Ditto doesn't move

It doesn't matter who comes in first place anymore.

After all, it's always the same few people who keep changing.

If the life of a retired trainer is dull and monotonous, then for champions, this dullness and monotony is ten or even nine times greater!

Becoming a champion is equivalent to retiring and enjoying a comfortable retirement.

This isn't just a joke between the champions; it's a true reflection of their lives.

Apart from a few familiar old rivals, looking around, there was not a single person who could be called a formidable opponent.

Everyday life consists of: an incident happening here, a problem needing to be solved there, putting out a fire here today, and going to provide support somewhere else tomorrow.

Rather than calling him the champion of the league, he is more like a senior firefighter in the league.

So, no surprises.

Even though Meloetta was already within reach, the Sinnoh champion immediately commanded his ace to change direction.

Anyone can communicate with Pokémon, but I haven't encountered a worthy opponent in years!

"Come on, let me see who the challenger really is..."

As she landed in Karawei Bay with great anticipation, Sister Cabbage's curious mutterings hadn't even finished when she immediately witnessed an unexpected scene.

The duck-billed fire beast burst into flames that shot into the sky, and floating to the side...

Meloetta?!

Eh? ? ?

But the communication feedback said that Meloyetta is on Pony Island.

After a moment's thought, using her amazing trainer's thought process, Sister Cabbage immediately came to a startling conclusion:

—The Ether Foundation is indeed problematic.

What's truly awe-inspiring is this woman's terrifying intuition; though the reasons are flawed and the reasoning absurd, the result... is absolutely correct!

Unfortunately, even the Martial God Xia Ming couldn't guess what others were thinking out of thin air. He dispelled Sister Cabbage's suspicions about the Ether Foundation with just one opening remark:

"You must be the representative sent by the Alliance. What, are you so surprised by my supreme demeanor that you can't speak?"

Using its innate control over its voice, the small, green humanoid emitted a shout expressed in human language.

It was at this moment that the trainer's amazing thought process gave Cynthia a new answer.

So that's how it is!

The principle of regression: Meloetta is the emperor!

Upon arriving at the answer, the Sinnoh champion felt a surge of awe and regret.

Why? What on earth is wrong?

Meloetta has been a mythical Pokémon passed down through generations in the Sinnoh region since ancient times.

Cynthia had seen the Meloetta that was native to Sinnoh.

She was a very gentle, innocent, and kind child.

Because her singing could break the seal on the underwater temple that symbolized the power of nature, she was constantly pursued and fought over by the world, and eventually chose to live in seclusion with those who protected her.

But the one in front of us:

With an imposing presence and a deep mind (referring to the persona as a spokesperson), every gesture exudes a sense of conviction that seems disproportionate to her petite frame.

Based on her past experiences with Pokémon-related harm, Cynthia almost instantly conjured up countless scenarios in her mind about Meloetta turning to the dark side due to human stupidity.

Even the desire to fight faded considerably due to this sense of guilt.

Yes, guilt.

As the Sinnoh Champion, Cynthia has witnessed far too many instances of humans angering legendary Pokémon due to their foolishness.

To say nothing of the distant past, in the Carlos region, Team Flare angered Xerneas and Yveltal in their attempt to collect Zygarde.

"Listen to me, Meloetta!"

Seemingly to prove her sincerity, Cynthia spread her hands and said earnestly:

"Although I don't know what kind of suffering you've endured, please believe me, not all humans are equally wicked! Please calm down and have a proper talk with us, okay?"

Appeared!

Faced with the Emperor in Meloetta form, Trainer Cynthia attempts to use her words of bond and love to attack him!

However, a forgotten memory of hers has already proven one thing:

The Emperor is not swayed by empty words!

While not as infectious as the little idiot's, Cynthia's genuine emotions were likely enough to move the real Meloetta, causing her to linger for a moment.

If Xia Ming were the Martial God, could he change into a shirt and skirt?

"Hehe~ Hahahaha! You must be joking right now, right?"

He let out a disdainful sneer, offering no further explanation or waiting for Cynthia's reaction.

The Magmar, which had been silent for a long time, unleashed an eerie purple flame, forming a solid barrier that separated it from the ace Garchomp.

"Poor Cynthia, your biggest flaw is your excessive curiosity. Didn't I tell you that already?"

"Let me help you recall the fears you've forgotten."

Cold sweat poured out at that moment, and fear compelled Sister Cabbage to instinctively scream:

"NO! You...you can't...you f***ing can't!"

“No is no use!”

Meloeta's body has begun to melt.

Volume Two: The Grand Alliance Chapter 133 The Duckbill Firebeast's Own Opinion

Terrifying! Absolutely terrifying!

For Cynthia, it was a scene that, once witnessed, would become a lifelong nightmare.

Ordinary women would faint from fright at the mere sight of hairy creatures like spiders or snakes, or from the sight of a snake's tongue sticking out.

Those with a little tolerance will begin to fear outdated human models, overly realistic sculptures, or anything that can cause the uncanny valley effect.

Even medical students with stronger psychological resilience will vomit violently when they first dissect a frog, seeing the flesh and veins clearly visible.

But if it were a human or a human teacher...

It's no wonder that coroners are such a rare profession.

A living, breathing human being was disintegrated right before her eyes, as if splashed with a solution a thousand times more concentrated than the concentration of the "dumb flower" (a type of poison).

From the skin to the muscles, and even the smiling expression, everything melted and drooped like a candle.

How could Cynthia not be afraid of such a scenario?!

How could I not be afraid?!

Fortunately, this time Xia Ming, the Martial God, did not deliberately prolong the transformation time to intimidate her; he simply canceled the form and quickly reverted to Meloetta's form.

But that was enough. Enough to make Cynthia tremble all over, her hands and feet turn ice cold, and she break out in a cold sweat all over her body in the sweltering heat, so much so that she could barely hold onto the Poké Ball.

Even after seeing the Emperor's pale purple form and understanding that it was Ditto's transformation move, the shadow in his heart still could not be erased.

"How pitiful."

The petite and adorable Meloeta floated gently to her side, looking down at her from above.

"Last time, I was really curious about why a single transformation could scare you to this extent."

"Later, I finally figured out the reason."

"In this world, the death of a human or a Pokémon is the greatest taboo."

"I even went to the police station to look up some information about it."

"Sure enough, although cemeteries exist in every region, professions that deal with death are generally kept under a very high level of secrecy."

"Hmph, although I can understand the adults' thoughts, after all, even adults are afraid of this thing. Exposing children to these things too early will only shatter their beautiful childhood and dreams."

"But humans are curious creatures, and excessive concealment and prohibition can actually have a very negative effect."

"Especially for adults who can only imagine the shape of death, this fear is amplified infinitely."

"What you fear is not me, but death itself."

"How are you feeling now? How are you feeling, Sister Cabbage~"

Her legs had already gone weak without her realizing it, and Cynthia, who was slumped on the ground, slowly raised her head to look at the other person.

I have come to a profound understanding that curiosity can kill, and I have also come to a profound understanding that the truth is a painful blade piercing the heart.

But this person, no, this Pokémon...

Is he... is he the devil?

Although he was stating the truth, knowing I was afraid, he still tried to pique my curiosity and get me to explore those forbidden taboos:

The best way to overcome fear is to face it.

The fear of death stems from its unimaginability; to overcome this fear, one must visualize it clearly in one's mind.

To find the truth called death hidden beneath beauty and peace, but that means following your curiosity to explore more scenes of death.

The more you fear something, the more curious you become; the more curious you are, the more you fear something else.

There is absolutely no time left to think about anything else.

Right now, Cynthia is like a corporate slave who wants to quit but is terrified of not being able to find another job—she's going through a crazy mental breakdown!

…………

Garchomp couldn't understand.

As the champion ace Pokémon, it had already sensed that its trainer was afraid and trembling.

Such memories are so distant, so distant that they can be traced back to more than a decade ago, when it was still young and embarked on a journey with her.

Although she couldn't believe that her invincible master would show such a helpless expression like a little girl, as a Pokémon of the same mind and body, how could Lingmeng not stand up to help at this moment?

Break through this mere barrier formed of flames!

Dragon Claw!!!

What blocked it was also flames.

The eerie purple flames that formed a vortex, carrying a strange and terrifying twisting spiral force, blocked Garchomp's attack.

Garchomp cannot understand, but Magmar can.

To my shame, there were only three Heavenly Kings at the beginning.

The Mosquito Frog was the first to follow the Emperor, followed by the two Lycanroc brothers.

In that Pokémon-organized dojo, the original Magmar was just an ordinary member among the many Pokémon who listened to the Emperor's grand dream.

According to its original destiny, it should have lost to Ash's Rockruff in the battle, prompting the opponent to learn a new move.

But as mentioned before, Pokémon are indeed a very magical kind of life.

Mingming lives a carefree life in the wild, relying on instinct and a pure heart to do what he wants.

However, once a Pokémon forms a partnership with a human, even if the partner is not a skilled trainer, its mental development will experience a leap forward after quickly becoming familiar with the environment.

The Pokémon at the power plant will go on strike, the Pokémon kept as pets will help their owners take care of babies, and the high-precision instruments that humans cannot operate are also managed by Pokémon.

What makes the pyropod stand out is probably its innate intelligence.

But as the old saying goes, life's troubles begin with learning to read.

They acquired the emperor's extraordinary wisdom, but lacked the corresponding vision and experience.

Like all Fire-type Pokémon, Magmar used to revel in unleashing its innate flames.

He has a bad temper and can unleash boundless heat from his body at the slightest provocation. Then, as he watches his opponent fall to the ground covered in burns, he bursts into laughter.

Until one day, the duckbill firebeast saw one of its own kind.