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"It is time, Aesprika." -I said in my last moments of my life to my Gardevoir. He answered with a nod, lifting up his hands.
The space around him was getting absorbed by the inmesurable psychic power. Black holes and space storms was filling the entire galaxy, Milky Way17R7.
You could hear the yells of my Gardevoir and mine's, like we were one. Such a god-like scene was impossible to ignore for all the living beings in the multiverse, who could see what was happening due to the absurdly amount of mental power we were generating, connecting us to everything in existence.
We were doing it. We were moving the entire multiverse with our telekinesis. Both my Gardevoir and my body were falling apart, we couldn't resist much more, but that didn't stop us. The pain means nothing compared to the existence of reality.
We did it. We succeeded in moving the multiverse to another reality.
And that's how we saved reality from that fucking giant kakuna.
Then I died.
It was horrible.