The Truth of What Happened Back Then: The Final Battle with Pecharunt (Please Vote)

Mingyou recalled the Snorlax wedged in the doorway into its Poké Ball, then sent it out again. That finally freed it. He had thought making the arcade entrance taller would be enough, but now the width was the problem.

"I'll fix it in a few days..."

"Snorlax!"

Once freed, Snorlax raced back to the Villa at surprising speed. It was starving. Its appetite felt ten times what it had been as a Munchlax—maybe even nine!

Mingyou shook his head. Evolution didn't seem to have changed much. Snorlax was still just as nimble; he would only have to make more food each day. At least the Manor had fruit... Like hell that was a good thing!

He looked over the devastated Orchard. Ripe and unripe fruit lay scattered everywhere, along with half-eaten scraps. Okidogi and Fezandipiti had even made off with a pile of fruit when they fled.

His fists... clenched!

"If you can't finish it, don't waste it!"

Mingyou forced a smile through gritted teeth, fighting down his anger. He no longer had the heart to calculate the losses. Only one thought remained.

He wanted to become Smeargle's brother, Slaughtergle, and slaughter the lot of them!

"Oger!"

Ogerpon pulled out its Ivy Cudgel, ready to set off, but Mingyou stopped it. "Wait. Akari described the Ogre as a purple peach... Does that ring a bell? And there was that strange 'chibei' cry."

"Oger?"

Ogerpon froze for a moment, then lowered its head to think. Finally, it put on the Teal Mask and drew on the power of memory, following those crucial clues...

"Oger...!"

It remembered!

Ogerpon removed the mask. In its memories, there really had been a peach-shaped figure. It had also heard that strange "chibei" cry from the villagers who had thrown stones at it!

That day... Ogerpon had