[Disgusting isn't it? That Tetsuo could be in anyway comprable to him. But he's proven it several times, in both ability and attitude.
They were both the evolutionary dead-ends, the point where life shouldn't go. Yet here they both are, psychic human and psychic legendary.
He knows nothing about Tetsuo's past, just that something happened. Maybe he was something lab-tested himself. The human wouldn't let him know that at this moment.
But he knows that feeling of existential helplessness. He's felt it several times before. Mewtwo is...what? Second in the line of something he didn't know himself. There are several times he's had to give vague answers and half truths to the question 'what are you?'
He knows the true depths of unkowning, lost in that cycle of searching.
Really sad, that this violent human in his most vulnerable could say things he's thought to himself many times. It's unnerving.
< I can't answer that for everyone. I can only answer that for myself. You too. >
The pokemon had enough of this. Standing outside. He's opening the window to step in. He doesn't step any closer, just floating in a sitting lotus positing.
< It felt cold out there. > But he digresses. < There has to be a point. There has to be one. >]
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They were both the evolutionary dead-ends, the point where life shouldn't go. Yet here they both are, psychic human and psychic legendary.
He knows nothing about Tetsuo's past, just that something happened. Maybe he was something lab-tested himself. The human wouldn't let him know that at this moment.
But he knows that feeling of existential helplessness. He's felt it several times before. Mewtwo is...what? Second in the line of something he didn't know himself. There are several times he's had to give vague answers and half truths to the question 'what are you?'
He knows the true depths of unkowning, lost in that cycle of searching.
Really sad, that this violent human in his most vulnerable could say things he's thought to himself many times. It's unnerving.
< I can't answer that for everyone. I can only answer that for myself. You too. >
The pokemon had enough of this. Standing outside. He's opening the window to step in. He doesn't step any closer, just floating in a sitting lotus positing.
< It felt cold out there. > But he digresses. < There has to be a point. There has to be one. >]