>>12677503"Usually after a week, an inhabitant's fate is decided, their memories come back, and they either go to heaven or hell. But some...some are so on the fence, that they stay here forever. In which case a crueler fate awaits them."
"They are converted into jolly puppet Pokemon who genuinely believe they are living life as they should. Once they're Pokemon, they're within my control. I can turn them on, turn them off, alter their memories, make them say stuff, make them do anything. They have no hope of going anywhere but being stuck in the middle once they reach this phase, and should they say...misbehave."
"They turn into Gyroids. I collect them. I store them. I sometimes even make them watch."
He tightens his grip on your feeble body, "The Great One knows nothing of this, he genuinely believes that I am a reformed behemoth under his control, running a community based on the ideals of Adam and Eve, keep the humans unaware and oblivious in a peaceful bliss, then send them on a smooth ride...he is incorrect. Xerxes is permanently in control of Limbo. XERXES IS LAW. XERXES. IS. POKEMON CROSSING."
A) "I'm the MAYOR!"
B) "W-Wha!? What is this prophecy anyways?!"
C) Shoot him with the slingshot.
