. The sensation built inside of them. It built and built and built at their very center before exploding outwards, reaching from their gut to the very tip of their ears, of their fingertips, of their toes and tail tips; energizing them beyond even their wildest godly dreams.

And when their physical forms became unable to contain the unreasonable inpour of raw divine power, they naturally increased in size. Fast. They aggressively surged. So fast in fact that at the rate their bodies took up additional space they inevitably closed the distance between each other with Mars crashing against Arcana's back.

"Oof!" Mars grunted, using his little paws to gently peel himself against Arcana, but he quickly found it was barely possible to lift himself off her. "What was that growth spurt? I can't separate from you!"

"Mars...!" Arcana glanced back at the Mew, but her own grunts of pleasure interrupted her. She could feel herself being magnified against her will. "Whoever is out there is the one responsible for this weird aura. They're making us grow out of control!"

"It's not that I can't separate from you," Mars realized, reluctantly purring as pleasant warmth washed him over. With his form expanding against Arcana's at the same rate it was difficult to gauge distance any longer, "It's that we're both growing so fast we're running out of room in the universe!" he gasped, "Arcana, the galaxies...!"

Arcana could only stammer through her moans, "Oh-on it...!" she brought a shaking hand up, willing innumerable galaxies far too tiny for the two giant Gods to physically distinguish move out of the way. "Mars, we're growing too big too fast! At this rate my body will crush it all! Ohhhh...!"

"Mnnghh..." the Mew grunted. He couldn't separate from Arcana throughout their continuous surging. Glancing back, he could sense a boundary fast approaching. "In no time at all we'll outpace the expansion of the universe. We're going to fill it all up!" Mars flipped himself around on Arcana's back, starting to crawl down towards her waist as if he was a mortal climbing on the side of a launching space rocket. The pressure was as immense as they were. "I'm smaller than you," Mars told Arcana, and although his eyes were no longer capable of visualizing the galaxies once large enough to be satellites to Arcana, he could still sense them close to her bulging hips, "Let me try...!"

Shivering from bliss, Arcana released her mental control, letting Mars take the reins. But no sooner than she did that, the Arceus felt something hit her on the head. Looking up, she felt her alabaster horns brushing against some sort of stretchy material. Something resembling a rubbery ceiling, like the top side of an inflated balloon. "Mars, hurry up!" Arcana panted out, cheeks flushing with color. She should be enjoying herself at the very prospect of being the first goddess to test the limits of creation with her own body, but she couldn't rest easy when her entire pantheon back home; when everybody was in danger of being destroyed by her. "I'm getting too big for the universe! I can barely hold it back...!"

"I can feel it too. A big one's coming...! I'm on it!" Mars yelled, but it was easier said than done. They were both growing at the same rate, but Mars was only a tenth of Arcana's size. Traversing her body was like scaling a mountain on the reverse. Soon enough however, he was where he needed to be and used telekinetic power to gather every last speck of cosmic life in the universe into one protective bubble that was like a marble to him. "There!" he said, allowing Arcana to sigh in relief.

"Hang on...!" the kirin goddess shut her eyes closed. At that moment, when she truly let go of her worries, Arcana could feel herself growing larger than ever before. With a loud moan of bliss, her surging curves hit the end of the universe.

The limit was denoted by a boundary initially invisible to those infinitely far away from it. A blue outline. The bigger golden Arcana became, the more that blue outline encroached upon her. She could now feel that rubbery fabric around the rest of her head, her face, her neck, her shoulders, arms, breasts, waist, hips, legs, feet. The balloon was starting to deflate around her as she consumed the space within. Soon enough, the universe could barely hold on. Its final attempt to contain Arcana was to wrap itself around her body like some sort of film.

"Nnghhh... so big...!" Arcana moaned. "Muh-Mars...! Aah-are you alright?!" she stuttered. He was her only worry now. Arcana could feel the Mew somewhere on her and she could sense him growing alongside her, but he was still only a fraction of her size! She was worried she might crush him against the universal boundary. Opening her eyes in an attempt to use her vision, Arcana realized all she could see was nothing now. There was nothing to see because the universe itself had covered her eyes like a blindfold.

"I'm fine!" Mars' voice came from down below. "So is everything else. It's taking all of my concentration, and trust me with how good this feels it's more than I'm used to, but I got everything tucked away!" the pink cat shouted, clinging to the part of Arcana he had managed to climb onto. He could feel the pressure of the universal boundary pushing against her, which inevitably brought pressure to him as well. "Arcana, there's no going back. We have to outgrow the universe! Or else it'll crush us!"

"I know! It's just..." Arcana tensed her muscles, "...this inexorable growth. It feels so good, but I've never had control taken away from me!" Her entire form was throbbing as she fought to wrest control of her own body. As she pulsed, so did the universe wrapped around her; it was like an inflating balloon growing inside of another one. One had to crush the other to continue.

"You're not alone!" Mars yelled. He had decided to climb Arcana again, only this time heading up. "We'll do it together, then it won't be your fault alone!" he assured her, and as he did his golden aura started shining ever brighter. It shone so bright that the blue outline of the universe was overtaken. The mew rapidly began catching up to Arcana. He climbed to being an eighth of her size. Then a sixth. A third. Half. The universal boundary had to adjust its form to include the shape of a cat standing at the voluminous chest of the female it was training to cover.

Soon, Arcana could feel Mars on her chest. Her once bound arms moved against the pressure of the membrane coating her and she managed to catch her fellow God in her arms.

"Just breathe!" Mars said, "I'll do it with you!" the Mew hugged Arcana tightly.

Arcana finally exhaled. And when she did, the universe could finally no longer contain them. The blue outline covering Arcana and Mars began to turn white before it started getting riddled with fissuring tears. As if they had been outgrowing an unearthly tight bodysuit, the golden light of their swelling aura began to pour out from the busting seams.

Soon, bits and pieces of what used to contain galaxies brimming with life started to fall off Arcana and Mars like the shed skin of a Seviper, scattering away into infinity.

And they breathed. But they couldn't relax for long. Not when they realized they had stepped into previously unknown territory. Once their eyes were open again, they spared each other a poignant yet ephemeral stare before noticing their eerie surroundings.

"Where are we now? Is this the beyond...?" Mars asked. But even with his feline curiosity piqued, his paws weren't letting go of Arcana. He could still feel her arms tightly holding him against her chest.

"I'm feeling much freer, like before the universe started wrapping itself around us," Arcana remarked, finding that without the constraint she could simply carry herself around across space with levitation, unimpeded. "So this is what awaits us after the universe...?"

The contrast was immediately perceivable. Instead of a black void, white as far as they eye could see painted reality itself. Although it felt similar to the vastness of outer space, both Arcana and Mars could sense something was off about this new plane of existence.

Mars could make out some objects among the endless white. "Are those spheres...?" They were surrounding them from every direction, all of them opaque and blue; like gigantic azure pearls swimming in a milky ocean.

"You don't suppose they are...?" Arcana's question came to be interrupted by a familiar, all-encompassing voice.

"You're almost here! Sorry about the roughness. Please enjoy the rest of your trip!"

"What?" Arcana gasped, "Where are you?!" she demanded, but the voice didn't seem interested in replying. "Answer me!" she glared up, down, at the pearls; she was starting to grow impatient. "_Who_are you?!"

Instead of answers however, Arcana felt a rush of that tingling sensation once again. That oh so magic feeling that her body was about to push out and grow again. Despite her frustration, the curvy kirin goddess could only relinquish control of her body as she was awash with pleasure once more. The giant pearls around them began to shrink. First to the size of Mars, then her gigantic breasts, then to the size of their hands.

But before the pearls became smaller than marbles and winked out of size, Mars, who could barely keep his wits about himself thanks to his own renewed growth spurt, noticed something. Out of the innumerable spheres, his eyes happened unto one that had distinguished itself from all others. Unlike the others, it was transparent but more importantly: it held something within.

It was a Mew. The Pokémon was asleep, curled up in the fetal position, its long thin tail wrapped around it. Mars had only but a waning second with that harrowing image before he was taken over by the bliss of growth. "What... could that mean...?" the feline God asked himself with a pant, holding himself tightly against Arcana.

Arcana and Mars grew and grew. And before they knew it, something else came into view. A blinding blue flash. This time, no barrier awaited them. Sapphire light engulfed them both.

A sudden rush of power overtook the family of Gods and their personal worshipper. Being the biggest of them all, Arceus shone the most with his bright new golden aura. "What remarkable magic..." the kirin mouthed off with a gasp of delight. Soon, he could feel his body powerfully rumbling before he started to enlarge.

Giratina's eyes fixated on her father's almighty form advancing towards her as it climbed to ever greater heights, but she was approaching him as well. "Oh my...!" the shadow dragoness could feel the influx of power as well. She had to twirl to avoid mashing her immense breasts against Arceus; her own body quickly catching up while growing. "Yvall dear," she looked down at the Mega Absol in her palms, "You're not the one responsible for this, are you now?"

Yvall could only purr. Being the smallest among them meant the golden aura's infusion was hitting him the hardest, and thus his growth spurt was that much more intense. He was soon filling out Giratina's hands and growing against her arms and chest, able to feel her softness once more. "Mmm... I have no idea what's happening, milady. Is this not the Master's doing...?" he panted his question out, overwhelmed by the pleasure of being held against the lovely goddess of shadow's plush front while at the same growing bigger.

"Ugh...! Wuh-watch where you're growing, dork!" Palkia yelled at Dialga, shoving him away after having crashed into him so hard.

"I can assure you, dear sister," the buff cobalt dragon fumed, though the white smoke coming out of his nostrils was due to how the sudden growth had flustered him, "I am not trying to invade your personal space. I have no better control of this than I did when young Y-Yvall..." he stammered before doubling over with a groan.

"Hey!" Palkia intercepted, "Are you alright?" she reached the intensely glowing Dialga, widening her eyes when her brother suddenly arched back and his aura burst with white-hot sparkling flames. All of a sudden, Dialga was shooting in every direction, exploding with rapidly swelling bulk. "Oh crud...!" Palkia could only brace as she saw her growing brother's torso lurch in her direction, giving her no reaction time to avoid crashing into his rigid wall of abdominal muscle.

"Ohhhhh by all that's divine...!" Dialga moaned out. Every muscle fiber in his being creaked as he swelled. Fingers furled and unfurled, twitching as if he had been shocked by an almighty Thunder attack. "Getting so big...!" the dragon roared, the metal plating of on the side of his cheeks hiding an ever-brightening blush.

"Oh my!" Giratina, who was by now holding the enlarged Yvall in her arms like a toddler, could only float away as her young sibling's immense growth spurt made him absolutely loom over them all. He was already become so large he was already three times larger than she was. Before she could consult with Arceus however, Giratina realized she was staring not at her Father's face, but his bulging, head-dwarfing pectoral muscles. "Oh my my...!" the gothic dragoness gasped.

"Mnnghh..." Arceus was just as flabbergasted as the rest. "This feels so different to your empowering worship, Yvall..." the kirin God rumbled in pleasure as he continued to stretch taller and taller, "...yet it's not at all dissimilar! Do you feel it too, my friend?"

Yvall couldn't quit squirming in Giratina's grasp. The tingling sensation wreaking havoc with his senses had overwhelmed him into mewling like an animal, purring and stretching his limbs, clawing harmlessly at his lady's chest. It was as if all that power currently filling him up wished to burst out and yet like with everybody else, it was held back by his physical vessel, assimilated into more and more mass. His feral mannerisms mimicked that wish to escape from Giratina's protective yet suffocating grasp; his instincts were telling him to be free so that he could have room to grow. Soon, however, his struggles ceased as his size quickly became far too large for even Giratina to hold him back.

The shadow dragoness was surprised when Yvall not only caught up to her size, but began to exceed her. That once relatively tiny Mega Absol was becoming just as outlandishly big as her brother and father, threatening to smother her with his fluffy chest and abs. Before she was shoved aside by Yvall's bulk however, his bulky arms managed to scoop Giratina up, cradling her up in powerful, bulging limbs. Giratina could hardly hide her blush as her family's worshipper surged with power so great that she was now looking less than the mistress and more like a pet to him.

"Haaaaah..." Yvall could only pant as the surge of power finally calmed down, "Yuh-yes, Master..." the Mega Absol glanced up at Arceus, finally addressing him. "I'm swelling with divine power, yet I'm receiving no worship from mortal or God, as far as I know. As God of Worship, I'm aware of the type of connection and funnel necessary. This is different, almost like an invisible shower coming from above us..." he took a pause to glance at the black infinity above them only to widen his eyes in shock and glancing down, reminding himself about his passenger. "Lady Giratina! Mistress, are you well? I didn't mind to overstep..." he nervously smiled at the dragoness in his hold, blushing in embarrassment.

"Oh, I'm perfectly fine, Yvall, sweetie! But my, you are truly enjoying this as much as the rest of us, aren't you?" Giratina covered her masked face with the back of her hand as she giggled in a ladylike manner.

It wasn't long before Yvall, Arceus and Dialga started filling up all the space around them, soon coming closer and closer as they approached the limits of their universe. Masculine muscles piled together as the incredibly enlarged trio crashed onto one another.

"We might soon find out where 'above' it's coming from, Yvall," Arceus muttered, doing all he could not to devolve into a moaning mess as his alabaster skin stretched with swelling sinew. His gaze was now focused where he could see a bright blue light. "I suspect our patron wishes to see us with great haste."

"Bwah! What's with you growing so much bigger than I?!" Palkia gasped out as she emerged from the cleft between Dialga's pectorals, caught in them like the comparative doll-sized deity she had become. Although humiliated, she immediately hooked in to the conversation at hand: "Suh-someone beyond creation?! That's nonsense. How can someone exist out there? At this size my spatial powers should be fully restored; I would be able to sense them!"

"Nuh-no, sister..." Dialga glanced down, trembling with anticipation. "Even with my temporal awareness fully restored, I cannot peer into a future that involves anybody but us five," he took a deep breath before continuing: "We're talking about someone beyond the scope of time and space in all of creation. Someone who is even beyond Father, it seems..."

"Beyond creation, beyond Father...?" Palkia repeated in disbelief, feeling a shiver bolting up her spine as she carefully measured her own words. "Who or what could it be...?"

"We might not have to wait long to learn, dear daughter!" Arceus grunted as he felt his head, back and shoulders finally meet what was originally invisible resistance. A blue outline started covering him, following with Dialga and Yvall. The three males were starting to get pressed together as they grew into each other and against the boundary holding them within their universe. "Children, Yvall, you must focus..." he breathed out calmly.

"We must preserve the rest of creation even as we outgrow it!" Yvall agreed, though he was trembling the hardest. He wasn't used to being infused with this much power like the other Gods. Dialga, Palkia and Giratina did their best to locate and enshroud each and every microscopic galaxy.

With so many bodies enlarging and growing together, with so much pleasure wreaking their minds, all it would take was one mistake and one collision to undo all life which had been made so infinitesimal, so inconsequential in scale that superclusters might as well have been a dust mote to the giants. But by combining their empowered divine energies into Palkia, it had all been relocated within a pocket dimension capable of sustaining life for an indefinite time, at least until they were done growing.

"Looks like it worked!" Palkia perked up, panting from the exhaustion of exerting her power of space, "Can't feel any more life in creation. It's all secuh-securrr..." the lilac dragoness began to stutter and growl, cheeks flushing red and eyes narrowing as she felt something deep within her start surging. The soft tingle she had been feeling until now had suddenly developed into a bubbling sensation that in no time took over her brain.

"Wuh- Palkia?!" Dialga's focus broke when he suddenly saw her sister jump in size between his chest, eventually pushing out and against the membrane holding all of them together.

"Ahhh...!" Palkia let out a loud moan of arousal, eyes rolling to the back of her head as she felt herself surge upwards. Her breasts muffled Dialga and she could feel her muscular, thick rump growing against Yvall and Arceus behind her. "Ohhh this is more like it! Took it long enough...!" she grinned, not only elated by her expansion but also the inherent fact her once blown-up brother could no longer make her feel minuscule.

"Luh-lady Palkia's growing so fast! Oh-oh...!" Yvall exclaimed before being suddenly smothered and muffled by a rumbling avalanche of curves.

"Nnghh... yuh-yes... oh heavens. Bigger...!" Palkia's tongue lolled out between her sharp fangs, feeling herself getting constrained by the universal fabric attempting to hold them all back. No, now that she was starting to outgrow the group, the dragoness of space knew that barrier's flimsy attempts at containment were aimed solely on her person. She couldn't but fight against the pressure, wishing to exceed it.

With life being preserved and knowing her family and Yvall were strong enough to survive a smothering, Palkia didn't hold back. She began to stretch her muscular limbs. Curling arms began to tear through the universal boundary like wet tissue paper, poking holes with her elbows before her surging caused her upper body to tear through. She could feel the balls of her feet sliding against the resistance below, but her powerful claws shredded everything in their way. On the lateral angle, her curvaceous and muscular sides continued to push until her tail punctured the blue membrane attempting to hold her back. Her round, muscular ass was next followed by her toned back. The failing fabric of the universe could no longer hold on against the sheer mass of the amazon goddess.

Everything was squishing against her, most notably at the front. There was no doubt in her mind her brother, father and personal simp had been caught in-between the softness of her bosom. As she let out a roar of pure power, the space around Palkia was rent asunder. She elevated in size, more and more, until not even Arceus, Yvall or even Dialga could catch up. She had become so huge she had exploded the universe! It took the space dragoness a few moments to process just how much power she held now. It left her panting as the swelling of her golden aura calmed down.

By the time she came down from her high and Palkia's eyes regained their focus, all she could see was an interminable white surrounding her. But before she could examine the beyond in detail, something more immediate grabbed her attention. "O-oh... this is why I felt so squishy up front!"

With her gargantuan red mammaries squished against her decidedly smaller lilac pair, Palkia finally realized she hadn't been the only one to surge with size. She had been so caught up in her own whirlwind of desire and loud chanting that she had failed to notice Giratina had outgrown everybody else too. Everybody sans herself, of course. "My goodness..." the gothic dragoness seemed to have had the air knocked out of her. "Sister dearest," Giratina panted, directing her soft, almost bashful gaze at Palkia, "We seem to have outpaced the others... in great stride no less."

"My Goddesses..." Yvall couldn't have been vibrating with more excitement. Both Palkia and Giratina had already grown so much, and were still ascending at such speed, that he, Arceus and Dialga were now dolls caught in a double cleavage, loomed over by the females' giant red eyes.

"Serves them right!" Palkia huffed, "Leaving us behind like that before!" she rested her knuckles at her hips, glaring down at the tiny giants in her and her sister's grand canyons of flesh. For a brief moment, she enjoyed holding those three where they were, arms pinned by their massive swells. Dialga in particular looked the most annoyed with Palkia's haughty smirk. Yvall's pupils seemed to have transformed into love-heart shapes.

"Palkia, Giratina," Arceus coolly refocused, his eyes glancing past his immense daughters and at the new plane of existence they had all broken into. "What can you observe? I am able to sense the faintest of presences but all I see is nothingness around the two of you."

"Some weird spheres..." Palkia remarked as she glanced left and right, and even behind her. "They're shiny, the same blue I saw when we were outgrowing creation just now."

"They remind me of beautiful blue pearls," Giratina chirped as she glanced around as well. "They're there as far as the eye can see. Most look exactly the same, but others appear to have certain differences, it's almost like..." she stopped. Giratina's eyes widened once she found a pearl that wasn't blue, but black. It was pitch black. Darker than dark. Fuming with smoke and with a pair of ruby lights at the center. The intensity of those crimson glows made Giratina feel like she was being watched; glared upon in fact. "Ah!" she gasped, feeling her heart descend into a chill as the moment she blinked, the black pearl had disappeared from view.

"What's up, big sis?" Palkia inquired with a concerned frown, "Looks like you just saw a Ghastly."

"Nuh-no," Giratina shook her head, blinking rapidly again and glancing behind her but she found only that endless white sea full of blue pearls. "I must be nervous. I feel like we're being observed, everyone."

"In all likelihood, it must be our host, dear daughter," Arceus spoke. "Seeing as we're not growing as fast as you two are, it would be faster to stick together as we explore... hmm?" the God paused, looking down. He was feeling himself tingling all of a sudden. Then his insides started to bubble up. His muscle-bound body began to rumble. Throbbing beef swelled rapidly, and suddenly Arceus had caused his daughters to separate as he shot up multiple times his own size, quickly dwarfing the dragonesses! But he stopped at merely double their size this time. "It looks like we're not done yet...!"

"Ahh!" Yvall and Dialga both cried out as they too grew after Arceus. Dialga felt himself crash against the surprised Giratina who threw her arms around him to stop them from spinning endlessly from the impact. Yvall was caught by Palkia, who bear-hugged him still.

"Careful how much bigger than _who_you get, twerp!" Palkia hissed down at the meek Mega Absol, who rapidly nodded at Palkia with a goofy grin. His ears perked up at the sound of a sixth voice however.

"Forgive me, all!" the feminine, plane-shaking voice from earlier descended upon the group again. "It's the first time I try to ascend so many at once. I think I got this now, though," she said, "You're almost here though. Can you huddle up? That'll make it easier on me. Just enjoy yourselves until you get here...!"

Arceus' eyes stared up once again. His curiosity had been piqued for a while now. Now, he only wished to meet this generous patron who was so much powerful than even he was. Glancing down at his glowing children and Yvall, he made sure to throw his arms around the four of them, pulling them close. However big grew, wherever they might end up, he wouldn't let them out of his sight again.

With all five auras in the same place, that golden glow intensified until it was more blinding than the light of a trillion burning stars. The white space was soon engulfed by the growing quintet. And as the blue pearls shrank away from sight, Arceus' family was soon engulfed in a sapphire light...

When Mars' eyes next opened, it wasn't black or white that greeted him any longer, but an endless expanse of blue stretching before him. Although excessive lighting finally seemed to be dispersing, the Mew couldn't see very far. "Arcana," he said out loud, rubbing an arm over his blurry eyes.

"I'm here, Mars," the kirin goddess replied, clear enough to let Mars know how close she was to him. "But it feels like I just woke up after a night-to-morning bender."

"I can't say I relate," Mars harrumphed, "But my eyes are still adjusting to this blue light. I..." he turned towards where he had heard Arcana, but a number of sharp-cornered objects gently prodding his chest stopped him. "What in the...?"

"What is it? Oh!" Arcana gasped. As soon as she turned around she felt her hips collide against something. She hastily blinked the blur off her eyes, and as soon as she finished rubbing her forearm against her face, Arcana saw them.

Surrounding the two Gods were a large number of thick slabs. Comprised of what seemed to be exquisite marble, each floating rectangle appeared to be arranged in relation to each other, forming rows and columns. Wary of the objects, Mars and Arcana floated away from them. "Look," Arcana pointed out as the moment they had removed themselves, the shapes they had touched gravitated towards a position in the matrix.

"Arcana, do you see it?" Mars asked, his eyes aglow with realization.

"Yeah, we were in the way of these little tablets," Arcana tapped her cheek with a finger, amazed at the mysterious array of objects. "They're everywhere."

"Yes, but look," Mars carefully floated closer to the group of tablets, one of his paws pointing at the surface of one. "Focus your eyes. It's those things, again. Except they're diminutive."

"Diminutive things...?" Arcana repeated, eyes widening in marvel once she saw it on the alabaster tablet. Millions, billions of little blue sparkles dotted the white surface. "Those blue pearls from before, in the white space... You don't suppose we grew out of one of these things, do you?"

"That's my running theory," Mars put a paw under his chin, turning to inspect one tablet after another. "They all look similar, although they seem to hold differences. And yet..." the Mew twirled as he floated several bodies above Arcana. "I don't think an eternity would be enough to see them all."

"This is making so little sense. Who brought us here?" Arcana wondered aloud, trying to recall as she looked down the infinite blue corridor. "It was a she, wasn't it?"

"So it seemed, to me," Mars nodded, facing the opposite direction. "She said 'You're almost there'. Almost as if she was summoning us... A being from beyond, perhaps? I was sure that once we'd outgrown the universe that was all we would ever see, but then the pearls in the white space, and now this blue space with all the white tablets..." Mar's eyes scrunched shut, his stubby little paws crossing together, "...It feels like we're being yanked around like some toys. I've half a mind to lecture whoever thinks they can make a fool out of the Great Mah..."

"Blah, blah, blah..." Arcana sighed with a roll of her eyes, "Why don't we look around? The sooner we find that woman, the sooner we'll get our answers, right?" the goddess smiled to herself at first when for a change she didn't get any argument back. "Right, old man?" Arcana reiterated, concerned she wasn't getting any snapback whatsoever. "Hey, Mars? Ah!" A gasp of surprise escaped her mouth when she turned around.

Arcana found a woman, indeed. Although she also saw four other individuals gathered on the ground around her. She quickly recognized the five as fellow anthropomorphic Pokémon: Dialga, Palkia, Mega Absol and a male version of her own species; Arceus. Mars' lower half was sticking out of the Giratina's enormously deep cleavage. It figured to Arcana that Mars would never shut up unless outstanding circumstances were involved.

"Greetings," said the male Arceus to Arcana, rubbing his head as he gradually went up to his feet. "I would like to begin asking questions, but from your blank stare I deduce it is not you who has brought us all here." He took a pause before taking a few steps forwards towards Arcana, who did the same.

"Father!" Dialga exclaimed as he recovered, barely able to keep up with the Alpha. His eyes bulged at the sight of the feminine Arceus. "By the Alpha. I thought you were unique..." his jaw hung open as he saw the two kirin Gods facing and sizing each other up.

"I must say," the father added without taking his eyes off Arcana: "It is amusing to meet one's other self in this fashion."

"It is," Arcana nodded, casually resting a hand on her hips, "Which is how I can tell you don't bear me or my friend any ill will. We're not that kind of God. This has been one bizarre day."

"O-oh my..." Giratina struggled to stand up on the flat blue floor, her arms curled up in distress as she looked down at her uninvited and wildly-kicking stowaway. Mars' struggle was making Giratina's crimson rack wobble so much she could hardly move.

"Ugh, that was one rough landing," Palkia finally came to as well, getting off the floor and fixing her crest. The first thing she noticed was a half-conscious Yvall half her size practically flattened against her abs. As she peeled him off with a huff and shook him like bed sheets in the wind, Palkia inevitably took notice of the stubby pink legs and thin tail sticking out of her sister's cleavage. "What do you have over there, big sis...?"

With Palkia approaching Giratina, Yvall was slung over the buff amazon's shoulder like a wet towel. "Stand still, I'm gonna get it out," Palkia told the uneasy, jiggling Giratina as she reached into her cleavage.

"Goodness!" Giratina squeaked, blushing yet trying her best to stand perfectly still. "Cuh-careful, sis. I think he's getting squished..."

Palkia grunted, struggling to scoop the cleavage intruder until she decided to grab him by the tail and pulled. "Come out, you pink little fur ball!"

"Yeouch...!" Mars yelped, swinging pendulously from Palkia's grip as she held him up. "Muh-my thanks for the assistance! Now let go of me, dragon! I'm not some premium pond prize catch...!" he grunted, although his glare softened when he stopped swinging so violently and eventually ended suspended in front of the two utterly massive Giratina boobs he had been lodged so comfortably in moments before. He was drinking in that flawless, long-legged, hourglass-curvy figure. Mars suddenly grew quiet and gulped.

At that time, Yvall was finally coming back to. Draped over his mistress Palkia's shoulders, the angelical feline's eyes could see behind her. He was happy when he noticed Arceus and Dialga walking towards him, but the unexpected third, curvaceous companion made his tail stand up to attention and his eyes almost pop out of his sockets.

Arcana and Giratina sensed they were being leered at.

"Muh-Mommy...?" Yvall and Mars said in unison. Palkia's eyes narrowed as she shared a glare between them.

"...grow all the way out here only for the twerps to multiply," the lilac dragoness fumed, grabbing and smashing the two perverts together.

"Oouf-!" the Mew and Mega Absol groaned out at once.

While Giratina had a look of concern for Yvall and even Mars, Arcana couldn't quit laughing.

After finally settling down, the groups introduced to one another. Mars and Arcana told the others about their trip through the cosmos, about the universal boundary they had crossed and about the white sea of blue pearls. When the others' story started sounding remarkably similar to their experience however, something starting to feel off.

"If what you're saying is true," Arcana spoke, still trying to wrap her head around the strange series of events they had all gone through. Something kept bothering her. "Considering you crashed here after us, shouldn't you have seen us back in our universe? In fact, shouldn't we have seen you growing after us, too...?" she glanced back at Mars, who could only shrug and shake his head.

"Father brought us to him at the apex of creation, Arcana," Dialga was the one to reply, "Yet I had never heard of a second Arceus within it."

"It definitely sounds like lady Arcana and master Mars are well outside our dwellings," Yvall chipped in.

"An existence parallel to ours, you mean?" Palkia asked. Folding his arms, Mars nodded in seeming agreement.

"I'm inclined to believe that is the case!" the Mew raised a paw, using it to point at Giratina, who flinched from surprise. "You are meant to be locked within the Distortion; well outside time and space. Where and when we come from I mean." He then looked over at Dialga and Palkia, "And so have you."

"We?" Dialga and Palkia asked together, intrigued.

"Yes. The three of you were deemed irrational and destructive. Mortals would have their very reality pulled from under their feet every time you met," Mars explained, "That was why it was decided to make you three live together where you would only cause damage and mischief to one another. It comes to me as great surprise to see you all behaving so civil and looking so..." he paused, eyes glancing away from Giratina. Mars coughed into his paw before continuing, "In any case, this is a strange circumstance unlike any other."

"Indeed!" Yvall joined again, "Aside from me, all of you are meant to be unique. Could it be that the master's creation and the place lady Arcana and master Mars come from truly exist separately...?"

I may be able to answer that, everyone.

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A new, all-encompassing feminine voice filled the entirety of the blue plane, making the floor the group of seven was standing on shake like an earthquake had hit it.

"Whoa!"

"Hang on!"

As the Gods and goddesses that weren't floating felt the ground shake under their feet, they began to realize something even stranger was happening. The floor was shifting. A ridge formed in a vertical line, dividing the crew in two platforms. Arcana and Mars had the left platform and the rest the right one.

"What is...?" Arcana looked down, widening her eyes as she realized the floor of their platforms dimpling in certain parts with additional ridges multiplying behind each group. Five pillars of blue floor began furling back on each side, towering over them. Turning into what appeared to be some sort of malleable clay, the pillars grew smoother, individually altering size and exposing segments, finally unfurling like the five fingers of a clawed hand.

When the deities realized they were standing on the palms of someone much, much greater in size that they were, it was too late to jump away. Paralyzed by the sheer presence invading each and every one of their senses, all the seven could do was patiently stand around as the massive hands began to move. As they were transported by the lowering hands, the groups suddenly became separated again and were able to see the toned arms attached to each hand.

The lower the utterly gargantuan arms brought them, the more of their captor they could behold. As they hung right above the god-dwarfing giant's shoulders, they saw red-tipped protrusions emerging from an otherwise bald, blue-scaled head. Cresting behind the reptilian crown, the scarlet frills numbered three on each side. Grey plated scales covered the giant's cheekbones and the underside of the snout's chin. Two rows of those hung above the immense being's closed eyes presumably emulating the brows.

From the two groups' vantage point it was easy to appreciate the long distance between that snout and the creature's shoulders. To them, it was a colossal stretch of neck that elicited the thought of a snake or lizard Pokémon. Whichever the case, it didn't take long for them to realize it was definitely a she they were beholding.

When the hands descended enough, the arms were forced further and further apart, elbows hitting upon grand mounds smooth-scaled, squishy flesh. It was a fool's errand to attempt to measure the azure giantess' bosom, but with the hands stopping perpendicular to those ludicrously sized breasts, none of the deities had been able to so much as ascertain the existence of hips, let alone legs. The entirety of the giantess' torso appeared to be dominated by her truly titanic tits.

"Holy Miltank..." Dialga succinctly observed before being slapped up the head by both Palkia and their father. "Ow!"

Haaaaaah...

That simple gasp of air involved the entirety of that new plane of existence. When the reptile's snout parted to reveal her gaping maw, the whole of reality shook for the seven Gods. The pressure alone forced everyone to their knees. Gradually and gently the arms curled up and both hands elevated above that soft pair of mountains, joining at the sides so the groups could be reunited once more just under the giantess' countenance. Finally, the eyes opened.

Two shining gold beacons lit the reunited party up. Black pupils went from dilated to slit-size before focusing onto the groups. The reptilian woman's snout curled up into a smile. As her maw began to open, the seven deities all prepared to be blown away by that incomprehensibly powerful booming voice. However, a dulcet tone caressed their ears.

"Welcome to the Azure Realm, travelers," she greeted.

"Azure... Realm?" Giratina slowly repeated after recovering.

"She's gorgeous..." Arcana said with a gasp, her breath taken away at the divine, crystal-blue aura sparkling all around the giantess. "Reminds of a peculiarly colored Aurorus."

"The frills are all wrong, though," Palkia argued, "A new forme, perhaps...?"

"Who are you?" Mars impatiently demanded, with Arceus intercepting any answer.

"She referred to us as travelers, Mars," the Alpha said, "I imagine she was our ticket and also our vehicle of transport to this realm. Come to think of it, this entire realm is you, isn't it?"

Nodding slowly, the giant lizard cocked her head sideways and offered Arcana a gentle grin. "Thank you for comparing me to one of your most beautiful species, Arcana. However, I am no Pokémon," she answered, and turned to Arceus next. "The Azure Realm and I are one and the same. And I was the one who brought you all here. You are correct, Arsene."

"That name..." the kirin male repeated, eyes widening. His flinching made his whole family stand bewildered. Yvall the most.

"Master Arceus, what did our gracious host just call you...?" The Mega Absol inquired, clambering over his broad shoulders.

"My true name," Arsene seemed to be shaken to the core.

"You named yourself at the moment of your birth like I did," Arcana cocked her head sideways. "Why are you so surprised she knows your name?"

"Because before she spoke it now, it's only ever been uttered once , by myself." Arsene replied, "Unlike you, I made the decision to keep my name secret from all; as I saw it as unimportant after choosing it."

"Not even we knew..." Dialga mouthed off with renewed reverence for the unimaginably large deity above them.

"To know it," Arsene continued, looking up at the golden-eyed lizard, "You had to be observing the moment creation began."

"The creation of your universe, Arsene. And yes, I did," the giantess answered, suddenly frowning, "It occurs to me that I might have divulged information that you might have been keeping to yourself. I apologize for any rudeness."

"You seem to know us all pretty well, milady," Mars floated up to get the azure goddess' attention, "And I'd love to question you, but might you first grace us with your name?"

"Rude on two accounts, it seems," the lizard chuckled, her forked tongue poking out for a brief instant as she bashfully shrank her shoulders. "Please allow me to formally introduce myself, everybody. I am the host of the Azure Realm, the Goddess of Divinity. My name is Reyna."

"The Goddess..." Arcana gasped.

And Arsene finished: "...of Divinity."

"Reyna," Palkia got over the shock the fastest, folding her toned arms, "_Where_is the Azure Realm? We've been growing for what seems to be an eternity, and we've seen some questionable things..."

"I understand it might be difficult to grasp at first, so I'll try to be blunt," Reyna grinned. "I've plucked you all out of your respective universes by making you outgrow them."

"Our univers es?" Mars emphasized, "So Arcana and I do not belong to the same existence as the rest of them after all. Hence the discrepancies."

"Indeed, Mars," Reyna nodded. "Your world, in your solar system, in your galaxy, in your cluster, belongs to a unique collection. And that is one of many unique collections that exist simultaneously. Different and distinct, yet very much similar. I call a collection of universes a multiverse."

"The multiverse!" Arsene repeated, "That is where we grew into after separating from our respective creations- that is... our particular universes!"

Arcana took over next: "The white sea of blue pearls! That was our multiverse. Which means each one of those spheres housed a different universe; and you all came from one different to ours!"

"Astounding!" Dialga remarked, "There were myriads of universes, as far as the eye could see, back in the multiverse. Each one housing a different version of our home planet, of myself, of my sisters, even..." he glanced over to Arcana, "Of Arceus."

"And we outgrew even the multiverse, too," Palkia added, starting to reason something out. "Those tablets hanging all the way above your head! Are _those_multiverses holding even more universes?!"

"Seeds within seeds. Possibilities upon possibilities," Reyna simply said, " This , the Azure Realm, is Creation itself, everyone. You could call it an all-encapsulating Omniverse."

"Incredible..." Yvall quipped, eyes aglow with amazement. "For one as lowly as I to witness this, Goddess Reyna..." he paused, drinking in the visage of that gloriously infinite matrix of alabaster possibility circling above Reyna like some sort of white halo, "...from here you have access to all that is, of all that will ever be. It's no wonder you have the power to make us ascend to your level. But, and forgive my indiscretion... why?"

Both Arsene and Arcana seemed to be mirroring Yvall's inquiry with their steely gazes. Reyna showed no sign of duplicity with her gentle smile as she answered: "I was curious."

"Cuh-cuh-cuh..." Yvall stuttered.

"Curiosity?!" the two Arceus blurted out in combined disbelief.

"I am at fault for enveloping you in my curiosity, it's true," Reyna bowed her head, "However, there is reason to my actions. For you see, all this time I've been observing the different multiverses, I saw something in the one you came from that caught my attention. In nearly every instance of every multiverse, the relationship between Gods, their followers and each other all go in the same direction," Reyna took a small pause before breathing out pink mist that formed into clouds.

The pink clouds began to display the memories of a universe in which a cosmic being of fire sucked the life out of a star, plunging its system into eternal darkness. Another showed a seemingly endless conflict between deities sending their respective armies into wars that plunged everything into chaos. The violence stopped when the clouds dispersed and Reyna allowed herself to continue. "In fact, that relationship follows through in most of your universes as well: Gods emerge, they are worshipped and mortals reproduce, yearning for more Gods which results in more worship. But at one critical point it is not enough, and they aim to take from one another. History repeats itself over and over..." the goddess of divinity sighed wistfully. "Like you all, worship and prayer are some of the reasons I stand at the apex of the Omniverse. I know what it is like to covet and gluttonously gorge upon power until nothing is left. I have also known the temptation of lusting after what others have."

"I have seen them. I have been them," Mars suddenly said after being eerily quiet for a while, interrupting Reyna and making Arcana turn towards him.

"Mars? What are you talking about?" Arcana asked.

"I thought it strange at the time," Mars sighed, "I guess with everything that's happened it must've slipped my mind. But I saw it. Now I know: It was a universe in which I was alone. Sleeping. After a grand banquet, no doubt."

Awkward silence followed the recount. It was broken by the until then demure Giratina. "I, too, have seen myself in that position..." she said to the surprise of her family. Mars tiredly glanced her way, "It was but a fleeting moment. But I know the stare of my own eyes. I know my origins. And I know I once attempted to reduce existence to nil. It looks like I might have been successful in one instance..." she held one of her arms, digging her claws into it while avoiding Palkia's succor.

"You are that person no longer, daughter!" Arsene interjected, making his daughter flinch. "After I gave you a second chance to pursue your life, you flourished for it all under your own power and ability."

"Father..." Giratina looked up bashfully. She took Arsene's hand and was joined by Dialga and Palkia for a brief, warm embrace that made the shadow dragoness let out an overjoyed tear that splashed down on Reyna's palm.

"Mars," Arcana swiftly pulled the brooding Mew down by the foot, "You heard Reyna. It's possibilities upon possibilities. You can't blame or doubt yourself for what might have happened to a different version of you. As far as I'm concerned, the Mars you saw and any other are different people."

"Arcana..." the Mew started to smile again, "You are more mature than I give you credit for. Sometimes."

"Smartass," Arcana chuckled, releasing Mars.

"Oh goodness. It's been far too long since I've witnessed such emotion from so close..." Reyna giggled, her blue and red ringed tail wagging behind her. "And it's precisely these emotions, this sense of camaraderie you all share why I've decided to gather you all here. You may have your differences, but when it comes to being Gods and protecting your respective realities, you never seek absolute dominance. You serve and protect mortals, and you also enjoy each other's' company without ever veering into destructive singularity."

"If we managed to capture your curiosity with that," Arcana interrupted, "I assume we must be a rarity indeed."

"Yes," Reyna frowned with concern. "Singularity is dangerous. When wild chaos is subsumed into absolute order, it results in utter stagnation; the paralysis of eternity and infinity. To prevent that and allow creation to continue its cycle of rebirth, I've begun to cotton on to the idea that it's simply not enough for mortals and Gods to be happy by themselves. Gods need to learn to coexist with each other, like all of you have. And it would mean a lot to me if you would join me, help me in reaching as many... and I mean... many..." Reyna stopped to point up at the matrix of multiverses above her head, gesturing with a tip of her snout, "...Deities as we can."

"You wish us to preach our ideals across all of creation?" Arsene surmised.

"To dialogue and help other Gods understand..." Arcana continued.

"To prevent unnecessary tragedies at the universal scale..." Giratina's eyes lit up.

"Help those who cannot help themselves because they've grown far too powerful to hear anybody else..." Mars sounded determined.

"I'm in," Palkia shrugged, "Just point me to whoever needs a good talking to. I'll be keeping an eye on you though, you little pervert," her eyes narrowed down at Yvall on Arsene's shoulders.

"Luh-lady Palkia...!" Yvall blushed. "I only wish to serve you all better. This is a great opportunity for me to learn and get closer to your level of divinity!"

After having his laugh, Dialga put his hands on his hips and glanced up at the ruler of the Azure Realm. "It looks like it's unanimous, divine Reyna. I wouldn't dream to go against this wonderful idea. Mortals aren't the only ones who have room for improvement."

"Well said, everyone!" Reyna gave them all a fang-baring, sincerely grateful grin. "This is just the beginning. For the sake of all of creation," she glanced up at the gathering of multiverses. The wish for everybody to be able to live better lives, happier lives, was one step closer now.

Let us all grow, together.

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The End.