Mewtwo's Mega Evolution?

First Generation Mewtwo floated towards where Aisha and Mew were, and finally, landed on top of the sizable reef.

'Yo, first-born here?'

Mew noticed First Generation Mewtwo and greeted it with an oily voice, saying, 'Hello~ I'm Mew, and by rights I should be your mother.'

First Generation Mewtwo ignored Mew's words.

Mew: "..."

Mew's blood pressure went up as it watched First Generation Mewtwo ignore itself for a moment and walk straight past.

For a moment, it really wanted to teach this child who didn't know how to respect its elders a lesson.

However, after thinking about the time when First Generation Mewtwo was born, as well as its battle records, Mew shamefully wimped out.

This guy was different from Second Generation Mewtwo.

The latter had only been born less than a few months ago, and although its talent was excellent, he hadn't had enough time to convert its talent into strength.

First Generation Mewtwo was different...

Several years had passed since its birth.

These few years have been enough for First Generation Mewtwo to fully utilize its potential.

Now, it was the First-level Legendary Pokémon with Psychic attributes...

Mew's strength wasn't weak, and in normal times, it definitely wouldn't be able to defeat First Generation Mewtwo.

However, who let it just accompany Second Generation Mewtwo to play around for so long, its physical strength has already been depleted quite a lot.

If it were to clash with First Generation Mewtwo now, it might not end well.

That's right, playing around...

From Mew's point of view, the battle just now was completely a playful game with a bear child.

Second Generation Mewtwo's mind was about the same age as its own, and it was a seemingly mature but a bear child.

It doesn't like Mew, so it wants to prove to others that it's not weaker than Mew.

It liked Aisha, so it wanted to prove to Aisha that it was superior.

Aisha also realized this problem, so when Giovanni appeared, Aisha took the initiative to step forward and help it block Giovanni.

It also bought it time to fight Mew.

Mew was reluctant, but, looking at Aisha's face, it still cooperated with Second Generation Mewtwo in a battle.

In this battle, Second Generation Mewtwo could be said to have fought with all its might.

It had utilized its advantage in brute strength to the fullest, and again, it had found a way to use psychic power to assist itself in battle.

Even in the midst of battle, Second Generation Mewtwo's strength was rapidly progressing.

Of course, old ginger is still spicy.

Your mom will always be your mom.

Even if Second Generation Mewtwo's talent was exceptional and its speed of progress was incredibly fast, in the end, it was still no match for Mew.

The result of the battle was also presented today.

Second Generation Mewtwo was exhausted after delivering the last blow.

After receiving Second Generation Mewtwo's full-force punch with its face, Mew still had the heart to chat with someone.

The difference, at a glance.

However... Both Mew and Aisha also knew that it was only because Second Generation Mewtwo was too young.

If given enough time, as well as the conditions to learn, this guy's future strength would definitely not be weaker than Mew.

As for whether or not it could be stronger than First Generation Mewtwo, that would depend on its own creation.

'Tsk~'

Smacking its lips a bit, Mew stared at First Generation Mewtwo's back and turned its head away in disinterest.

It didn't know why, but it was clear that these two Mewtwo were all Pokémon created with its own genes.

However, both Second Generation Mewtwo and First Generation Mewtwo were treating themselves in a bad or even harsh manner.

It was as if they had done something unforgivable.

On the contrary, Aisha was welcomed by them...

'Really.'

Mew sighed and flew up into the sky.

It was distracting to watch, so I might as well stay away.

"Ru~"

Before leaving, Ralts call caught Mew's attention.

Mew looked over and frowned.

'You're a lucky girl, you must have received a lot of favors by following that kid.' With a single glance, Mew was able to tell that Ralts was carrying the aura of another Phantom Pokémon.

It probably guessed the identity of that Mythical Pokémon.

Thus, Mew sighed with a sigh and said, 'That child's Pokémon have had the luck of eight lifetimes to meet such an excellent trainer.'

Treating people carefully and treating Pokémon gently.

He is not stingy, but rather overly generous.

And he's so good-looking...

Who could refuse such a trainer?

If it wasn't for Mew's natural love of freedom and lazy personality, it would have wanted to follow Aisha and become his Pokémon.

'Hmm...'

Staring into Ralts' eyes, Mew fell into deep thought.

After a moment, it smiled helplessly, as if it had made up its mind about something.

Afterwards, Mew beckoned toward Ralts and said, 'Come here, girl, since you're a Pokémon hatched by that child's own hands, you're also considered Second Generation Mewtwo's younger sister... uhh, older sister, younger sister, that, never mind!'

Mew shook its head, having a bit of trouble separating Ralts and Second Generation Mewtwo's generations.

'Then I'm rounded up to be your elder.' Mew raised its head in a fervent manner.

"..."

Ralts stared at it with a speechless face and took a few steps back.

This guy really looked like the bad women and human traffickers that Rotom elder had taught him to "stay away from".

'Hey, girl, what's that look?'

Mew looked disgruntled.

The dislike on Ralts' face intensified a bit.

'Why are you still disliked by children...' Mew hung its head and shook it.

'Nah~'

It floated to Ralts' side and said, 'I see that you're rather smooth, much prettier than those two Mewtwo, so I'm giving you a gift.'

"Ru?"

'A gift?'

Ralts looked confused.

'Well, a gift~' said Mew, raising its head proudly once again, saying, 'That Victini guy can give you something nice, so can I. We're all Mythical Pokémon, who's nobler than who?'

"Ru..."

'Miss Victini is much more normal than you look...'

Ralts spat with a helpless face.

'Uh, ahem, that's definitely not true.' Mew changed the subject with a wave of its hand.

Obviously, this guy knew what kind of demeanor it usually had.

However, Mew still detected a hint of anticipation within Ralts' eyes as it looked at itself.

It couldn't help but smile badly... children are still children...

Too easy to trick.

However, since the words had been said, Mew wasn't going to fool around.

It had lived in that Tree of Beginning for hundreds of years, so it must have packed a lot of good things.

In particular, some of the heavenly treasures inside were also tainted with its own psychic power.

For something like this, calling it a secret treasure was not an exaggeration at all.

For Ralts, who was also a Psychic type Pokémon, it was even greater nourishment.

'Here, this is for you.'

"Ru~"

'Father said to say thank you for receiving someone's gift~'

'Hey, what a good kid.'

While Mew was coaxing the little child, First Generation Mewtwo also approached Instructor Ai.

It glanced at Second Generation Mewtwo, who was lying on the ground quite dead, and then glanced at Aisha.

"I've been following you for a long time."

"Uh?"

It froze Aisha, who was still trying to say hello, with this sentence.

What was this?

It had, uh, been watching itself for a long time?

"How long?"

"Almost halfway through Giovanni's Second Generation Mewtwo manufacturing program, my psychic power sensed its psychic power." First Generation Mewtwo glanced at Second Generation Mewtwo, sighed, and had a slightly complicated expression on its face, saying, "At that time, I didn't want to see Team Rocket repeat the same mistake of using life as a prop once again, so I followed its psychic power to Celadon City, I didn't expect to be undermined by that Giovanni guy, who got his hands on my blood, which might be of great help to their subsequent research."

"Hmm..."

Hearing First Generation Mewtwo's words, Aisha was also a bit helpless.

He understood First Generation Mewtwo's thoughts.

First Generation Mewtwo, as the first Mewtwo, was bound to have experienced endless confusion and panic when it was created.

It didn't want Second Generation Mewtwo to go through the same thing, and at the same time, it didn't want the tragedy called "Mewtwo" to happen again in this world.

Therefore, it was angry with Giovanni for restarting the Mewtwo program.

"This child has already been born, and it's not a bad child." Looking at Second Generation Mewtwo, Aisha made a promise to First Generation Mewtwo.

"I promise you that I will watch over it and not let it go astray."

"Good."

First Generation Mewtwo also dryly agreed to Aisha's words.

What kind of person Aisha was, it had tracked it for so long, so it naturally knew.

It could be said that if Aisha was watching over Second Generation Mewtwo, it would really be hard for it to turn bad even if it wanted to.

Rayquaza, understand?

If you don't listen, feed you Draco Meteor.

"So, you were concerned about me after knowing about Team Rocket's plan to create Second Generation Mewtwo, and investigated that I was the source of Second Generation Mewtwo's human genes?"

"Uh, yes..."

Hearing that Aisha had found a good reason for itself, First Generation Mewtwo was decisively borrowing from the situation.

As things stood, it had just chosen to follow Aisha on a whim, and as a result, the more it followed him, the more it got on, and in the end, it looked like a pervert, so it couldn't say anything even if it was killed.

"That's really hard for you."

Aisha shook his head and said, "Those guys from Team Rocket are too capable of finding nothing to do."

"But... good thing, the problem is solved."

"Hmm."

First Generation Mewtwo nodded as well.

For the fact that Second Generation Mewtwo did not become Giovanni's lapdog, but chose to backstab Giovanni instead, it also sincerely felt happy.

Backstabbing was good!

A guy like Giovanni should be backstabbed hard!

Not backstabbing is not a Pokémon!

"But... I have something more important to say to you?"

First Generation Mewtwo pondered for a while before he was still ready to tell Aisha what he was thinking, saying, "Along with the increase in strength, I've come to understand the limits of Pokémon more and more."

"As an artificial Pokémon, I think that I have not wasted the potential and talent that Mew has given me, and proudly, I think that my strength has also increased to a level that the usual Pokémon cannot hope to match, and even some legendary Pokémon are not expected to be my match."

"Hmm."

Aisha nodded.

He did not deny First Generation Mewtwo's words.

This guy's strength was indeed not to be underestimated.

With this kind of strength, placing it inside a First-level Legendary Pokémon was probably not considered to be the bottom of the pile.

When facing some Mythical Pokémon with Second-level Legendary Pokémon, it was even more crushing.

"However, I feel that this is not my limit?"

"Oh?"

Looking at Aisha's interest, First Generation Mewtwo also continued his narration, saying, "After my strength was raised to a bottleneck, I began to notice that there seemed to be other powers sleeping within my body."

"Those were the places I hadn't developed."

"Undeveloped places..." Aisha had a thoughtful look on her face.

"Well, like a lock."

First Generation Mewtwo spread his hands and said, "Although, this power sleeps within my body, however, today I can only perceive its existence."

"At all, I don't know how to unlock it."

"And then..." It was looking at Second Generation Mewtwo next to it again.

"When it fought Mew, I sensed the same condition within it."

"I see." Aisha nodded towards Mewtwo.

The moment First Generation Mewtwo spoke, he knew what First Generation Mewtwo meant.

He thought that this guy didn't know much about the "locked" power inside its body.

So it purposely seized this opportunity to get an answer from his side.

"I do have some ideas, I don't know if you are willing to listen?"

"Willing to hear." First Generation Mewtwo's tone was a bit anxious.

For it, which was bent on pursuing power, there was no such thing as forcing a mountain of treasure but not being able to take a piece of it.

It desperately wanted to unlock that power and make itself stronger.

"The power that you only notice exists after your strength has risen to a bottleneck, but it feels like it's locked... Do you think that this is like, a situation that many Pokémon would meet."

"What do you mean..."

"Do you think it's like evolution?"

Aisha directly singled out the words.

First Generation Mewtwo, however, froze in place as if struck by lightning.

"Evolution?"

"Yes, evolution."

"But, I shouldn't have an evolved form..."

"You're the first Mewtwo that no one has ever seen before, who can be sure if you can evolve?"

"..."

First Generation Mewtwo was silent.

Aisha was right.

No one could guarantee that "Mewtwo" didn't have an evolved type.

First Generation Mewtwo just had a preconceived notion that it didn't have an evolved type, so it didn't think in that direction.

In short, it was caught up in the wrong area of thinking.

Aisha pointed it out...

"Could it really be evolution?" First Generation Mewtwo frowned.

"I know of a special evolution."

Aisha then spoke out at the right time, saying, "Its called Mega Evolution, and it might be exactly your situation."