Water Park In the Desert

The corners of Rope's mouth twitched slightly, never realizing that Hoopa, this little thing, could have his mental world twisted like this.

Rope certainly wasn't someone who didn't know anything about these things. After all, he had also been hanging out with Mew for quite a while, and Mew used to talk to himself a lot about the fun of the inner world.

If the dream world itself was twisted. Then the inner world itself was supposed to be orderly in its distortions. Often it was a more normal and sensible arrangement of order.

A water park in the desert. For a while Rope wasn't sure if Hoopa's mental underpinnings were twisted or childlike.

But there wasn't much that could be done, and as Rope looked around at the desert dunes again, it was clear that there wasn't much else to go.

So Rope took a step toward the water park.

Rope looked at the mountain and ran away. Looking at the water park not far from himself is actually far from Rope's distance is very far. And still walking in the middle of the desert, every step seems to be very arduous. This is also Rope has the ability to flame, otherwise the temperature here will also let Rope drink a pot.

After wiping the sweat from his head, Rope finally arrived at the water park after a long journey.

This way in addition to the yellow sand is yellow sand, there is nothing else, Rope looked at all the heart pulling. Hoopa's perception of the world in the end is how? How does Hoopa perceive this world? It is really just a simple desert, a desert without a trace of life.

Looking up again at the water park in front of him.

A Hoopa avatar was hanging at the gate, on which Hoopa was making a tongue out expression. And across the fence, some poking out coconut trees can still be seen.

As soon as Rope looks up, he realizes that the coconut is looking at him with a pair of eyes...

Exeggutor? from the Alola region?

Rope was also quite surprised that the desert he had traveled through along the way didn't have any semblance of life in it, and he had thought that this Hoopa fellow was so egotistical that he wouldn't bar anyone from being in the middle of his world.

"Who are you? What are you doing here?"

The Exeggutor overhead suddenly spoke.

His sudden voice startled Rope. Especially since Exeggutor was still mouthing words. But a moment later Rope also reflected.

The place he was in now was Hoopa's spirit world. The communication here was actually direct spiritual communication. It was not accurate to say that the Exeggutor was speaking human language, it should be said that the Exeggutor naturally mastered telepathy.

"My name is Rope. I'm here to see Hoopa."

Rope didn't say anything more, after all, Rope wasn't sure if the other party was friend or foe. So less said, less wrong.

And just as Rope's words hit the ground, the water park's gates immediately opened!

"So it's Lord Rope, Lord Hoopa has been waiting for you for a long time!"

Exeggutor shouted happily. Rope then saw Exeggutor's neck continue to elongate before placing his head in front of Rope and proceeded to say, "You can quickly come in through the gate! We have been waiting for your help!"

Rope pushed the hunted head in front of him aside and said with a slight twitch at the corner of his mouth, "Okay, I'll be right in."

Exeggutor didn't care about this action of Rope pushing his head away instead was still quite happy to put his head back.

Exeggutor of course couldn't stick his neck out this long. But this is the inner world. A lot of irrationality is understandable.

Rope looked at the open door in front of him and lifted his breath, and after making preparations to retreat, he slowly stepped through the door. Without knowing whether the other party was a friend or foe, but without any other clues, Rope actually didn't have any other options.

All he could do was to be careful.

And right after Rope walked into the water park, Rope first froze, then his entire body relaxed.

Because this sight in front of him was just too miserable...

There was barely any water left in the water park, and what was once a huge pool was now just a small inflatable pool set up. There were a few aquatic Pokémon resting in it.

But any Pokémon that were able to stay on shore were sitting or lying at the bottom of the already dry pool. They looked listless and sickly.

Gyarados, who was supposed to be energetic and grumpy, was now like a steamed eggplant, lying limp and motionless.

Pokémon like Buizel, Vaporeon, and the like were also like that, not looking very energetic.

And as Rope glanced over, he realized that there were quite a lot of Pokémon around, probably a few hundred at a glance. In addition to the water-type Pokémon, there were also many other type Pokémon.

"This is?"

He raised his head to glance at Exeggutor, revealing his doubts.

Exeggutor gave a bitter smile before saying, "I'd better take you directly to Lord Hoopa. The questions here are better answered by him.

Rope also nodded without denying it, then continued to follow Exeggutor me forward.

Not far ahead, an old looking hut appeared in front of Rope's eyes.

He couldn't help but look up at Exeggutor.

Exeggutor nodded with a bitter smile and said, "Ever since those things happened here, Lord Hoopa has stayed in this little room and hasn't come out again... but he told us before he went in at the time that as long as you or any other gentlemen let themselves right in when they come in, and then just go to him. "

Looking at the dilapidated hut in front of her, Rope frowned, her guard raised once more, then smiled and said to Exeggutor, "Okay, hard work, go ahead and watch the door. I'll just go in by myself."

Exeggutor didn't think much about it, and simply nodded before heading back the same way he came.

There was no telling when the next attack would come, and he had to keep an eye on the gate.

This place, already, was their last bastion.

Rope watched Exeggutor leave. Then turned his own head to take a closer look at the hut in front of him.

Dilapidated, mottled, with heavy traces of age. Like it carried the sadness of autumn.

Rope didn't know Hoopa very well and couldn't guess for a moment what this hut meant to Hoopa.

So he took a deep breath, then stepped forward and twisted the doorknob, pushing the door inward.

The next thing he knew, pure darkness, came into Rope's eyes.

The hut in front of him didn't look very big, but under the cover of pure darkness, it seemed to extend indefinitely. It was as if it had no boundaries.

But in the corner, the Hoopa that hugged himself, and his fickle splash of white, still told Rope that this was actually just a room.

Frowning, Rope looked around for a moment before silently walking over to Hoopa's side, Rope frowned and asked, "Hoopa, what's wrong with you?"

Hoopa didn't answer, still silently hanging his head with a look of pathos on his face.

"Hoopa? I came to see you."

Hoopa remained motionless in his original position.

Rope's frown grew tighter and tighter, then simply walked forward and patted Hoopa.

"Hoo- holy shit!"

Rope gave a light tap, then Hoopa's body directly fell to the ground. Taking Rope by surprise...

And at that moment, in the middle of the darkness, a majestic voice came out.

"You don't have to touch that little guy's spirit body..."

The flames in Rope's hands rose steeply, his eyes glazed over as he looked at where the voice had come from and took a step to the side blocking Hoopa behind his own body.

"Who are you?"

Heavy footsteps came from the darkness.

A few moments later a guy with a vertical inverted ponytail with two long horns and golden rings on various parts of his body stepped out of the darkness.

It seemed that the room was still quite a bit larger than he looked.

So much so that the big guy in front of him was hiding here but Rope didn't notice anything.

"You're Hoopa's...Evil Thought."

Rope looked at the liberated Hoopa in front of him, especially staring at the black smoke wafting from his body, and Red colored eyes. Of course recognizing who this really was.

Hoopa Evil Thought sat down on his butt in front of Rope. One hand on his leg, one resting on his cheek, and another clutching his chest, the other two covering the wounds on his body.

"He's more used to calling me Evil Shadow's actually."

The voice was still thick, but it didn't sound resentful.

He looked at Rope with some surprise in his eyes and smiled, "What? Didn't think I'd talk to you like that?"

Rope nodded, in his impression, this Evil Thought, or rather Evil Shadow had been without clear logical thinking.

In terms of pure energy plus resentment, the fact that Hoopa's Evil Shadow had been conscious at the time in the midst of the big event had been a surprise to Rope. After all, this alone was already far from the original.

And this evil shadow in front of him was even more outrageous. Not only was he able to speak normally with Rope, he was even friendly to Rope...

Rope instinctively felt that the situation in Hoopa's spirit world should be much more complicated than he originally thought...

The Evil Shadow looked at Rope's expression and laughed bitterly before saying, "You thought that the main body's coma was due to me at first, right?"

Rope didn't say anything, but his eyes already told Evil Shadow the answer.

"But I'm just the evil attribute energy of the main body... and after so many years of experience, the main body has retained enough 'anchors' within it not to lose control in the wake of the onslaught of evil-based energy."

"And all of those resentments have also dissipated after learning about what the Body has been through over the years. There are no other effects of the Self."

"In other words, the current Main Body would be the full-bodied Ultra Demon God-Hoopa."

Rope's expression didn't change at all, "But Hoopa is unconscious now."

"Because the attributes of the Ghost System...have similarly gone out of control...even more so than my Time and Space..."

Hoopa Evil Shadow showed an emotional look, "He gave birth to his own consciousness..."

Rope was also stunned... no, others had to be careful with their Pokémon energy manipulation.

As it turned out, both energies here in Hoopa had their own consciousness...

This wasn't entirely a bad thing, after all, this way Hoopa's battle power could really be brought up a notch.

"What the hell is this because of?"

Rope asked suspiciously.

It was important to realize that something like energy giving birth to its own secondary intent could be considered an unattainable opportunity in itself.

Hoopa's evil energy was able to turn into an Evil Shadow because there was the Pot of Punishment sealing the evil energy.

Then the third most abundant energy in Hoopa's body, the Ghost Energy, replenished the Evil Energy's position. Therefore the attributes of Punishment Hoopa, also known as Little Hoopa, are Super Energy plus Ghost.

But the amount of Ghost Tier Energy in his body should by all rights be unable to even defeat Evil Tier Energy.

Not to mention Hoopa's strongest attribute, the Super Energy Tie.

Rope raised his head, then pointed over there to take a small Hoopa's body and said, "Is that the incarnation of the Psychic-type's avatar?"

Hoopa Evil Shadow nodded, "After I was absorbed by the main body, about two or three days passed, then the Ghost-type avatar suddenly rioted. It also put a sneak attack on the Psychic-type avatar."

"And then after backfiring on the energy of the Psychic-type he suppressed me and the Psychic-type into what we have before us."

Evil Shadow said with quite a bit of helplessness in his tone.

"If you had come two years later, I would have failed completely...and then the Inner World consciousness would have become the main consciousness later."

Rope's mouth also twitched when he heard "two years later". Seriously, judging from the news he received, the end of this world might not even be two years away.

But Hoopa over here was still able to hold out for two years.

And just as Rope was planning to say something else, the Exeggutor's voice suddenly came from outside the door.

"Lord Hoopa! They're coming! Coming!"

Exeggutor rushed over this way at a fast run. And Rope noticed that the Pokémon lying over there were all a bit flustered as well, but overall they were fairly stable. Which meant that the situation really wasn't out of control yet either.

Hoopa Evil Shadow got up, then looked at Rope and said, "Do you want to take a look? The scene here is a rare sight in reality."

Rope sniffed and got up, "Of course it's no problem, I'm really curious about the current state of your lives as well," Rope's eyes narrowed slightly, "And I have to take a look at my opponent as well... after all, the other party is just thing what's coming, I'm really curious about it! "

If you were to say that Hoopa's schizophrenia wasn't man-made Rope wouldn't believe it one hundred percent.

That's right, the problem in front of him was not even a matter of energy consciousness of attributes...

Energy gives birth to consciousness, but energy doesn't fight for dominance.

The only Pokémon whose own attributes were unstable was Morpeko, who could switch between Electricity and Dark without external help, or evolution.

And the only one that would go for dominance...was actually the consciousness, or rather, the personality.

Rope's face wasn't very pretty. Although he had been mentally prepared before, the situation was actually still more tricky than Rope had imagined.

He had read about related illnesses in the original world, and it was said that the best treatment was to integrate the personality.

But the ultimate thing to figure out in front of him was to figure out.

What was the reason for the emergence of split personalities...