This is getting tiring...

[giveme_yourmeteors]

Mun, you tire and bore me with your poor excuse for a use for me. I am supposed to be conquering Sinnoh and you have helped me by doing....

NOTHING!

Why don't you actually send me somewhere where I can forge together my great plans and turn the world to zero. As it rightly should be. [Mwhahahaha!] My poor excuses of commander are no where to be seen. I sent them to the Lakes to find the meteors and hope they've actually done something. [Jupiter usually does what she's told. Saturn can be arrogant by he IS reliable. Mars, well she's rather hot-headed.]

So mun? Are you listening? Because you'd better be. I don't even need that Cynthia getting in my way either. Sort yourself out, mun. Send me places.

Comments

[g3_jupiter]

Nothing, Master Cyrus?

[... Are you sure >_> ]

[giveme_yourmeteors]

Jupiter. Nothing. My mun does nothing.

[will_be_god]

...Strange. You bear my visage and yet you laugh. Perhaps you have forgotten what drives me.

Not merely Sinnoh, as well. The ultimate plan...no, Sinnoh is simply a beginning. To begin the end and forge a new beginning...yes, that is what I seek.

We, all in the world, are alone, and must take what we need to survive. You ought to remember that if you are to act as me.

[giveme_yourmeteors]

No, I have not forgotten. [How strange. Another him.]

Sinnoh is the start of the chain of events which will unfold. The whole world is what I plan on resetting. A new beginning. [He noddd.]

Of course I know that.

[will_be_god]

Yet you speak of ruling Sinnoh.

You claim such, yet you laugh openly. You are impatient openly. Such things are the bastions of incomplete minds.

[giveme_yourmeteors]

Incomplete? Nothing I ever do is incomplete. I think everyting through thorougly. Who are you to challenge me and my ideals? [Imposter.]

[will_be_god]

I have existed in this space for far longer than anyone ought. I have seen many others bearing my face, claiming my name, my ideals.

They are different in strange ways. One had taken the Champion as a mate. One had been whisked away by a demon. One had sought to reconcile with his sole living relative.

...There have been others as well. A child, knowing little of the world, claiming to have befriended one of me. Many variants on that trainer, all with different words on me. One claimed to have witnessed my death. One claimed to be my daughter. All such foolishness...


Yet their words lended themselves to a single direction. One of unwavering devotion to that singular cause. One of stoicism, of strictness, of overwhelming ideals.