Greninja fell from the sky, and Noivern caught him securely.
The six Pokémon gathered together. Greninja patted Cheng Tian, who looked somewhat dazed. Cheng Tian came back to his senses and gently shook his head.
"I'm fine. It's all over."
A powerful wind swept in from behind. Origin Giratina flapped his wings and came before Cheng Tian.
[Not bad, brat. By that reckoning, you're a man who's faced a god head-on now.]
Giratina's tone was teasing, but Cheng Tian seemed somewhat distracted.
[What's wrong?]
"No, I was thinking about something." Cheng Tian looked around and found that the surroundings seemed unchanged.
"Before the Ghost-type Plate shattered, it said it was a cornerstone of this world. Arceus told me something similar. But now that the Plate has shattered, nothing around us seems to have changed. I thought the world might collapse or something."
Giratina shook his head mockingly. [It didn't have a clear understanding of itself, and you didn't understand it well enough either.]
[Ultimately, the Ghost-type Plate belongs to Arceus, or rather, it's one of his items. Although such things possess spiritual sensitivity, they won't develop consciousness of their own because they're under Arceus's restraints.]
[Of the eighteen Plates, the Ghost-type Plate's power is the most unusual. Presumably, being confined here for so long and exposed to the resentment and malice of the world was what gave rise to such a brutal, evil consciousness.]
"So hasn't its consciousness already dissipated?"
[That's right.] Giratina nodded. [But the Plate won't dissipate.]
"Huh?"
Specks of purple light appeared in the sky, accompanied by an endless stream of Ghost-type Energy. This Ghost-type Energy gathered together, its light growing brighter and brighter, showing signs of gradually condensing into solid form.
At last, purple light blazed, and a quietly floating purple Plate reappeared between heaven and