“If it really requires waiting ten years, then I’ll just e ba ten years,” Julian said seriously, looking straight at Celebi, making it clear he meant what he was saying.
The thought of him being waiting here for a decade was almost terrifying.
By that time, it wouldn’t just be the sealed Pokémon inside—Julian himself might up Celebi.
Unaware of Julian’s ihoughts, Celebi pyfully tried to per his head but romptly grabbed by the back of its neck.
"Believe it or not I make you cry” Julian said, raising his fist.
Celebi: “Actually, you don’t have to wait ten years.”
“Oh? If that’s the case, why didn’t you say so earlier? How I avoid waiting ten years?”
Celebi: “Just break the seal yourself.”
It poi the half-meter-tall rock.
“How do I break it?” Julian asked subsciously.
Celebi: “Like this”
With that, Celebi balled its tiny hand into a fist and puhe rock.
Crack! Crack!
The rock, already two-thirds cracked, began breaking apart at an arming rate. What had been faintly visible bck mist now became fully tangible, swirling out in thick plumes.
In the blink of an eye, rge amounts of bck mist poured out from the ever-widening cracks in the rock, which finally shattered pletely into a pile of rubble.
Celebi: “There, it’s done.”
Julian was frozen stiff, staring at Celebi, which hovered o him with an eager, proud expression.
'Has this Pokémon, alive for over a hundred years, not developed a single braincell?'
“You just broke it like that, and it was so easy! So what if any random Pokémon happeo stumble in here? Wouldn’t they be able to break it too?” Julian demanded, his expression sour.
Celebi shook its head and expihe area within a kilometer of the rock was already devoid of life, so no Pokémon would wander in, and since Celebi had created the seal, only it could break it.
Celebi: “It’s ing out.”
With that, it dove straight into Julian’s clothes.
The bck mist, instead of spreading out, began to verge in one pce. Meanwhile, the shattered rock had turned into a heap of debris.
Oddly enough, the surrounding temperature started to rise.
Looking down at Celebi hiding in his clothes, Julian’s mouth twitched slightly.
“What kind of Pokémon is this thing, anyway? You still haven’t told me.”
Celebi: “I didn’t?”
“No, you only said its strength was around the peak of Elite level,” Julian said.
Celebi: “-Oh-... I fot.”
Celebi’s small face sched up in thought as it tried to remember, only to shake its head.
Celebi: “It’s been over a hundred years. Isn’t fetting normal?”
This excuse was well-prepared, and Julian couldn’t find a good way tue against it.
Always bringing up 'over a hundred years ago' and casually dismissing ten years as a nap—what a flex. Living long really 'is' something to be proud of, huh?
Celebi: “It’s ing.”
Where the sealed roce stood, a one about a meter tall slowly rose into view. Its surface was marked with three evenly distributed cracks, glowing with an intense purple light.
At the top of the stone, oher side of the uppermost crack, were two thumb-sized circur dots, resembling a pair of eyes.
These dots also glowed purple.
“This is a Odd Keystone,” Julian muttered.
The distinctive three cracks and the eerie “eyes” quickly clued him in on what this stone was.
As the Odd Keystone emerged, the surrounding bck mist seemed to have found its master, verging onto the stone and ing around it like a shroud.
When the mist and the Odd Keystone merged, a surge of siing, hateful, and overwhelmingly powerful energy erupted from it, and Julian's plexion ged.
He shouted at Celebi, who was hiding in his clothes: “This is what you call ‘peak Elite’?!!”
Celebi: “If it stayed sealed for aen years, 'then' its strength would be at the peak of Elite level. But since you were in such a hurry and couldn’t wait that long, I broke the seal early. That way, it didn’t have to keep draining its strength against the seal.”
Pokemon: Spiritomb (Ghost/Dark)
Level: 83 (96)
Potential: Purple
Ability: Pressure
Held Item: None
Gender: Male
Moves: Night Shade, fuse Ray, Shadow Sneak, Spite, Paybaasty Plot, Hex, Memento, Curse, Sucker Punch, Shadow Ball, Dark Pulse, Hypnosis, Dream Eater
TMs: None
Egg Moves: Will-O-Wisp, Nightmare, Psychic, Grudge, Pain Split
Notes: A Pokémon brimming with endless hatred and grudges. Its Ghost-type moves are boosted by 30%.
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'A f*ing pseudo-Champion', Julia the Celebi hiding in his clothes. 'This little pest, why ’t it just expin things clearly for once?'
The bck mist began to form features resembling a mouth and eyes. Within the swirling darkness, Julian could faintly see tless souls writhing in agony, their cries eg in his mind.
Spiritomb wasn’t a mythical endary Pokémon.
It was just an ordinary Pokémon—but its rarity was on par with mythical and legendary Pokémon.
This was because the ditions for Spiritomb’s creation were unbelievably harsh.
Legends said that a Spiritomb was formed by the union of 108 souls. The bance of good and evil among these souls determihe Pokémon’s alig.
If the majority of the souls were malevolent, the Spiritomb would bee a vessel of evil.
A darkened Spiritomb was ten times more dangerous than a purified one.
Fifty years ago, a corrupted Spiritomb appeared in the Pyramid Kingdom. Despite having mid-Elite strength, it mao kill a peak pseudo-Champion-level trainer and seven ht Elite trainers.
Its power was truly unreasonable.
The Spiritomb in front of Julian was at the early pseudo-Champion stage, but its actual strength might rival a mid-pseudo-Champion. Additionally, its Ghost-type moves had a 30% power boost.
Julian had initially thought this boost was some unique ability of his own. Now he realized that he had beeirely mistaken.
Having been sealed for over a tury, Spiritomb unleashed its endless fury, wearing an expression of twisted satisfa.
After all, being fined underground in utter darkness for so long made the fresh air above ground seem heavenly.
“Cel~”
While Spiritomb was enjoying the open air, Celebi let out a soft cry.
Celebi: “Has this guy goupid from being locked up for too long?”
Spiritomb, engrossed in enjoying the world outside, had not even noticed Julian and Drago seemed preoccupied with thoughts of dev thousands of souls to satisfy its hunger.
Then, out of nowhere, it heard a voice. The voice wasn’t loud, but it was crystal clear, carrying a sense of familiarity.
Spiritomb turoward the source of the sound and saw a familiar figure.
Celebi: “Yoo! Long time no see!”
Celebi waved at it with a friendly, almost brotherly expression.
Spiritomb, however, was flooded with memories of being sealed by Celebi.
It recalled how Celebi had borrowed the power of aire forest to trap it underground, leaving it to rot iernal darkness for over a tury.
Its strength had fallen from Champion level to its current pseudo-Champion state.
The thought of those endless, miserable years made its body tremble with rage.
The iy of Spiritomb's aura was so overwhelming that Julian could barely breathe.
Celebi: “You’re trembling. Are you cold?”
Julian: “Shut up!”
Spiritomb: “I’M GOING TO KILL YOU!”
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