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Syrus is in Monk Garden, slowly
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regaining his sanity. After his sanity comes
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back, he decides to show off to the Monks.
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“Hey, Monks! Remember me? I’m
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Syrus!”
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“Nooo, we forgot!” One Monk says
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sarchastically.
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“Well, remember how I was so
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pathetically pathetic last time you saw me?
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Well, look what monsters I have now!”
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Syrus starts by releasing his Monk.
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“Oh, a Monk? Big deal! We have
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those!”
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Syrus ignores the remark and then
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releases another monster: Octa.
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“Ooh, he made it to the lake! We
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should congratulate him!”
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Syrus releases Octo and Jelly-Fly.
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“Like we said, he made it to the
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lake.” the Monks comment.
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Syrus releases Blue Orb. “Look
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at this, guys!”
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The Monks seem amazed for once.
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Syrus continues and releases Ico and
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Wizeman. The Monks are really impressed
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now. Syrus lets Mr. I out, and then Skyber,
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and then Emerald and Clawz.
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The Monks are really awed at what
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Syrus has captured.
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The Monks comment, “And here
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we thought you’d never make it as an
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LNR trainer.”
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“A what?” Syrus asks.
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“We thought you wouldn’t know.
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A trainer is a human who captures these
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monsters and trains them, so that they
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become powerful.” a Monk answers.
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“And what else do these trainers
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do?”
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“The trainers compete in arenas.
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We have one on this island. It is deep below
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the ground. The only way to get to it is through
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the Illusion Cave, or there’s a more dangrous
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route through Emerald’s Crater.”
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“Oh, really.”
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“Yeah. A lot of the best trainers
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in the world go there. You should go. Your
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monsters are pretty strong, especially Clawz.
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How did you make Clawz that strong?”
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“Well, you see, umm, I don’t really
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know.” Syrus says, knowing he didn’t raise
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Clawz, and that he stole him.
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“Oh, I see. He dosen’t want to give
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away his secret! Smart choice, my man!” A
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Monk pats him on the back. It’s kinda hard
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to do that, considering the Monk has to climb
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up on him first.
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The king of the Monks approaches
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Syrus. “Well done, Syrus. You certainly have
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come a long way since that kid that we were
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keeping at camp for a night. Great job, kid.
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You’re in our Monk Confederation from now
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on.”
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“Thanks.” The King Monk leads
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Syrus over to a small red flower by the edge
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of the garden.
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“Syrus, this is the Peculier Flower.
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We have no idea what it does, but we know
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it’s poisonous.” the Monk says. They are
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obviously giving Syrus a tour of their garden.
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Synan busts out of the black doors
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and runs through the garden, into the woods.
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“That’s funny, what’s Synan doing
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here?” Syrus says.
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