[Shinobi Continent?] Mewtwo had never heard of such a place. While he had admittedly never taken the time to fly all around the world (it seemed an unnecessary and exhausting enterprise), he was intimately familiar with the continent of Kanto and its surrounding landmasses and islands. The land of grass, however... Mewtwo found himself imagining a haven for plant Pokémon hidden deep within one of the other continents. There were such havens, even in Kanto, Mewtwo knew. His own mountain retreat was inaccessible from anywhere else except the sky and invisible to anyone who was unaware of its existence. It was the only way to have it, really. His clones could never survive in a world that was not made for them. They belonged in Kanot no more than he did. That thought sobered him a little, just in time for the painful task of explaining where he came from. The glow dissipated from his eyes as he spoke telepathically. [I am from the Kanto continent... I was born in a laboratory on an island, which I later reclaimed as my own. It has recently been called New Island.] He didn't know for certain whether or not that would mean anything to Zetsu, but it would have to be good enough. He wasn't going explain anything further if it wasn't required of him. His mind turned to other matters once he'd occupied the other Pokémon with an answer.
An unknown requirement... if there was a requirement, Mewtwo would find it and eliminate or fulfill it. No. No. He would defy it, break out of here! No one held him prisoner, not human or Pokémon or external force! Nothing! The glow flickered in his eyes again and his three-fingered hands clenched into something reminiscent of fists. He would not be prisoner or slave to anything! He was free!
[Shinobi Continent?] Mewtwo had never heard of such a place. While he had admittedly never taken the time to fly all around the world (it seemed an unnecessary and exhausting enterprise), he was intimately familiar with the continent of Kanto and its surrounding landmasses and islands. The land of grass, however... Mewtwo found himself imagining a haven for plant Pokémon hidden deep within one of the other continents. There were such havens, even in Kanto, Mewtwo knew. His own mountain retreat was inaccessible from anywhere else except the sky and invisible to anyone who was unaware of its existence. It was the only way to have it, really. His clones could never survive in a world that was not made for them. They belonged in Kanot no more than he did. That thought sobered him a little, just in time for the painful task of explaining where he came from. The glow dissipated from his eyes as he spoke telepathically. [I am from the Kanto continent... I was born in a laboratory on an island, which I later reclaimed as my own. It has recently been called New Island.] He didn't know for certain whether or not that would mean anything to Zetsu, but it would have to be good enough. He wasn't going explain anything further if it wasn't required of him. His mind turned to other matters once he'd occupied the other Pokémon with an answer.
An unknown requirement... if there was a requirement, Mewtwo would find it and eliminate or fulfill it. No. No. He would defy it, break out of here! No one held him prisoner, not human or Pokémon or external force! Nothing! The glow flickered in his eyes again and his three-fingered hands clenched into something reminiscent of fists. He would not be prisoner or slave to anything! He was free!
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