âLast I checked I only over see three regions while your job and vast endless power is supposed to watch over time over all of our planet and is in her duty to keep herself health to keep our world in balance.â
âEven my Creator was imperfect, no matter how divine. I am an imperfect being given shape and life by an imperfect being. How much do you think is under my control? A few regions? A few planets? A couple star clusters? Entire Galaxies, planets upon planets, stars upon stars. With every breath, every beat of my heart I feel all of it. This planet, your regions are minuscule in the grand scheme, yet just as lovely as all the sights Iâve admired in my time.â
âNo, beast- No. No, Entei, you are wrong. My power is far greater than yours, even Zygarde struggles to rival it, but it is not without itâs limit. The expanse of space is easy, my duties to care for the universe my Creator so loves is a joy, but it is work. It is the greatest honor I could be given, but it is endless.â
âThe fact is, Iâve been weakened ever since Cyrus made his appearance. My body was damaged by the Red Chain, I believe Dialga suffered the same. I needed time to recover, but the universe was not so strained by one single incident. It was easier. Easier until that mortal decided she ought to see Ultra Space. Solgaleo and Lunala are nuisance enough, but at least their kind know well enough to close the portals they open. Know well enough not to damage the fabric of space itself.â
âMortal humans are incredible, truly among the most fascinating of my Creatorâs creations. They are as ignorant as they are smart, selfish as we Gods and with enough kindness to make them worth the trouble. Still, humans try and do that which they cannot understand. An action which can have dire consequence.â
âAnswer me this, would you tell a human to walk when their leg is broken? Would you order them to fight when their arms are damaged? No, because straining what is already damaged will only lead to more damage, and life was created in the image of Gods. My true form has been damaged, my power weakened. I appear before you in this mortal form because it expends less of my energy to sustain it than to sustain the body of a draconic God.â
âIt will take time, and personally Iâd much rather keep the Creatorâs universe as stable as it needs to be than to destroy myself and this realm with more than I can take at this time.â