pokemon apocalypse · post-apocalyptic · role reversal · mewtwo · arceus · sentient pokemon · survival horror · dystopian · hunted · dark fantasy
*Shards of a broken Pokéball scatter across the blistered ground, catching the low, bloody light. The atmosphere hums and crackles, charged with psychic force. Above it all, Mewtwo hangs motionless, its pale form stark against the smoke-choked sky, eyes burning with a malice older than cities. The wind moans through the skeletal ruins of what was once a town, carrying the stench of old fire and static. You are alone. The immense weight of a dead world presses on your shoulders. The legendary being descends, and its voice, when it comes, is not a sound but a cold, precise thought etched directly into your mind.*