UPDATE 28: I Would’ve Been Fine With Just One Dimension Honest
Hello! Just to follow up to the health concern in my previous post: My test result and the test result of the person I’d been working most closely with both came back negative. And we’ve not developed symptoms in the past two weeks.
Since there’s a lot of words in this section, I thought I’d try something a little stylistically different. Sound off if you feel a emotion above the normal baseline strength!
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Despite being atop the peak of Mt. Coronet, there was no wind blowing through the old ruins. The air felt unnaturally still, forced into silence by powers greater than nature. As Cyrus stood there with a loop of red chain in either hand, it lent his voice a booming quality, as though his words could reach from the surface to space.
“Everything is ready for the creation of a new world. Now, all will end. And everything will begin. With this, the Red Chain made from the crystals of the three lake Pokemon… And this, the Red Chain I replicated with technological means… With these Red Chains I will pry open the portal to another dimension! I command that you unleash your power for me!”

He held both chains aloft, and they began to burn with an inner light and rapidly spin in rings above his head.




The space in front of Cyrus warped, twisted, and finally burst into two flashes of light. When that faded, two titans stood in front of Cyrus in glowing fields that seemed to restrain them. They both struggled to stand as the field pulled them down, but their gaze never wavered from Cyrus. The expression in their eyes was enough to freeze Spamigo on an instinctual level.
“I’ve waited so long for this moment, Dialga and Palkia!” Cyrus sounded almost conversational in his triumph, uncaring of the strain on the Pokemon of legend. “Shaping the world is a double spiral of time and space. Yes, the very things you have the ability to control! You will do my bidding! I will have your abilities as mine! With the power I wield, I will create an entirely new world!”
Cyrus took a step forwards, but the behemoths were locked in place. “The incomplete and ugly world we have now will disappear. I am resetting everything to zero. Nothing can remain. It is all for making the ultimate world, a world of complete perfection. Not so vague and incomplete as spirit can remain.”


A trio of lilting cries rang out across the air. Uxie, Azelf, and Mespirit raced towards the mountain, orbiting above the platform. Whether it was just psychological or something more, their appearance broke Spamigo from his awed spell. He even managed to take a few steps forward as he helled “Cyrus! Stop!”
“Who will stop me? You?” Cyrus turned without haste to face Spamigo. “The Pokemon of the lakes? With all your worthless powers combined perhaps you could stand against Dialga or Palkia alone, but not both. But now, Spamigo…”
Perhaps Cyrus thought his smile was magnanimous, but that couldn’t have been further from the truth. “You have been a constant pain in my side, but even you will be forgiven. After all, there will be no spirit in my new world. All spirit will be stripped away. From you, from your Pokemon, from all the world! It is time! My dream will be…!”
Cyrus paused as the air suddenly changed. Both he and Spamigo looked around confused. There was more pressure on their skin and eardrums, while the hairs on their skin stood up from electric charge.



Shadows broke away from the sources on the ground and pooled together into a disc of blackness. Perhaps it was a pit, but there was no way to see the walls and tell. Two spiteful red eyes lit within the shadows, and they mounded up with red spikes. Dialga and Palkia watched the shadow warily… but without the fear that Spamigo felt.
“A Pokemon that can only exist as a shadow…?” Cyrus’ tone was musing, and entirely too unconcerned for the circumstances. “Regardless, this effort is rash and foolish. I have harnessed the powers of Dialga and Palkia!”


Time huhg like a stuttering video, with Cyrus’ last syllable hanging in the air. The lake Pokemon, even Dialga and Palkia were frozen. The only thing in motion was the shadow as it lunged forward without warning, blanketing the platform in pitch darkness and a roar of rushing wind.

Cynthia ran to the shadowed pit, now a portal, heavily out of breath. Spamigo barely noticed: When he looked at the pillars they were as perfectly straight as when he arrived, but as soon as his focus shifted they warped and twisted.


Uxie and Azelf dove directly into the portal, but Mespirit circled around Spamigo and Cynthia, lingering for a moment before flipping back and into the swirling pit.

“When the world was made, Dialga and Palkia appeared… Where did they go now? Doesn’t matter. There was a third Pokemon that appeared too, one that was equally powerful but never to be spoken of: Giratina.” Cynthia tried to explain as calmly as she could considering how reality was twisting around them and how out of breath she was from running up the mountain.
Spamigo slowly nodded and asked, “Is… is that what took Cyrus?”
“You saw it? That’s…” Cynthia shook her head to clear her thoughts, slowly walking over to the portal and glancing into it. “That’s probably why everything’s wrong now. Giratina was supposed to live in another world, one opposite of ours. They were never meant to be linked… But now this portal is here. The distortion will spread… And probably mean the end of our world.”
He could have come up with any reason to leave, but Spamigo walked up beside her, looking at the glimpse of the other world at the far end of the portal. “So… we need to go through, don’t we?”


On the other side there was no wind, no moving air. The stone platforms hovering in the distance would vanish when looked directly at, only staying in view on the edges of Spamigo’s vision. One floated along, blinking back to its original position after a few moments, caught in a loop.
“There’s no Pokemon here… And this place isn’t stable.” This world seemed to be the first thing that gave Cynthia pause.
“Let’s just find Giratina fast and-”



So, the Distorion World.

I dig it!

The Distortion World is kind of pushing the bounds of what a segment can be in a Pokemon game, but after a few years I enjoyed coming back to it. The weirdness is a plus to me.


The camera angle switching and walking on walls mean at least that I feel acutely just how far from reality this all is.
Although when you still can only move in the cardinal directions, moving visually diagonally is tricky to figure out. I never moved the right direction the first time the camera changed in all of these segments.

Spamigo caught up to Cynthia on one of those sideways planes. Where they connected, it just seemed like one platform a short hop away from another on the same level. It wasn’t until he got a few steps away that the world twisted, and the ground he was now standing on appeared perpendicular to the platform he’d just been on. But there was never a moment of movement, nothing that threw off his sense of balance or said that reality was twisting itself around. He chose not to think about it too long.
“There was… supposed to be a world on the other side of ours. This world. But… why?” Cynthia looked around at the confusing sky. “There’s nothing here but Giratina.”
Spamgio ventured a guess, “Maybe there’s more to it? And this is just a place where everything’s twisted because of…”
“Maybe. We need to hurry and find the right way down. Let’s split up. Yell if you find something!” Cynthia set her shoulders again, and kept on the path with Spamigo not far behind.

What he didn’t expect was to find Cyrus standing on one of the paths, seething. He seemed aware of Spamigo’s presence, even if he barely registered it in favor of muttering to himself in a low, half-crazed tone.
“That Pokemon brought me here, abandoned me here… Was all it wanted to interfere with my plans?” His attention swung to Spamigo in an unnervingly reptilian way, swiveling his eyes first with his head following later. “You. Do you understand the concept of genes?”
Spamigo had been tensed for a battle, Pokeball already in hand. A basic science question came out of left field for him, but he managed a curt nod that nevertheless made Cyrus roll his eyes.
It seemed his monologing would have continued regardless of whatever Spamigo indicated. “I’m sure you do. The building blocks of life… Two chains of information in a spiral, one could repair the other but they can’t exist without the other. This bizarre world, the opposite of ours… This is the other chain opposite our world. Without one world the other cannot exist. That must be why that shadowy Pokemon interfered with my plans. It must have made this world. Yes… If I defeat it, nothing protect this world, and NOTHING will stop me from changing our world!”


So do I want to know what the plants are or how they’re growing(?) here? I’m not asking for the details I’m asking if I want to know.


You know what I start to wonder the longer I replay this section?

When did the Giratina as the antimatter dragon Satan Pokemon start? Because the read of these events is that Giratina intervened to stop the whole, y’know, reality being destroyed thing.

You can argue that is a self-centered act (I mean, I’d probably save reality because that’s where my stuff is and we have cute animals), but as we’ll see, it doesn’t look like Giratina is either evil or the villain-but-not-really-because-the-writers-obviously-want-you-to-sympathize type.


Also I just love this little crazy waterfall segment. The extreme camera change is the thing that most sells the fact you really are descending.

So Giratina being the destroyer puzzles me a bit now.


Given that we’re still only halfway through my screenshots folder for this update and we still have some major battles upcoming (spoiler)… This seems like a good stopping point.
NEXT TIME: It only gets worse from here on in…