[Game] Lord Windos' PokeRole Adventure: Celadon City Vandel

[Lord Windos]

Mew gets really close to your face again after your first train of thought departed, tilting their face this way and that as it took another look into your mind, before smiling to themselves. A thought popped into your head, which felt...pleased, for the lack of a better term: A heart neither black nor white, but not quite grey either. Evil is but a force you serve and tool to be used, but you are not without gentleness in your action, nor are you completely merciless to those you challenge. A great passion to fulfill a lofty goal, to repay kindness with kindness, spite with spite... A burdened Dragon, ready to cast of its weights and take to the skies, showing the world its true majesty. Hmm~ , you are very interesting, Reiner _____ (Mew know your character's full name(s), but I don't, so there) , despite you saying otherwise. Maybe that why you could see me. Who knows, though, and I don't really care to the hows of the matter. I enjoy the outcome all the same.

Floating back to a much more comfortable distance, she though over the delimia the Grunt posed to her, before repeating her paw on paw gesture. The solution comes to your mind, with a little 'help' from Mew: I'll set up a Psychic network between you and your Pokémon during the battle, allowing you to communicate with all of them clearly and without confusion nor delay. I won't peek into in, so don't worry about me taking advantage of this boon I offer to you. I want things to be fair between us!...well, as fair as a Legendary going up against regular Pokémon will ever be, really. Better than nothing, though! When you came in to defend your Pokémon's actions, though, something unexpected happens before your eyes: Mew appear quite sad and...troubled.

A oddly quiet though creep up on you, not very cheerful at all: Humanity's research points to that conclusion, yes, but I can never quite believe or stomach such an explanation. Especially since I can't remember whether or not I'm the progenitor of all the common Pokémon on Earth. I'm old, human. Unfathomably old, and my beginnings are so far back and long past that I draw a blank every time I try to piece together what happened in that chaotic time. Perhaps I was but a newborn, and used my powers to bring forth Pokémon on a childish whim. Maybe I had a plan back then, a design of such magnitude and depth that it escapes me to this day, if that is the case. I certainly was not who I am now, or for the past few millennia , though, that is for certain. I don't like thinking I'm the 'Progenitor of Pokemon' or 'The Creationist' , because the fact is that I'm not. The past me was, someone so far removed from who I am now that comparing me to them is just ludicrous, in my opinion. You don't compare an Amnesiac to their former self; it just set bad expectations on them that they can't fulfill .

Mew lets out a tired sigh, with you mimicking them as well. Oh my, the bond between you and the legendary deepens...you are not sure that's a good thing or not in this situation. Quickly though, the divine feline perked back up, not quite as happy as it once was, but no longer depressing you either as a more comfortable inkling comes to you: I understand where yours and theirs thoughts on my status, however, so I won't let my temper lose on you for this. Just treat me like any other Pokémon for now on, ok? I'm just like you, at the very core of things. Don't forget that.