Pokémon, but cultural invasion

With her disappearance, a void was left in Mewtwo's heart.

Awakening inside the cultivation container, the rampaging power destroyed the laboratory, and He also learned that the human girl had never existed in the first place.

That was just a false memory created by Dr. Fuji to revive his daughter, Ai.

In the boundless sea of ​​fire, a cunning man said to Him, "Come with me, and I will teach you how to control your power."

The newly born Mewtwo was genuine and did a lot for the Rockets, fulfilling the man's ambition.

But it wasn't stupid. After realizing the man's true purpose, Mewtwo gradually lost contact with Team Rocket.

After establishing several agreements, including "not revealing themselves," Team Rocket repaired the laboratory on the new island as a place for Him to stay.

Then came the launch of the Elf City Project, and now.

"During my travels around the world, I found the Tree of Origin. The moment I saw that tree, I knew that it was a power of the same origin."

"I am a copy of some existence."

Mewtwo covered its head, its intense mental fluctuations undisguised: "Why would humans create a copy of Him? And why is that copy me?"

"I don't understand, what is the purpose of my creation?"

In its rampage of thoughts, Mewtwo even changed how it referred to itself.

"I originally thought you were special, that you could understand me, but I was wrong. You're no different from those humans!"

Tell me! Why me of all people?

His silvery-white face was contorted in pain. Izumi took a step back. Even in great pain, Mewtwo remained restrained and showed no intention of attacking.

"gull?"

Noticing the continuous ripples in his mind, Latias looked back.

Worried that the spring tree was in danger, she ignored the fox's pleas and flew back to the roof.

"miu~"

A glint of light flashed in the fox's fur, and a pink kitten with an olive-shaped tail flew after her.

It was still clutching a toy car in its paws, like an anxious child afraid of being abandoned by its friends.

"Mewtwo, you..."

As Izumi was pondering how to persuade Him with words, she noticed Latias flying towards her with Mew following behind, and immediately sensed that something terrible was about to happen.

Mewtwo suddenly turned its head.

The pink kitten was reflected in its fierce, purplish-black pupils. Mewtwo knew clearly upon their first meeting that this was the real Mewtwo.

Without any hesitation, He went all out.

The magenta sphere of light, symbolizing "spiritual destruction," condenses and compresses, drawing in the surrounding air and causing the space to collapse.

Then Mewtwo threw it with all its might—the ball of light turned into a shooting star and shot straight at the pink kitten.

"Miu?"

The dreamlike figure held up a "wall of light" with both hands, and the shockwave generated by the collision shattered all the glass within a radius of several kilometers in the blink of an eye.

The elven city was plunged into great chaos.

"Pooh!"

Quanshu spat out a mouthful of dust; with Latias's protection, he and Ziyu were safe and sound.

Mewtwo in the air has launched a fierce attack, and Mew seems to be handling it with ease.

"I'm sorry, the situation has changed."

"Whether that guy is trying to prove that the clone is better than the original, or he killed the original and is the original, it's not safe here anymore."

"We need to evacuate as soon as possible."

Before Quanshu could finish speaking, another shockwave struck the building beneath his feet.

The harsh sounds of steel bars snapping and concrete exploding filled the air as the rooftop beneath his feet began to tilt.

The building was cut in half; the skyscraper is about to collapse.

There are still many Pokémon that couldn't take refuge in the streets below the city center.

"Latias!"

Keystone and Superstone simultaneously radiate magnificent light.

Losing her balance, Ziyu frantically grabbed the Poké Ball from her waist. Just as she was about to fall off the tilted rooftop, she closed her eyes.

The expected feeling of falling did not come.

A pair of strong, powerful arms embraced her, and despite feeling weightless, she was actually rising.

Izumi, riding on Latias, caught the falling Ziyu.

The first time she was carried in a princess carry, the strong masculine scent made her cheeks blush slightly.

"I can fight too."

Zi Yu quickly released the only flying wind sprite from her waist.

Latias was ridiculously fast; while holding Zapdos, it could use its psychic powers to teleport away Pokémon that were about to be hit by falling rocks.

The Pokémon that were a little further away noticed that a battle was taking place and immediately scattered and fled.

Thanks to their physical abilities far exceeding those of humans, they are less likely to encounter sudden dangers.

But they couldn't withstand the fierce battle between Mewtwo and Mew in Pokémon City.

The two spiritual forces clashed, and Dream couldn't understand why He would suddenly attack, even though they possessed similar powers.

For the first time in its life, Mewtwo unleashed its power and savagery without restraint, smashing out ball after ball of light.

"I am better than you!"

The two beams of light collided repeatedly in the elven city, crushing everything around them.

Smoke and dust billowed, and flames raged.

The power outage caused the city lights to go out intermittently, and the cries of Pokémon could be heard everywhere.

Zi Yu released four or five spirits from the ground.

"Go help the Pokémon trapped under the rubble!"

Humans were in great danger in this environment, so Izumi pulled her onto Latias, close to the eye of the storm.

Stop...

Dream gazes down at the paralyzed city below, filled with sorrow. He has already spent a happy and not lonely time here.

"I won't stop until a winner is decided."

Mewtwo was exhausted from the intense battle; it exerted all its strength in every attack, yet its opponent always managed to cope.

A terrible truth was laid before Him: a copy is never as good as the original.

He opened his mouth and let out a beast-like roar.

Despite Mew's attempts to take the battle away from the city, it was repeatedly thwarted by the enraged Mewtwo.

"Boom boom boom——"

Every collision felt like an apocalyptic wail to the Pokémon on the ground.

As the battle progressed, Mewtwo realized that Psychic Break was no longer an effective method, so it resorted to various other tactics.

Yellow sandstorms, a towering red sun, and torrential rain—these three weather conditions appear and disappear intermittently.

He can easily use melee attacks, ranged attacks, and moves with various attributes.

Dream had no choice but to fight back.

It has more moves than Mewtwo, and its attacks are more unpredictable and capricious.

Mewtwo quickly fell below.

He coughed up a mouthful of blood after being hit.

He was blocked by "mental noise" and unable to heal his injuries through "self-regeneration".

But the next second it sticks on like a plaster.

Time and time again, it seems like it can never be killed or broken.

...

"Lost..."

Mewtwo was badly injured, with swollen upper eyelids partially obscuring its vision. Despite its best efforts, it was still unable to defeat the enemy.

Even Dream was panting, gazing at Him with sorrow and confusion.

【why? 】

"There's no why. You're not a copy, you wouldn't understand."

Mewtwo gritted its teeth and unleashed its last, noticeably weakened Psychic Shot, which was unsurprisingly blocked.

He no longer had the strength to fly, collapsing onto the ruins, his purple eyes ashen: "Do it, kill me."

What's the point of a replica if it can't beat the genuine product?

"Miu!"

Dream shook her head.

"Even if you don't kill me, I will come back to you after I recover from my injuries. There can only be one dream in this world."

Mewtwo has no fear of death; it simply gazes at everything with hatred through its violent eyes.

“miu——”

Dream, dragging its weary body, flew into the night.

Mistakenly believing that being ignored and disdained by the genuine product only exacerbated its pain, Mewtwo's chest heaved violently as it coughed.

If He won't do it, then I will.

Deoxys confirmed that the opponent was on the verge of death and revealed himself.

It was almost torn apart by the Sky Dragon. It had no good feelings towards the legendary Pokémon of this land, and Mewtwo even kidnapped it, so it was clear that it had no good intentions.

Deoxys in its Meteorite form cannot unleash its full power, but it is enough to kill a exhausted Mewtwo.

Deoxys's body ignited with a red glow.

"A spiritual leap forward!"

The crimson light magnified in his vision, and Mewtwo ceased to move, calmly facing death.

"Hold on!"

The moment the light descended, Latias raised a white shield.

Little Meteor stopped moving when it saw the figure on Latias's back.

"Damn it, control of my body!"

Deoxys cursed inwardly; it only had the power to strike once, and at the crucial moment, it was recalled by the little meteor.

"Hmph, I won't make a move."

It grumbled and swore, its outstretched feet retracting into its core.

Spring Tree?

Mewtwo was surprised; he shouldn't have had any reason to save him, but it didn't matter anyway.

He has lost all meaning in life because he can't beat the genuine article.

Seeing Mewtwo lying limp on the ground, its face ashen, Izumi was furious.

He pulled up the limp Mewtwo and sneered, "Do you think death is the end of life?"

"I can not understand what you say."

Mewtwo closed its dark eyes and stopped listening to him.