Anakin turned his head to the Ultra Necrozma the moment he heard words spoken to him. He stared at Zariya with a bit of confusion but at the same time a little bit of interest. Thinking of what the Ultra Necrozma said to him.
He was about to ask her about the “It’s you!” phrase but remembered she corrected her self about that. He then set his mind on her question she had asked him.
“Yes, I am very much like you, though making the difference that I am not of an Ultra form like you. And, I can produce light, really, I can. But, it’s just, I try my best NOT to produce any, as it has hurt many innocents before. Because of this, I am learning to control it better then I did before.”
Anakin feeling the Ultra Necrozma’s warm (In a good feeling way) aura, he smiled at her. Then he continued on saying.
“Let me finish that last word for you. I look like a Lugia. Yes. I fused with a Lugia as a matter of fact.”
Finally replying to the Ultra Necrozma’s last question, he said.
“Anakin. My name is Anakin. it’s nice to meet you. What is your name?”
She bows her head and finally folds in her wings. “Hm! Well, it’s a pleasure to meet you, Anakin. My name is Zariya.”
“I’m... a little lost on all of this, though. You’re... fused? I’m not entirely sure what you mean by that. I was worried your dark crystals meant you were sick, but... do they just not contain light? Is it painful? And besides, ceasing to produce light - I’m unsure if things are different elsewhere, but... I didn’t think that was possible.” Her tails curl around her legs, claws sinking a little more into the ground.
“Though I can’t say I’m a stranger to the ways light such as ours can be used to hurt. Perhaps if I was in your position, I would do the same... but I have a duty. I can’t abandon it, or many more will die. I-it’s good that you’re learning to control it, however! I wish you luck with that!”
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