Monthly Calculation System in Pokémon

(The following paragraph is purely the author's feelings when he is mentally ill, but this is actually how I feel.)

"It was very cold, and it hurt and it ached, and I couldn't feel anything else after that."

Feeling that half of your body has been smashed, you seem to feel nothing. In a trance, you seem to have recalled that night.

Running under the street lights, even if your feet hurt terribly, you still feel a sense of joy. You have seen through a lot, and you have no fear of the coming liberation. After all, there is nothing to be afraid of, right?

"Crack!"

You sprained your ankle and it hurt a lot. You pressed your hand on the broken glass on the ground. Your elbow rubbed against the ground and it hurt, but it made you feel a different sensation.

"It's a really interesting sight, isn't it?"

Standing under the street light, looking at the broken glass that pierces your hands and makes you bleed, you don't feel any pain. Instead, you think it is a very beautiful sight. In those shining glass fragments, you see a kind of beauty that you cannot possess.

"How can this disgusting life reflect such a beautiful light?"

But those glass fragments soaked in blood and sparkling with beautiful light, every color reflected in the light, seems like another life of myself.

"How beautiful! How graceful! Hahaha! I understand! I understand!"

You laughed so hard that you cried unconsciously. Even though they have different lives and different happiness in every world, their underlying color is still blood red. Only these things are the ending of each story, full of blood red relief.

"Ouch, it hurts! This process should be faster."

Feeling his half-dead body, he had no other feelings except pain, not even his heartbeat. He looked at the blood on the ground, which was shining beautifully in the light. It was the most perfect art.

"You see me, right? I believe you will understand, understand the blood-red art, understand the essence of life. This is the final outcome for everyone."

"So please take a look at my past, and then you will finally understand the blood-red art."

"Carlos of every world..."

Every Carlos who could get a mirror carefully gazed at the tragic past, and the glass in his hand that was absorbing blood and flashing beautiful light. They were absorbing blood, they were shining with light and flashing strange light, their beauty was so breathtaking that it made them sad.

He fell to the ground, bursting into wild laughter. He didn't care about the blood on his hands. He wanted to see this beautiful scene again in his life.

"Listen, this is my blessing and my eternal curse. This bloody background makes people feel beautiful and desperate. Why not feel this beautiful and desperate bloody color?"

"How...how could you leave alone?"

In the crowd, a figure with dyed blue hair gritted his teeth and looked at the corpse on the ground viciously, while the corpse with half of its head lost in the morgue disappeared from the morgue.

"I will be with you until the end of time, my beautiful, lovely, and fragile lover."

The blue-haired girl put on a mask and medical gloves and began to reshape the corpse, gradually shaping it into the appearance she remembered.

"Even if your bones are broken, I can replace them with wood. I want you to stay with me forever until the end of the world."

Looking at the lifelike doll in front of her, the girl lay in his arms like a cat, completely unafraid of the smell of formaldehyde on his body.

From that day on, any Carlos who observed this universe was infected by a scarlet color. If they continued to watch, they would slowly be soaked in the scarlet color. This cognitive pollution would gradually expand the negative emotions in their hearts and gradually devour the hope around them.

"Okay dad, you know I don't want to get too rough."

N stood on Lashiram, looking down at Kuichis, and in the shadow, Jiutian's knife was already against his neck. The sharp touch of the tip of the knife reminded him that death was approaching.

"Dad, the situation has stabilized. We have suppressed all enemy units."

At this time, Lucario was reporting the situation to Carlos through the headset. It was easy to blend into the plasma ball. The nine-day illusion was not something that ordinary people could see. When you understood everything, the knife was already on your neck.

"N! You monster, you actually put your plan on your father's head."

Quichis said with gritted teeth, N's rebellion was beyond his expectations. He never thought that N could control a divine beast without any warning and show its fangs to him.

"And you've found a very powerful ally."

Quichis looked at Carlos standing on Zekrom. He couldn't figure out how N found Carlos as an ally, but he knew that the situation was hopeless and he had to surrender.

"Father, you have taken the wrong path and as a child, it is my duty to help you correct your path."

N held the mirror in his hand and saw the true intention of Quichis in the mirror. He did not want to free all Pokémon, but he wanted to be the only one in the world who owned Pokémon. He was deceived by Quichis from the beginning to the end.

"Everyone, I don't want to cause unnecessary bloodshed. Now everyone lay down your weapons and surrender. I can forgive all your actions. After all, this is just a change of regime. It's just in line with the times that the winner will be the king. You don't need to sacrifice your lives for the previous ruler."

As N spoke, everyone put down their weapons. They knew it was pointless. With two divine beasts here, any struggle on their part would be meaningless. They could already hear the sound of K Company employees breaking down the door outside.

And just like N said, this is just a change of regime, Plasma Group will still exist, and since the boss has been controlled, and it was the boss's son who seized power, there is no need for them to resist and they can just go with the trend of the times.

Soon, this coup d'état ended without any bloodshed. Controlling the plasma ball was much easier than expected, and even Carlos's Level 4 employees of K Company didn't have to take action.

These employees haven't fought in a long time, and the weapons in their hands have long been thirsty. After all, they have been soaking in the jars all day long. It's so hard to get out for a walk, but it's over so soon?