Necrozma had begun developing unnecessary emotions—and not just any emotions, but some seriously messed-up ones.
Even Lana, who in theory was supposed to be the dominant consciousness, hadn't seen this coming.
She never imagined that Necrozma, a proper Tier One Legendary, would fall so far, so fast.
This was a being who used to radiate overwhelming majesty—and now? Now she looked like she wanted someone to stuff that majesty right into her body, if you catch the drift.
Absolutely fucking outrageous.
The worst part? Back when they fought Mew, it had still been Lana's will in control.
At that time, Necrozma had been dead set on capturing Cosmog, force-evolving it, and refining its energy. If it weren't for Lana putting her foot down, Necrozma would never have obediently left Alola.
But then... things started to get weird.
It was like some bizarre switch got flipped inside her. She suddenly became more obsessed with revenge than even Lana herself, growing increasingly arrogant and mouthy—acting just like one of those smug villains in anime who always get blasted into the stratosphere by a Horn Drill or something.
Sure, Lana had a bit of a dark streak now, but at least she hadn't turned into some deranged brat.
So why the hell was Necrozma acting like one now?
And just when Lana thought things couldn't get any worse, she watched "herself" move to straddle Haru's body—clearly planning to provoke him even further—and that was the final straw.
'Stop. Right now. Do you even know what you're doing?'
Lana's voice rang out in their shared mind.
Necrozma, still caught up in the moment, paused. She blinked, and instinctively shot back:
'What's the problem? Isn't this part of your revenge plan? I mean... you do want to thoroughly humiliate this human, don't you?'
'I'm not exactly sure what "rape" is, but from how you've used it, I figure it means something like "humiliation," right?'
...
Lana took a deep breath.
'So your idea of "humiliation" is... stepping on his stomach with your feet, and then groping him while sitting on top of him?'
'Well, for a human, being stepped on and pinned by their enemy must be deeply humiliating, right?'
Maybe it was the odd tone in Lana's question, but Necrozma suddenly seemed uncertain. Had she misunderstood something?
'You... you really don't know anything about humans. You have no idea what true revenge even is!'
To which the eager, passenger-obsessed Necrozma immediately responded:
'Then teach me!'
Now that their minds had synced and she'd tasted even a bit of human pleasure, Necrozma was absolutely hooked.
To experience more of it, she was willing to study as long as it took! And Lana—her brilliant human "mentor"—would be her guide.
'The ultimate goal of revenge is your own pleasure. But that pleasure must come directly from your enemy.
'Simple insults or violence won't cut it. If you want to go further, you need to think outside the box. That's why I brought both that woman and Haru here.'
'Haru is someone she cares about deeply. So if I twist Haru into my shape right in front of her… wouldn't that humiliate her even more?'
'Which means, of course, I have to make sure she stays fully conscious the whole time. Otherwise, it won't have the desired effect.'
'Ahh, I see! So capturing them wasn't just about restraint—it had deeper meaning! Human cunning truly knows no bounds.'
Even though she was technically just talking to herself, Necrozma couldn't help but nod in admiration.
'But that's still just the surface. I've prepared far more advanced techniques.'
'But for any of them to work, I need a human body.'
'So here's what you're going to do: take your real body and stand guard outside. Give me the bulk of your power. And don't interfere. I really don't want to be interrupted while I'm enacting my revenge. I know you wouldn't want that either.'
'While you're out there, try reshaping your body to look more human. Once I'm done, I'll teach you more advanced tactics.'
Having casually issued this series of shameless demands, Lana looked completely unbothered.
She wanted Necrozma's power. She didn't want Necrozma watching. She wanted full control.
Basically, she was treating Necrozma like a glorified tool.
And what did Necrozma do?
"No problem!" she replied enthusiastically.
She didn't really get why she couldn't watch the revenge process, but hey—if her human teacher promised to share even greater pleasures afterward, then so be it!
And just like that... this mighty Tier One Legendary ended up playing doorman for Lana's twisted roleplay, dutifully standing watch outside the tower with her true body.
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At the top of the Sky Pillar, Lusamine—who had been unconscious the whole way—finally began to stir.
Only to realize something was very, very wrong.
Some strange force had her bound... and something heavy was pressing down on her body.
Just one glance was enough for her to recognize what it was.
"Lana, what the hell do you think you're doing?!"
"What else?" Lana smiled. "Putting on a great show… and you, dear Lusamine, are the stage."
"Your body's so soft—I just know you'll play the part of a 'bed' beautifully."
Right then, Haru's confused voice drifted from beside her. He had walked up to the "bed," looked down, and asked:
"Lusamine? Why are you dressed like... that?"
...Except he wasn't even looking at Lusamine.
He had clearly said "Lusamine"—but was staring straight at Lana.