Pokémon the Movie: The Journey of a Slate

"Let's not talk about this for now." Yveltal changed the subject. "Although Arceus didn't tell me where the space that can solve your physical problem is, I still need to confirm your physical condition. Let me go in and take a look."

"Oh, oh." Eslo nodded naturally, then opened his arms, and Yveltal turned into a black stream of light and drilled into the boy's body.

"Sure enough, your body still retains some of the properties of the stone slab. This should be enough..." Yveltal looked around the place where he had been sleeping. It seemed as if Eslo's body was a space of its own. Rich evil energy was floating aimlessly. The breath of the young man made Yveltal feel a warmth of home in his heart.

"Wait, something's not right!" Yveltal's pupils shrank and his tone was full of disbelief.

"What's wrong?" Before Eslo could say anything, Mary beside him asked.

"..." Yveltal looked at the scene in front of him solemnly, with fear and uneasiness in his eyes. He saw that the space in front of Yveltal was distorted unnaturally, and even cracks appeared faintly. When he looked further away, he could find that such a situation appeared in various places in the space inside Eslo's body. Although it was inconspicuous compared with the entire space, it should not be underestimated.

"What's going on? Could the fragility of the soul also affect the body? How is that possible?" Yveltal denied one guess after another in his mind, and said, "I need to check further. It may be painful at first. Xiaoluo, please bear with it."

"Oh." Eslo, who was sitting on the bed, nodded obediently. At the same time, Mary, who was sitting next to him, nervously grabbed his arm.

"..." Yveltal carefully spread out his perception and looked around, while cautiously controlling the surrounding malignant energy to flow slowly in the space, as if trying to find the source.

Time passed by minute by minute, making the girl next to Eslo more and more uneasy. At this moment, Yveltal's voice finally sounded.

"I see..." Yveltal let out a long sigh, but the panic and solemnity in his tone did not diminish in the slightest, as if he was still suppressing something.

After the inspection just now, Yveltal finally found the source of all the problems - the soul, or the soul of Eslo. And the cracks in the space inside Eslo's body that he just saw were not a sign that his body was about to break, but a warning that Eslo's body was about to return to the shape of a stone slab.

Before coming to this world, the Evil Face Slab, which is the predecessor of Eslo, absorbed almost all the evil energy in the universe. This also put some pressure on the slab, but it was not a big deal.

But the problem occurred during the journey through the universe. For some unknown reason, a weak soul was condensed and born in the evil-faced stone tablet. Normally, a soul born in a strong body should also match it, but Eslo seemed to violate this common sense. It was like the soul was abandoned by the body. The soul was extremely weak compared to the body. Yveltal was shocked by this at the time. It can be said that Eslo's birth and survival was a miracle.

The tiny soul of the slate feels the past of the slate, although those fragments of memory are blurry because of the lack of soul. The elves dancing happily, the humans running wantonly... these scenes one after another make the weak soul develop an obsession - an obsession called freedom.

Therefore, the weak soul tried its best to use its tiny power to control this powerful body. It might be a blessing from the universe that was about to be destroyed, or it might be a gift from the world through luck and coincidence. In short, the naturally weak soul succeeded. It created a body that could run and dance freely, and used it to embark on a journey.

But... the soul is weak after all. It is even difficult for Him to fully control the operation and flow of energy in His body. This causes energy that is almost larger than the universe to constantly collide in His body, until finally, the condensed body shatters and returns to its original form, and the fragile soul will most likely be torn apart by the endless energy without leaving any trace.

Yveltal spoke his guess slowly and dejectedly, and at the same time mobilized the energy in his body to wrap up Eslo's soul and body.

"Xiao Luo, you are not allowed to use the power of evil again until the problem of your soul is resolved." Yveltal's tone was calm and strange, and did not allow for any questioning, just like the calm before the storm.

"But..." As soon as Eslo's words came out, he was interrupted by Yveltal.

"That's enough! I told you not to use it, so you are not allowed to use it. Don't you understand what I am saying?" Yveltal's outburst of emotions almost overwhelmed His reason. "Why can't you consider your own body? I can obviously help you do whatever you want, and I can also take away whatever you need. Why do you have to force yourself to do this and that? Why don't you tell me?"

The harsh words had a hint of tears in the end, and Yveltal's neutral voice no longer had the coldness and irritability of the past. This was the first time he got angry with Eslo.

Eslo just opened his mouth but didn't say anything in the end. He knew the general condition of his body, but no matter what happened in Baiyang Town or in the daily energy mobilization, he didn't ask Yveltal for help, even though he knew that as long as he opened his mouth, Yveltal would tear up the agreement between him and Arceus and attack him... This kind of mentality is very strange.

"Even if you don't consider me, you should think about others, right? Absol, Gyroglossum, Umbreon, Marie, Darkto, Daigo... I... we, don't want to leave you. Don't joke with your life, okay? Promise me." Yveltal's tone softened, and Absol and other Pokémon also appeared beside the boy and looked at him worriedly with Marie.

"Okay, I promise you. I'm sorry for making you worry." Eslo gently pulled Mary, Yveltal and a group of elves into his arms. They hugged each other, feeling the real warmth of life.

……

After a long while, Yveltal suddenly broke away from Eslo's embrace, shook his head, looked up and said: "Don't get me wrong, if it wasn't... if it wasn't for me wanting to care about you, I wouldn't bother to care about you!"

Thinking that He was going to say something again, Darkrai, who was about to stop the fight, withdrew his hand in confusion. He felt something strange when he heard Yveltal's words.

Darkrai: No. Only a few hundred years have passed. Has the conversation in the outside world become so crazy?

As if he also felt that his words were a little strange, Yveltal quickly turned into red light and entered the Poké Ball, disappearing on the spot.

After Absol and the others were affectionate with the boy, they jumped out of the window in a group. They needed to become stronger. Although such training would only improve Absol and Ma a little, their main purpose was to protect the safety of the elves, not to train them. Of course, no matter what, the elves around them were in trouble.

Soon, Aislo and Mary were the only ones left in the room.

Aislo looked at the girl's watery eyes and opened his mouth to say something, but the next moment, his lips were blocked by a slender white finger.

"Don't say anything, don't think about anything, just do what you just said." Mary was more serious than ever.

"……it is good."

"sleep."

"sleep."