But this shitty reality would not change just because Prisoner Y, a bird, complained about it.
Behind Little Y stood Su Hao, Diancie, and Xerneas.
But behind Prisoner Y stood no one.
No matter how much it wanted to eat without restraint, it was useless.
After all, Zygarde, the only one who might have stood behind it, had been beaten into submission by Su Hao ten years ago.
And now Zygarde was busy playing a cultivation game and had no time to pay attention to it at all.
Let alone come out and "speak up for justice."
With no other choice, it could only compromise and agree to cooperate with Su Hao and Little Y's plan.
If it cooperated, perhaps it could at least mooch off some scraps and have a chance to get some fresh air in the future.
If it did not, it would truly have to sit in prison inside that idiot Little Y forever.
Sigh—
What sins had it, the dignified First Generation God of Death Yveltal, committed to end up like this?
Prisoner Y's willingness to cooperate undoubtedly saved them a great deal of trouble.
After all, compared to communicating with the muddleheaded Little Y, it was much more convenient to ask Prisoner Y, the First Generation God of Death who had died midway through his journey.
So Su Hao got straight to the point.
"What method do you think could alleviate the current situation to some extent?"
Su Hao had communicated with the power within him—the "search engine" of the [Salvation System], which possessed remnants of Arceus's power from Reshiram World.
What was currently certain was—
Changing rules such as the Death Law, rules governing the underlying workings of the world, was basically impossible unless one possessed complete creation-level power.
Not to mention