Bab 587: Reunion Of A Psychic

Satoshi stared up at the massive monument, his reflection shimmering in its polished surface. A slight smirk tugged at the corner of his lips as he took in the sheer magnitude of the sculpture—a depiction of himself, arms wide open as if embracing the heavens, his summons swirling around him like cosmic guardians.

"Wow... I look handsome," he murmured to himself, half-amused. He tilted his head, studying each figure surrounding his likeness. "Are those... Nailgun, Alpha Red Salamander, Sera, Ghast, Dex, Quasar Lightning Snake, Ice Empress?" His voice trailed off as he counted each familiar summon, memories of their battles surging back into his mind.

"Not everyone's here," he noted with a hint of nostalgia. "But this is... a nice monument."