07-26-2017, 12:52 PM
He spoke to me, but I could not speak to him. His cheeky white smile seemed all knowing. It was almost as if he knew that I would find my way back to him. Could he see the questions in my eyes? In my mind? Certainly not. Even if he proclaim himself God, there was no way he would see through my resolve.
My tone is not meant in disgrace, even so. This ‘Omni’ has pulled me out of a gruesome fate that slaved my morals for too long. He is no longer in control of my will. Never again will I break the bond between master and Pokémon like I have done countless times in Sinnoh.
When Omni’s speech finished, something he seemingly has repeated to many others before myself, I am placed in a white box. A giant white box. In fact, it dangerously rivals the appearance of the inside of her Pokéball. Blankness. The only difference I can see beyond my Pokéball is a white structure shaped like one and the obscure, translucent lights off in the distance. This world is odd, I thought. Everything feels real, yet it seems so fake and faux.
“What are you doing outside your Pokéball?” His voice called out behind me. I turn around to see the familiar green hair and Team Galactic outfit that they all wore. He must have somehow been drawn into the Omniverse with her. “Get back in there.”
He raises the Pokéball in my direction and I submit, but I can't help but feel...defiant? Even though the red light reaches out to me, it shatters down the middle and dissipates upon touch. Needless to say I am easily dumbfounded. The Pokéball should have accepted me, but it rejected me.
“What the-?” The human stammers examining the red and white ball that is my home, yet my prison. “Stupid thing must be broken. Whatever, come on Gardevoir. Wherever we are, our goals don't change.”
As he says this, I can't help but feel...indifferent about his commands. It seems almost as if I have some will to deny my trainer.
“Come on you dultz.” He says to me in his authoritative voice, one I yearn to cease for the rest of the eternity. We begin casually walk around the thinned crowd towards one of the translucent lights at, what I assume, is the edge of the white expanse.
My tone is not meant in disgrace, even so. This ‘Omni’ has pulled me out of a gruesome fate that slaved my morals for too long. He is no longer in control of my will. Never again will I break the bond between master and Pokémon like I have done countless times in Sinnoh.
When Omni’s speech finished, something he seemingly has repeated to many others before myself, I am placed in a white box. A giant white box. In fact, it dangerously rivals the appearance of the inside of her Pokéball. Blankness. The only difference I can see beyond my Pokéball is a white structure shaped like one and the obscure, translucent lights off in the distance. This world is odd, I thought. Everything feels real, yet it seems so fake and faux.
“What are you doing outside your Pokéball?” His voice called out behind me. I turn around to see the familiar green hair and Team Galactic outfit that they all wore. He must have somehow been drawn into the Omniverse with her. “Get back in there.”
He raises the Pokéball in my direction and I submit, but I can't help but feel...defiant? Even though the red light reaches out to me, it shatters down the middle and dissipates upon touch. Needless to say I am easily dumbfounded. The Pokéball should have accepted me, but it rejected me.
“What the-?” The human stammers examining the red and white ball that is my home, yet my prison. “Stupid thing must be broken. Whatever, come on Gardevoir. Wherever we are, our goals don't change.”
As he says this, I can't help but feel...indifferent about his commands. It seems almost as if I have some will to deny my trainer.
“Come on you dultz.” He says to me in his authoritative voice, one I yearn to cease for the rest of the eternity. We begin casually walk around the thinned crowd towards one of the translucent lights at, what I assume, is the edge of the white expanse.
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