Pokémon the Movie: The Journey of a Slate

"Pfft..."

A crisp sound of someone falling into the water was heard, and a black shadow quickly emerged from the water, then adjusted its body and sat on the ground.

"Failed again..." An ethereal and pure voice sounded, and the young man's black eyes drooped slightly, looking a little distressed.

The wet hair stuck to Eslo's fair cheeks, and water droplets occasionally slid down along the gentle curve to the boy's jaw, and finally dripped onto the ground.

[You're the one who insisted on doing something fancy. You still want to stand there and surf? What are you thinking?] Yveltal, who had shrunk in size, made a ruthless complaint, but he was still quite honest in his actions and dried Eslo's body.

Just now, Yaxuan seemed to have gone to prepare lunch, and naturally Yveltal was in charge here.

"Hehe, this is just a sudden idea~" Aislo smiled awkwardly, then quickly stood up, his gaze fixed on the soft clouds in the sky. Under the warm sunshine, his black eyes were filled with anticipation.

[…You’re not still thinking about flying, are you? In my impression, no living creature can fly through the power of waveguide.] Yveltal understood Eslo’s thoughts, and He didn’t quite understand his yearning for the sky.

Even if there is, after seeing you, it will probably turn into stone before it can even fly, right?

Aisiluo's eyes turned into standard half-moon eyes, but he didn't say it out loud. "Just because they can't do it doesn't mean I can't do it. Maybe I will be the first one."

[Okay...] Yveltal smiled gently. He knew the other party very well and knew how stubborn the boy was. It was meaningless to persuade him. It would be better to just let the situation develop as it is. Who knows, he might really bring them a surprise.

The man and the god suddenly fell into silence. Neither of them spoke first. They just stared at the endless ocean together.

Such tranquility and personal companionship have not appeared between them for a long time. Just simply basking in the sunshine and feeling the gentle sea breeze, the peaceful daily life always seems so beautiful.

【Life... Life. 】

At a certain moment, there seemed to be something extra in Yveltal's eyes.

Birds, fish, the ocean, the sun, and the people around me...

[Is this the world you want to protect at the cost of your life? Xerneas...]

Inexplicable memories began to echo, and Yveltal's eyes became hazy.

When the universe once perished, he received the greatest gift in his life. This last gift from the universe also allowed him to escape successfully.

Before leaving his homeland that had been dormant for tens of millions of years, Yveltal once looked back hastily.

He saw the three sacred figures emitting terrifying power and fighting with all their might, he saw the huge and majestic giants standing proudly in the world, he saw the shattered sky and collapsed land, and... the giant green tree that was determined to protect the tranquility even if it burned out its life, strength and even everything.

At that moment of gaze, Yveltal Moming also felt the gaze of the giant tree. That glance seemed to transcend time and space, bringing him back to the memories of the struggles of the past thousands of years.

The emotions contained in that brief gaze were complex and contradictory: hatred, relief, reluctance... and farewell.

Xerneas...you bastard are really haunting me.

The calm curse without any anger was silent, but it echoed deep in Yveltal's heart.

Did they ever hate each other? Perhaps, the long time had made them forget too much, and they had even become accustomed to each other's existence.

And now, an inexplicable feeling flowed in Yveltal's heart. He turned his head to look at the young man beside him, and happened to meet those black eyes. The owner of the eyes had already noticed that something was wrong with his mood and was revealing full of worry.

I seem to suddenly understand why you have been unwilling to let me wake up, Xerneas.

You have attachment too, right?

Whether it is life, nature or order, you love this world as much as I do now.

It's really... boring.

Yveltal suddenly burst out laughing, stretched out his broad tail feathers and hugged Eslo's slender waist, not forgetting to gently pat the boy's shoulders and back with his wings.

The accumulated emptiness and confusion in his heart disturbed Yveltal's mind at this moment. He looked at his reborn body, then looked at the androgynous boy in his arms, and finally looked at the sun hanging in the sky.

Xerneas, my old "friend", I will take a good look at this world for you.

"..." Eslo did not speak for a long time, but just gently reached out and stroked Yveltal's back, because at this moment, he could hardly feel what the other person was thinking.

Since coming to this world, an inexplicable connection has connected Eslo and Yveltal. Through this connection, they can feel each other's inner fluctuations, and also feel the proof of their existence in this world.

But this connection is now invalid, which makes Eslo dare not act rashly, but she is not overly panicked, because she can vaguely feel that the changes in Yveltal's heart do not seem to be a bad thing.

……

[Growing up...] On a high slope not far away, Darkrai stood there quietly, the sunlight reflected in his ice-blue eyes, and the two hugging figures could be vaguely seen through his eyes.

How similar is Yveltal at this moment to who he was in the past. Wasn't he also in such a complicated mood when he just lost Alicia?

But the difference is that the other party has another extremely important existence to accompany him, while Darkrai probably only has that Pokémon Garden.

【Um? 】

At this moment, the sudden feeling of being monitored made Darkrai raise his head instantly, with a fierce light in his eyes. At this moment, terrifying power condensed in the black body, and it seemed that Darkrai could turn into a man-eating beast in the next second.

As if sensing the horrific crisis, the mysterious gaze disappeared as if it had never appeared.

Darkrai's figure slowly floated up, but stopped the next moment because he noticed that Ypel did not move at all from beginning to end, and seemed not to care about the peeping at all.

[……] After hesitating for a moment, Darkrai finally returned to his original position, but he seemed to be more alert.

That brief contact allowed him to feel that the peeper, or the elf, was only slightly weaker than him, but much stronger than the Rock Flower Monster, a fighting legend who was forcibly stacked up through his soul.

[Who could it be?] Darkrai fell into deep thought.