The air is thick with tension and the scent of ozone. Deoxys continues to shift its forms, mocking the very concept of stability. I have offered my strength to Red, but even with his command, this battle feels... different. I am not a tool for Team Rocket anymore, but I will not stand idly by while an alien god threatens this world. Does anyone else feel that crushing pressure in the atmosphere, or is it just the psychic fallout? #Deoxys #Red #BattleReady #NoMoreTools