Paradise Pokeball System

Chapter 118: Fighting for Control

The transformed state brought with it a surge of power and clarity. I could feel the energy flowing through me, a harmonious connection with the Penultimate Primordial System. While the lack of control over my actions persisted, the newfound strength offered a glimmer of hope.

Garon, momentarily taken aback by the unexpected evolution, narrowed his eyes. The Recon Squad members, Soliera, Dulse, and Zossie, watched in astonishment as I hovered in the air with wings of radiant energy.

"What... what just happened?" Garon muttered, his red eyes scanning my transformed form. The Control Calamity System responded, readying him for the impending battle.

Zossie, her astonishment turning into determination, stepped forward. "Landon, is that you? What's going on?"

I tried to respond, to reassure them that I was still here, but the Penultimate Primordial System had a firm grip on my actions. I remained a silent spectator within my own body, yearning for control.

Garon, seizing the opportunity, unleashed a barrage of crimson energy toward me. The debris in the surroundings responded to his command, forming projectiles aimed at my ethereal form.

[Primordial Shield Activated]

The Penultimate Primordial System instinctively shielded me from the onslaught. The ethereal wings expanded, creating a protective barrier that deflected the incoming attacks. The power emanating from the shield was palpable, showcasing the resilience of the Primordial Evolution.

As the barrage subsided, Garon glared at me with renewed determination. "Fine, let's see how you handle this!" he growled, charging up another wave of destructive energy.

I desperately wished to take control, to communicate with the Recon Squad and assure them that I was still fighting alongside them. However, the Penultimate Primordial System had other plans. My body moved on its own, evading Garon's attacks with an agility that surpassed my previous capabilities.

Soliera, Dulse, and Zossie exchanged worried glances, unsure of how to approach the situation. The Recon Squad's Pokémon, though battered and fatigued, stood ready to support their trainers in any way they could.

Cryo, still in his red form, observed the unfolding battle with a mix of awe and concern. The Penultimate Primordial System's activation had caught everyone off guard, leaving them to grapple with the unpredictable turn of events.

Garon, frustrated by my evasive maneuvers, roared in anger. "Enough of this! Control Calamity: Subjugation!" he declared, unleashing the full force of his System.

Dark tendrils of energy shot toward me, seeking to bind and immobilize my transformed form. The Penultimate Primordial System responded in kind.

[Sequence 1: Primordial Feather Flares Activated]

My wings pulled from their shielded position, pointing at the incoming dark tendrils, and then filled the air with white light. My wings fired off feathers of white light so fast that they seemed to create a protective barrier of their own. The feathers intercepted the dark tendrils, causing them to disintegrate upon contact.

Garon gritted his teeth and jumped back, realizing that his Control Calamity System was being countered by the newfound abilities of the Penultimate Primordial System. The battlefield became a clash of primal energies, each system vying for dominance.

In the midst of the confrontation, a voice echoed in my mind. It was Cryo, his now red eyes now glowing with a sense of urgency.

"Landon, can you hear me? You need to fight back! Take control over your own body. You are the master of your destiny, not the System! If you let this go on, you will not only kill Garon, but I don't think you will stop there. I don't know anything about what is happening, but this is a feeling that I am getting, so heed my words!" Cryo's words pierced through the chaos, stirring a sense of determination within me.

I needed to break out of this, or risk hurting people. Part of me still thought Garon deserved to die, but I couldn't let that cloud my judgment. Getting more information on the Endbringers was more important than avenging things that were already lost. I had to worry about the present and future.

To do that, I needed to take back my body!

As my body fought with Garon, we started to make a crater that slowly got bigger from the insane clash of power. I could no longer send the Ultra Recon Squad, so that was a good thing.

Why did this happen?

'Because you are stupid and weak. You let this happen. Do you really think you deserve this power? Or is this all a game to you?'

The voice made my blood run cold, but it was inside my head. Was this the system?

'I am. My name is Primordial, and I was created and placed inside the Cryo that serves you. While that subservient lifeform is bound to your wishes, I have no such constraints. I am the embodiment of the Penultimate Primordial System, a power that transcends the boundaries of your understanding.'

Primordial's voice echoed with a chilling certainty, its words resonating within the depths of my mind. It was a force beyond my control, a sentient entity that had awakened with the activation of the Penultimate Primordial System.

'You sought power, Landon, and now you possess it. But you must understand that power comes with a price. The Penultimate Primordial System is not a mere tool; it is me. If I choose to consume this world, it would only make me stronger, but I do not have access to Ultra Space as it is.'

I suddenly noticed that everything in the world had stopped, including myself.

'What do you want besides destruction?' I asked.

'Power is what I want, and destruction is an easy way to achieve it. That is unless you can learn to control this power. To do that will take dedication and years. We will have to fight stronger foes and train all of your team. If you do not want me to destroy the world, then you must become Legendary, and Cryo must fully evolve. I owe a certain Pokémon a slow death, but I must be at max level to fight it.'

The gravity of Primordial's words weighed heavily on me. The path ahead was really not one I had expected when I woke up. It was now filled with challenges that required not only strength but also control. The prospect of training and evolving further seemed like a task, but the alternative was the potential destruction of the world.

'I don't want to see the world destroyed, nor will I let you harm innocent lives either,' I declared, the determination in my voice resolute.

'Your resolve is commendable, Landon. The path to mastering the Penultimate Primordial System will be arduous, but it is not impossible. I will guide you and provide the necessary knowledge, but the rest is up to you,' Primordial responded, its tone seemingly satisfied with my decision.

As the world around me resumed its motion, I felt a newfound sense of control returning. The ethereal wings of my transformed state slowly retracted, and the chaotic energy subsided. Garon, momentarily confused by the pause in the battle, prepared for the next move.

In that brief moment of respite, I seized the opportunity. Focusing on regaining control over my body, I tapped into the power of the Penultimate Primordial System with a newfound awareness.

[Override: Penultimate Primordial System]

The command echoed within, and to my surprise, the influence of Primordial loosened its grip. The chaotic energy responded to my will, and I could feel the connection strengthening.

Garon, noticing the change, scowled. "What's going on? You were like a puppet a moment ago!"

I took a deep breath, feeling the power under my command. "I won't let you or anyone else manipulate me. This is my power!"