"Latias?"
When Latios opened his eyes, he imdiately felt an overwhelming heaviness. His chest felt as if a massive boulder was pressing down on it, making even the slightest movent of his wings incredibly difficult.
The sensation didn't lessen with ti. If anything, it seed to be getting worse.
But there was good news—his vision was slowly coming into focus. Bit by bit, the blur faded.
"Elias?"
The mont his sight cleared, Latios froze slightly.
Because he was looking down at Elias from above.
A faint blue glow shimred around Elias, as if he were concentrating intensely on sothing. Beads of sweat trickled down his face.
But what truly shocked Latios was that there—beneath his own body—lay another Latios.
Where did Elias find another Latios?
That question rose in his mind, making him wonder what had happened while he was unconscious.
Just as he was about to ask, he suddenly noticed sothing—there was sothing eerily familiar about the Latios lying below him.
Scorched wings, a body covered in dirt, and most importantly—the butterfly-shaped bandage Elias had wrapped around him.
That's... that's ?!
The realization hit Latios like a thunderclap.
At the sa ti, a terrifying thought slowly took root in his mind.
Did... did I die?
He had long prepared himself for the possibility of death, but now that he was actually facing it, an indescribable sorrow filled his heart.
He would never see his sister again. Never see Elias again...
Death... was truly terrifying...
"Stop moving."
Just as Latios was lost in thought, a familiar voice rang out.
It carried a hint of impatience, but it snapped him back to reality.
He turned toward the sound and saw Elias staring at him, looking sowhat displeased.
"The way you are right now, every little movent drains my energy."
"If you don't stay still, I might run out of strength and only manage to create half of your body. The rest? You'll have to figure that out yourself."
Those two short sentences seed to sap even more of Elias's energy. The glow surrounding him flickered unsteadily.
It was only then that Latios realized—Elias was actually talking to him.
So... I'm not dead?
Elias saved ?
A flood of questions filled his mind, but then he suddenly recalled the strange request Elias had made during their phone call.
"So... you can turn creatures you've killed with your own hands into what I am now?"
Latios was sharp. In an instant, he pieced the clues together.
Elias didn't respond, likely because he had no extra energy to spare for explanations.
But Latios was already convinced of his own conclusion—otherwise, his current state was inexplicable.
Yet, rather than feeling joy at surviving, an unease settled in his heart.
He could see it—while his body was slowly becoming more solid and complete, Elias's energy was fading at an alarming rate.
"Elias, stop!" Latios said firmly, his gaze serious.
They were still trapped in a raging fire. Elias was transferring his own energy to him—this was nothing short of suicide.
But Elias completely ignored his plea, focusing entirely on channeling the mysterious energy into Latios.
Seeing this, Latios grew anxious.
But before he could speak again, Elias shot him a glance.
In an instant, Latios felt an invisible force tighten around him, rendering him completely mute.
"If you want to live, stay put," Elias said indifferently.
Latios could only watch helplessly as his body regained strength, slowly being reconstructed into its forr state.
At the sa ti, exhaustion beca more and more evident on Elias's face.
"Miou~"
Sensing sothing was wrong, Milotic let out a worried cry.
Latios tried to signal to the sea serpent—his usual rival—to do sothing.
But even when Milotic's gaze flickered toward him, she remained unresponsive.
That made Latios reach a chilling realization—no one else could see him in his current state. Only Elias.
Then... does that an Elias is doing all this just so others can see again?
That possibility filled Latios with an even stronger urge to resist.
But it was futile. Right now, he had no ans of opposing Elias.
Ti ticked by, and the fire barrier Elias had initially set up was starting to collapse. Flas surged forward, inching closer to them.
"Miou~"
Milotic obediently fired off [Water Pulses], trying to hold back the flas while keeping the thick smoke at bay.
To Latios, it felt like an eternity had passed. His body no longer felt heavy.
Pop—
With a soft sound, Elias had successfully transford Latios into a full soul state.
A wave of exhaustion crashed down on him, making his vision blur.
"Elias!"
Latios instinctively reached out to catch him.
But the mont his claws touched Elias, they passed right through.
"This..."
He froze.
"You don't have a real body yet, so you can't touch anything," Elias explained after taking a deep breath.
"It's... it's fine."
"This... this is already more than enough," Latios said sincerely.
Being able to continue existing in this world, even in this form... Staying by Elias and Latias's side, watching them grow...
That was already enough for him.
"Elias, let Milotic take you out of here."
Knowing this wasn't the ti for further discussion, Latios urged him gravely.
The dense forest was ablaze—waiting for the fire to die out was impossible.
Elias had to escape before the flas spread further.
But to Latios's shock, Elias shook his head.
"I'm not leaving."
"What... what are you saying?"
Latios's voice wavered.
He didn't want to believe what he was hearing.
"Don't be reckless, Latias is still—"
"Latias is already on her way here."
That single sentence silenced Latios.
He opened his mouth, struggling for words.
Then, as if suddenly realizing sothing, his gaze darted to his own unmoving body on the ground.
"Then that ans..."
"Yes. Soone is trying to sow discord."
Elias let out a cold laugh, confirming his suspicions.
If he hadn't stretched his psychic senses to their limit before reconstructing Latios's body, he wouldn't have noticed Latias approaching.
He didn't even want to imagine what would've happened if she had arrived and seen Latios lying lifeless beside him.
"They want to manipulate things?"
"Fine. I'll play along."
Muttering softly, Elias made his decision.
Leaving the normal way was impossible. He had noticed Ariados's silk threads strung all over the island's interior and periter.
It was obvious who had set the trap.
And there was no guarantee that the enemy wasn't monitoring them right now.
If they tried to leave, they would be intercepted.
Since that was the case, Elias had no intention of leaving at all.
"What are you planning?"
Latios had been watching him closely. The mont he saw Elias's expression darken, a terrible feeling gripped his heart.
"Latios, take care of Tias for ."
As if confirming his worst fears, Elias's voice was calm as he spoke.
Latios's eyes widened in horror. His breath caught in his throat.
"We can escape together—there has to be a way!"
"Don't do anything foolish!"
He tried to restrain Elias, but before he could act, Elias's gaze alone drained the strength from his body.
"Don't forget—your power belongs to now."
Elias smiled, his usual warmth returning.
"If you can, tell Mom I went on a journey."
With that, he straightened up.
Perhaps sensing the shift in his intent, Milotic reacted at last.
"Miou!"
She lunged, trying to coil around Elias as she always did.
But—
For the first ti, Elias dodged.
"You need to try sothing new, Milotic," he sighed.
Then, before she could react again, their eyes t.
[Hypnosis].
"Miou..."
Milotic shuddered but had no resistance. Within seconds, she slumped into unconsciousness.
"Sorry," Elias whispered, stroking her scales.
Then, he looked up.
"J... It's ti to pay the price."
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T/N: OMGGGGG PHEWWWW god i was so scared of translating the next chapter OMGGGG THANK GOOOD ELIAS WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO SHOULDVE NEVER DOUBTED YOU
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