This elf world is a bit strange

A series of phantoms make up Firio's existence.

And Firio's spirit is also their support.

The trainer does not decide the Pokémon, nor does the Pokémon decide the trainer.

His path is a peak that he and his partners pursue together.

"Shh-"

The light faded, and the shadow behind him turned into starlight and disappeared into Firion's body.

After an unknown amount of time had passed, those bright eyes opened again. There was no longer any confusion or bewilderment in them, but instead they were filled with a gentleness and confidence as warm as jade.

At this moment, an extremely dark cloud appeared in front of him, entangled repeatedly, and finally condensed into shape.

It was also a "familiar face". Although he only met him once in Kanto, he would never forget it for the rest of his life.

The leader of the Eternal Night Organization, a powerful man in black with Flutter Hair and Mewtwo, an extremely powerful alien who is only rivaled by Red.

At the last moment when everything was silent, it appeared unnoticed, revealing its own path. However, it was not as friendly as the previous trainers, but full of aggressiveness.

A chill rose up behind Firio, who had just stood up and hadn't even stood firmly.

Half of it is a keen intuition about danger, and the other half is fear of the path of the person in front of him.

His path, too, was very different from that of any before him, for it had one and only one characteristic.

If Firio's path is to merge his will with the will of his companions into a whole, without distinction between the two, then the path of the man in black is the opposite of that.

Relying entirely on their own power, all Pokémon are tools, weapons, and carriers of energy, regardless of their level.

The black clouds swirled and rushed towards him, and in the blink of an eye, they sucked Firion in and pulled him into the deep darkness.

At the same time, in the library where divine power was condensed, a fragile and twisted book slowly flew out from nowhere and flew towards Firion, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground and covered in dust.

"..."

Arceus, who was dozing on the ground, suddenly opened his eyes and recognized its presence at a glance, but did not express anything.

After giving a slight yawn, it turned its head to look at Firion who was frowning, curled its lips into a smile, and went back to sleep.

Although it had seen this powerful visitor from another world long ago when the other party was unaware, it was absolutely confident in its own vision.

......

......

"Sa——"

In the dark and cold spiritual world, the howling sound of the wind is mixed with the wailing of a male or female that is difficult to distinguish, sometimes far away and sometimes near.

Countless negative emotions surged from all directions, like poisonous snakes spitting out their tongues, surrounding Firio, waiting for an opportunity to strike, ready to bite him as soon as he showed a flaw.

The countless evil thoughts were endless and different from each other, as if they carried the malice of the entire world.

It was the spirit of the Man in Black, but it also seemed to contain countless strange beings, different from anything seen before.

In a trance, he saw burning blood and fire in the darkness and the destruction of a world.

The wailing sounds were like a heavy hammer hitting his heart, causing the strong man to unconsciously take a step back and take a deep breath.

"Whoosh-"

In just a moment, an evil thought filled with jealousy and anger came towards him when he was not prepared, hit his body, and gnawed at his spiritual body that had condensed into a human form, causing him to break out in an invisible cold sweat, and he forced himself to cheer up to dispel the evil thought.

The intense pain made him realize that this was no longer the inheritance given to him by Arceus, but a struggle of ideas.

Just like on that unknown desert island, the opponent was stronger than ever before. Even Nancy couldn't compare to him, and he rushed over with a powerful force that seized his brief flaw and knocked him to the brink of collapse.

This time, Mewtwo was no longer by his side, nor were Ryudo and Sakaki to share the pressure.

He had to deal with it alone.

"Shh-"

Before one wave has subsided, evil thoughts that have discovered the weakness come like a tide.

Seizing his brief flaw and distraction, the man in black, who seemed to have his own consciousness, showed a powerful mental strength that even Nancy could not compare to, impacting Firio's proud spiritual world and psychological defenses.

Just a moment made him feel tremendous pressure.

But this did not dampen Firio's fighting spirit, but instead caused an endless rage to rise in his chest.

In the darkness, the figure of the man in black, whom he had only met once, appeared before him. He was still as calm as ever, but there was a lingering resentment in his eyes that was unforgettable when they parted.

Even if it is just an existence recorded by Arceus, it has a vivid and extremely lifelike side.

And Firio knew that this was just the tip of the iceberg of the man in black. The real him would be even more brutal than the enemy in front of him.

"call……"

He let out a long sigh, and a surge of superpowers surged out of his body, dispelling the evil thoughts and wailing that were lingering around him.

The mental stranglehold he was in made him quickly see the inner world of this powerful enemy who had once fought a life-and-death battle with him.

It was a darkness he had never seen before.

Cold madness.

Absolute power.

And an arrogance that does not allow for the slightest doubt.

He could not tolerate the arrogance of regarding himself as the master, nor could he tolerate the meanness of regarding Pokémon as tools.

"What an incorrigible fellow... Intolerable!"

A cold light flashed in Firio's eyes, filled with cold murderous intent.

Superpowers exploded unprecedentedly in the chaotic world, and were entangled with the mental power of the man in black without distinction.

"boom--"

The crystal light dispels the shadows and illuminates the dim world.

Behind him, the shadows of his companions came and went, shining again in the darkness, and transformed into bright beams of light, which once again merged into his body and brought him endless power.

Use the infinite to counter the finite, the many to counter the few.

In this battle in which there was no trickery involved and it was a pure test of will and strength, he did not repeat the mistakes of the battle on the high seas.

In the unreserved outpouring, the azure sea of ​​superpowers completely annihilated even the last trace of darkness.

The whole world returned to peace.

......

......

The powerful opponent was completely destroyed, the anger in his heart was calmed, and Firion stood there quietly with his eyes closed.

A brutal strangulation left his spirit body riddled with holes.

The deep evil thoughts were like hidden arrows that were hard to guard against, attacking him again and again in the fierce fight, causing a huge impact on his mental strength.

Although he eventually wiped out the black-clad man's will with his size advantage, Firion's strength was also at its limit.

Logically speaking, this is a moment of victory. Even if there is no ecstasy of winning the battle, one should be grateful for surviving the disaster.

But at this moment, Firion's anger had dissipated and he was as calm as water, without any fluctuations at all.

At this weakest moment, his heart became unprecedentedly strong because he had suppressed the incoming malice and desire.

Although his bright eyes were tightly closed, he could see the road ahead very clearly.

He is not a slave to power, nor does he want to be the master of power.

Whether it is him or his Pokémon, they seem to be one and the same, representing neither good nor evil, but are ordinary creatures that are eager to grow and climb to the peak of life.

Pursue the destination on the other side which is approachable but ultimately impossible to reach, enjoy the scenery along the way and the happiness implied by the concept of progress itself, that's all.

And on this journey, there are some things that you have to do in accordance with your heart.

After all, turning a blind eye has never been their style.

With my eyes open, faint light extends in all directions, lighting up the dark night.

It is not as dazzling and hot as the sun, but just like a small candle, with a flickering flame.

“First, there must be light, and we are the light.”

Amidst the confident and determined whispers, the chaos dissipated and a familiar scene appeared before his eyes.

Arceus stood up, and the bookshelf looked just like the past, with a wisp of the old book turning into black mist and powder and falling from his hand to the ground.

The records belonging to the man in black eventually disappeared as his mental power completely disappeared, leaving no trace behind.

[Have you found your way? I knew you would be fine.]

There was no surprise in Arceus's eyes, just a hint of joy and congratulations.

"It seems you also know of his existence? Thank you, Arceus. Although it was a little dangerous, it was also very rewarding."

Walking slowly to Arceus' side, Firion waved his hand casually, and super powers at a higher level poured into its body, filling the bottomless pit of emptiness.

When the scale of his superpowers reached a new level, he finally saw Arceus' current condition.

The turbulence of time and space raged within its body, but was suppressed by the power of creation, dissipating bit by bit.

This will be a long process and probably not a very pleasant experience, even for Arceus.

[It's good to have a harvest. Also, I heard that you humans have good energy blocks. Can you leave some for me? ]

Squinting his eyes with a hint of enjoyment, Arceus gladly accepted Firion's kindness, even though the effect was not very obvious.

"No problem. I'll leave you a big box when I leave. It's from the Sinnoh League. It's a bargain for you." He clapped his hands nonchalantly. He was always generous when he was doing something for others. "It looks like I've been here for a long time. What time is it now? Where's Mewtwo?"

The layer of dust on his clothes made him realize the passage of time. He looked around curiously, but only saw small cracks on the library walls and the unchanging "sunlight" pouring in from the "window".

You can't tell time here.

[Using your calendar, it should be early April.Chaomeng is in the Hall of Beginning, do you want to go back too?It just so happens that it takes a lot of effort to maintain this place, but it is still comfortable to sleep at home. 】

Arceus stretched lazily, his flawless body trembled slightly, and strands of superpowers emanated from him.

Although the energy supplement was better than nothing, it still made it feel comfortable, like a big massage from the inside out.

However, compared with its comfort, Firio was obviously not so calm.

"April? I've been here for three months?!"

[So loud! Relax... You stayed in Mitina for two months, but not that long here. I remember it was a little over a month. It's actually much faster than I expected. I thought you would stay for a few months. It seems that you have a good understanding, or you are not as easy to follow others as you seem. You still have your own way. ]

Arceus raised his forelimbs and gently touched Firion's forehead, his smile unfathomable.

A faint glow of energy lit up, and Firion's body floated uncontrollably onto its back, traveling with it through the rift in time and space and returning to the silent Temple of Origin.

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In the temple that would not change in tens of millions of years, everything remained the same.

Korni and Naz still maintained the same meditative look as the old monks did before.

Mewtwo, who was transferred here from the "library", was in the same position, still sitting cross-legged, but seemed to be asleep.

The surging power was still swirling and swirling, blending into the body at a speed barely visible to the naked eye and being slowly absorbed.

Only the light cocoon that comes into view carries a different kind of vitality and eagerness.

Waves of emotions emanated from it. It was obvious that while he was battling the mental power of the man in black, his companions had all awakened and conveyed their will to him in some incomprehensible way.

Looking around, the strong aura is completely different from when we parted more than a month ago.

If they hadn't been together day and night, even someone like Firion who had full confidence in them would have been a little hesitant to recognize them.

The chasm that we thought would take a long time to overcome was easily erased with the blessing of God.

[How is it? Are you satisfied with my gift? In your human terms, this is... the champion? Although it is a little worse than the best ones, it is still pretty good.]

Arceus smiled leisurely, and gently pushed Firion to the largest and brightest light cocoon.

The invisible pulling force made him touch it lightly involuntarily.

"Boom"

Just like ripples on a calm lake, the thin light curtain dissipated like broken bubbles.

There was no longer any concealment or blockage in his companions' emotions, which were released without reservation, bringing him an ecstasy that was enough to overwhelm his mind.