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Disgruntled, Mewtwo clarified that he had never ended the world via dragon or any other means. Wait, a Mewtwo?

Mewtwo perked up, lashing his tail. His Mew never let him do anything world-ending on any scale.

Mewtwo eyed the Mew who called herself Darkwhite and the Delphox. He kept his telepathy at a low simmer, annoyed that they were no closer to getting out of here, even though he suggested a target who was no worse than any other. He sighed, levitating a taco to his mouth carefully so as to not...

Mewtwo's room looked exactly as their current cave chamber did, complete with a throne-like stone underneath a warm glow of light sunstone. Mewtwo didn't sleep last night. They usually liked to do so, though it usually wasn't necessary for their wellbeing. Instead, they paced, occasionally...

Mewtwo certainly agreed with this sentiment. Fine, he would listen to the mundane Pokemon since the Legendaries weren't forthcoming, but why would he ever want to engage in idle chitchat with anyone. He was a solitary being. The only reason why he endured Mew and the other Legendaries was...

Of course he should have known better than to hope. All he wanted was to spend today and his next forseeable years in solitude, meditating or flying over deserted wilds or curling up in a patch of sunlight to take a nap. Unfortunately, someone decided otherwise. He let these sentiments...

One of the mundanes was trying to talk to him. Some Rock Pokemon. The Pokemon ran their eyes over Mewtwo, did something with their teeth at him. No matter the case, it all amounted to the latter. Mewtwo merely wanted this to end as soon as possible. Trapped in a room with mundanes. The other...

... Mewtwo blinked, and a mundane Pokemon was touching his hand. He yanked away from the contact, though the mundane had already disappeared. He expanded his Psychic fielding. Wonderful. He had accepted the invitation in amusement thinking it couldn't actually do anything to him. Alas, so many...