Chapter 5b) Magmortar's thoughts
Author's note: This chapter is purely optional, hence 5b. However, it at least gets some of the character's personal thoughts.
Since the very beginning, when I received the invitation letter, I really thought it would be the most pleasant party I would ever attend. I turned down my girlfriend's date for dinner. I wanted to invite her to the party too but the Houndooms said no. Throughout the whole van ride, I was complaining about what spoilsports they are and how mean is it of them to refuse my girlfriend tagging along. Guess they weren't so mean after all.
Day 1 was heaven. I never had so much fun in my life. The only regret then was that my girlfriend could not join in the fun. For once, I could eat so much in my life! For a poor guy like me who works as a chef's assistant (only cooking food using my firepower), this was really a once in a lifetime luxury.
After Mewtwo revealed the evil of this party, I really got plagued by all the negative elements. Fear. Greed. Agony. Selfishness. Defeat. I totally refused to help out, even as I know this would make Pokemon suspicious of my identity. But until now, I still believed,and knew that helping out was pointless. It worsens morale, (as if it was good in the first place), it prolongs psychological torture and it is useless.
I know moping in a corner is not helping things for others, but that helps to relieve some pain for myself. Damn, two days ago I was supposed to have a candlelight dinner with my girlfriend. Now, with my sudden disappearance, with no probability of returning, what is going to happen to her?
I must do something. I must try to get out of here. I must not let Mewtwo have my corpse... Even if I have to do anything, ethical or evil, I will get out. Alive.
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