You find yourself gasping for air as fear washed over you. The most putrid of horrible thoughts encapsulated your mind as the nightmare ravages the very streak of thought you called as sanity. Contents of wayward struggle leaks from the edging corners of your heart and seeps into your mind. Pain courses throughout your spine as you jerked in a spasmodically manner to fight the oncoming creeps of wyrd and eldritch shrieks. Just as the looming darkness came to devour the very last of your sense of personality as a human, you felt a wave of calming essence washing over you in a lukewarm light. The nightmare had receded in a slow pace, giving you time to make up of what had happened. Eyes opening, body sweating and fear entitling itself at the moment, you looked into her eyes in a calming behavior, a small smile appeared on your face, a sign of gratitude to your saviour. Looming over you is the Lunar Pokemon, Cresselia, who halted the progression of the horrendous nightmare that would have driven you off the edge to a point of no return. Floating in a graceful manner, she waited there, as if she is waiting for an order from someone. You perhaps?

Anons, what are your plans to repay her for saving your life?