Good choice! This one is bad from Ash's opinion.
I personally don't like this ending either.
But you might enjoy it.
Ending-The Bad
Like I could fight that. Even with all of my friends by my side, I couldn't fight that and win. I would be destroyed in a minute. A voice started speaking in my head. "Give in to me, the will of the truth. You can't fight that and you know it. It would kill you. You could always just give in to me. We could fight together."
The will got the best of me and I lost control of myself. All I could do was watch. I didn't even control what I was saying anymore.
"I surrender onto you." I said. I walked up the steps, slowly. The other three originals gathered on their pedestals and sent power to a pedestal on top of the temple. It glowed sky blue against the hate blood red sky. This was exactly what I imagined. No, I thought. This can't be how it ends. I'm the good guy. Right? I began to speed up my walking. I reached the top and looked back down on the people I knew. The people I loved. I didn't anymore because I hated them all. I still liked them, but the will of my heart hated them.
I stepped onto the pedestal and drew power from them. An immense, overpowering sensation flowed through me. "I have seen the human heart. How they treat anything that's different. If there is even one misunderstanding, they try to kill each other. People don't see the hatred and cruelty of themselves. It's time to end it all!"
I bent over due to the sensation. I started to vomit. Instead of vomit coming out, I started coughing up black goo. While it spilled out of my mouth, I uncontrollably begin to laugh in a deep demonic laugh. The laugh turned to a low-pitched scream. I raised my hands up into the air and screamed. Black goo shot up from my mouth to touch the sky. The goo spread over the horizon and covered the entire earth. The goo was holding all of the heat away from earth. It rapidly grew cold. The average temperature of earth dropped 10 degrees Celsius all at once.
All of the soldiers and Pokémon on the surface froze solid. They couldn't move at all. They were trapped in suspended animation. The darkness continued until everyone I ever knew was completely frozen. I still felt like I was on the beach on a nice summer day. The hatred deep inside me boiled to the surface. It caused the goo shell to solidify and crack. It shattered soon after, sending shrapnel down onto the people. There was a sudden advance of heat so powerful; it nearly boiled the surface of the earth. Steam from all the water, and flames from the plants and people rose up into the air. I couldn't see anything; I could only hear their screams.
When the steam and flames died down, everything was gone. I looked around and saw that everyone I ever knew was a charred corpse. They were all gone, dead. I was alone. No one left alive on the earth. I turned around and tried to summon my blade. Nothing happened though. I kept trying while the originals laughed out loud.
"What's so funny? What did you do?" I screamed.
"We did nothing, the prophecy has been fulfilled," The speed original said. "You have completed the prophecy, so now the ancients have no reason to grant you anymore power."
"I can still fight!" I said. I ran for the leader, but he wrapped his arm around my throat. He slowly started to choke me.
"I am done with you." He crushed my trachea and threw me off the temple. My vision swirled and faded to black. The last words I had ever heard were "You have no more use to us." I had died before I even hit the ground. I was dead.
I woke up in a few seconds. I slowly opened my eyes and stood up. I wasn't in the jungle anymore. I was instead surrounded in a black haze. I heard screams from the deceased. Small white balls of light were drifting by while I stared into the distance. Those were the souls of the people I had killed. I looked around and didn't see another living soul.
Suddenly, a man walked up to me with a letter in his hand. He had a practically pure white skin color. He had red eyes, pointy ears, and he was bald. He was wearing a black suit and looked like a businessman. "My name is Ogre," He said. "Before you extinguished all life on earth, I was a businessman. I was a very neutral person, with no bias whatsoever. Afterwards, Lucifer and God agreed that my major indifference and cool stature were fairly amazing. They decided to make me the new messenger of fate. It was an angel, but that didn't make sense. You see, most people that died were going to hell. Most people thought it was cruel to send something so good with such bad news. I stood for neutrality and fit the profile perfectly." He handed me the letter. "Read that and you will be whisked away to your afterlife."
I started to open the letter and read. While I read, he said, "I am a true businessman. I put one of my products in every afterlife of hell. A bottle of magic water that can grant a wish is sent to each world. It will appear in forms that you wouldn't be used to seeing, so be careful when looking."
The letter read:
You, Ash Ketchum of Pallet Town in the Kanto Region, have been sentenced to your worst nightmare for your personal hell. You were the purest boy that I had ever seen, second to my son, of course. But playing God, extinguishing mankind, is a sin that is tough to reconcile. You didn't repent and so those two massive sins now stand against you. You are unfortunately banished to hell. Just as another burn, all of you friends were waiting for you in heaven.
The One and Only
I put the letter down from in front of me and my world had changed once again. I was now in a room with all of my friends. None of them noticed me though. Drew and May were sitting across the room, holding hands. She looked at me cruelly, sending a shard a sadness darting into my heart. Drew looked at me and gave me a "Fuck you" expression.
"So what are we doing?" I asked. They all looked at me for a second, then turned away from me and talked amongst themselves. I overheard comments like "That guy is so stupid" and "I wish he would just die". Drew and May went off into the other room and whispered. I could see it in them. In my hell, they were truly in love. They loved each other and hated me. They all hated me. I went off to my house and went to my room. I couldn't find that water. I couldn't even find something that remotely symbolized it. I went upstairs and tried to write a letter to May. It was a personal letter that explained my feelings. I intended to keep it to myself, but May walked in a stole it from me. She looked at it and laughed and spit on the paper. She started to walk off with the paper, still laughing at me. That made me weak with depression.
It only got worse when Drew walked back in with the letter. May was behind him, smirking at me. He crumpled up the paper and threw it at the ground. He picked out a matchbox from his pocket. He took a match and struck it. He dropped the match on the paper and ran at me.
The page burned to a crisp while May stepped into the doorway. She looked at me with contempt. Drew pulled a knife from his pocket stabbed my in the kidney. I screamed and tried to swing my fist. It missed and he cut my arm. I tried to pull back, but he grabbed me by the hair and pulled me close to him. The knife stabbed into my chest. I stumbled backwards and fell on the ground. He spit on my body and walked off. May kicked me in the side of my head and walked off.
With the small amount of power I had left, I pulled the knife from my chest and held to my throat. The world is better off without me. Plus, my afterlife would be over. I slashed my throat and fell back onto the ground. I bled dry and died. I woke up a few minutes later on the bed in the same room. No cuts, no blood on the floor. I was starting over again! The basic same thing happened over and over every day, for eternity. I couldn't figure out what the water was.
One day, I figured out the water. It was the spit from Drew. The last thing I would expect. On that day, about three years later, I wiped the spit off my body and licked it. I wished that I could go to heaven and join my friends. Everything turned white. When it faded, I was in heaven, with the pearly gates and golden streets. I saw my friends and ran off to them. I walked into the middle of them, but they didn't seem to notice me. How? I was right in front of them.
"I wish Ash was here." Broc said.
"I'm right in front of you guys." I said. I screamed in Broc's ears, but he didn't hear me.
"I thought that you were supposed to be happy in heaven." Aya said.
"It just isn't the same without Ash, even in heaven without Ash, something's missing," May said.
"May? May!" I said. I reached over to poke one of May's shoulders, but my hand went through her. I pulled it out and she didn't even feel it. I was nothing more than a shapeless soul. I couldn't interact with anything.
I had gotten my wish, I was in heaven with my friends, but a sick twist has kept me from enjoying it. This was worse than being alone. This was worse than the punishment in hell. My true greatest nightmare was true, and this time, I couldn't do anything to change it. I used my wish without thinking, like an fool. I knelt down and cried. I wept in that spot for eternity.
