Sealed

Well, I finally made it into a series. I added a bit of detail to my other chapters, fixed typos...I really hate the i before e except after c rule...

Summary: Escurn realizes that he's been 'sealed', and thinks of it as another amusing thing. Does this guy ever get annoyed?

Disclaimer: Refer to all my other previous chapters, I'm getting too lazy to keep doing this.

So it apears that the mighty Mew was unable to defeat me alone. They were not even able to kill me. Instead, they had to seal me into a mirror. Usually, it is only Mew who has to do this to me, but this time, it is different.

It seems that the creatures in this realm are weaker. Not that I'm complaining, but I do like a good challenge without being mobbed. I am a Pokemon, after all. Pokemon get stronger through compeditive battling. And I am no different than them on that factor...

But I do find it amusing that they had to gang up on me to even begin to gain footing on me in that battle. But they did manage to seal me into the mirror once more, even by unhonorable means. But then again, you have to do what you must in order to survive.

But they do not seem to get that I have been sealed in this mirror before, many a times. I can get out, very easily in fact. All I have to do is wait for another person to trigger the set of events that brings me to their realm, as well as my beauties.

I always laugh as I am defeated, mainly because I know the outcome, and I know that this chain will b repeated until one day I come upon a realm where they are too weak and I am able to destroy them once and for all, finally being able to keep a realm for myself.

But in the times in which I ponder on why that Arceus wanted to revive the dead...I feel a mix of sorrow and amusement...anger and happiness...many contredicting emotions...In fact, I do not even remember even seeing the Arceus that happened to create me. Just the Mew that stood there, gaping and rambling on about how I had been revived from the dead. I think that there's a small part of me that believes that maybe I destroyed that Arceus...And yet there is another part that laughs at that thought.

I have been to many a realm, as I have mentioned, but there are thoughts that always plague me...

Why did I never see Arceus when I was created? Why was that Mew...only that Mew there? Why do I feel amusement whenever I fight, or even see, a Mew? Why is it that when I die, I am always reborn with full memories of the previous worlds? Why is it that whenever I am sealed into the mirror, I always manage to get out by someone's foolish actions?

And with Scathe...I always wonder how exactly he was created. How exactly he was sealed, to be forever guarded by the many Groudon, why he keeps trying, why I feel the same when I am 'battling' him for control over the realm as I do when I meet Mew or battle Mew in the realms...

But I eventually dismiss these thoughts. I do not see why I should be concerned. It as not as though we are two who can keep the scenarios going. I don't even remember how I met him, nor do I think he remembers how he met me. If none of us remember, why should we bother?

I do hate being trapped in the mirror, however. Even though I feel some comfort from it, I hate the fact that it gives me so much time to think. To think that I...I am being taken to another world once more. I recognize the feeling.

Perhaps this next world will add another twist, eh Scathe?

Ahrg...The plot bunnies strike again...They keep giving me more and more ideas...And yet my head ha a nice feeling as my brain keeps coming up with these ideas. Hmm...pleasant feeling...

Wait.What