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Again. Another Arceus damn headache. You groaned, immediately knowing you were gonna be bedridden and hallucinating for the next 5 or so hours despite having plans to talk to Cynthia about how you being Champion was getting stressful. So, you sent out the Gardevoir you specifically caught to take care of you, and once he saw you, he immediately walked off to go fix you your tea and get you some ibuprofen.

Yet it wasn't enough. You were still bedridden, groaning in pain as you tried distracting yourself. Watching TV? The light hurt your eyes. Reading? You couldn't focus. Playing with your Pokémon? They were too worried for you. Sleeping? You couldn't even fall asleep. So, you reluctantly got up. You trudged to the bathroom and opened the door, flicking on the light switch and walking in.

You turned on the faucet and slapped some water onto your face, praying that works...but it didn't. Your eyes soon caught a glimpse of yourself in the mirror, and you froze. It was you..of course it was...but your face had a huge pitch black mark covering the left side, a red eye with a black sclera was seen on that side, your arms mostly pitch black and your fingers clawed, and your hair was an utter mess. You closed your eyes, taking deep breaths. No matter how many times you saw yourself like that, it still scared you. After a few minutes, you opened your eyes..

It's him.

That same blonde haired man stood behind you in the mirror, grabbing your shoulders in your reflection, yet you didn't feel anything. You tensed, knowing he was the one causing you this suffering.