Giygas- Final Mani Mani Illusion

	“Heh! You say you liked me?” Pokey scoffed. “You're such a liar! That can't possibly be true!”
	Suddenly he threw back his head and thrust his arms into their wonderful cosmic surroundings. “Watch this!” he cried, as he tore into it like paper and viciously ripped it all away.
	Their grammar school playground suddenly appeared, where Pokey was trying to practice on the vault bar and all the other kids were making fun of him. “What about then, eh, Ness?” Pokey growled. “...What about back then?!”
	And there, trembling as he clutched the straps of his little backpack, his eyes wide in shock as he stood frozen and unable to move...who was that child? That little boy, with the visor of his red baseball cap pulled slightly askew, blue and yellow stripes on his shirt, denim shorts...and a bright red first base mitt tied to the zipper of his backpack...?
	“Ooh...oh...oh...”
	It was Ness. That child was Ness. And so, Ness's own fitful trembling channeled its way through to the child's feet. He had to find a way to lift those feet from the ground, he had to kick off with all his might...and once he turned around, he could never look back, he could never stop. He had to run, and keep running. He had to leave this place, he had to escape...!
	“You ran away!” Pokey cried. “You ran away! You ran away!”
	His voice tormented Ness from every direction at once. Pokey grew larger and larger until he filled the entire sky above, and with one hand on his hip, he pointed the other straight at Ness. “That's right, isn't it?” he sneered. “Isn't it, Ness? You got out of there as fast as you could, didn't you?!”
	Covering his ears and turning away from the towering Pokey, Ness fled. He ran. He ran far away...then farther still. He pretended that he couldn't see any of this. Pretended that he didn't know anything about it. Oh, but no matter how hard he ran, he couldn't seem to get away! Even if he ran so hard his shoes wore out, his feet became stained with blood, and his heart burst...he knew he would never have gotten anywhere.
...

	“STOP IIIIIT!” he yelled at last, as loud as he could. And just as he did...
	Baaaaaaang!
	The sun burst, the earth trembled, the sky shattered, and a shower of blood gushed from the group of older kids. Thick and eerie black clouds swirled into a vortex, and thunder rang out high and low through an atmosphere that boiled like a witch's cauldron. Violent lighting lashed like celestial whips against the old schoolhouse. Windowpanes smashed to pieces, classrooms crumbled in silence, and people fell to the ground one after another. Children throughout the playground were assailed by a whirlwind as sharp as knives. There was a child whose hands and feet were ripped off with overwhelming force, and then something like an explosion tore them to pieces. There were screams...cries...sobs... There was a girl reaching out and crying, “Someone, please help me!”...as half of her face had been brutally torn away. “It hurts, it hurts!” cried a young boy, his entrails hanging loose as he clutched his stomach and sobbed. A pale and motionless arm protruded from beneath the rubble. There was a child whose clothes had been torn to rags, walking unsteadily until suddenly they stopped, dropped to their knees, pitched forward and fell. As their face rebounded off the pavement, they became still.
	“Wh...what is this?” Ness cried, in shock. “Who would...who would do something this terrible...?” With a small cry of realization, he looked up. “...Was it you, Pokey...?!”
	“Hey, now...don't go throwing the blame around like that!” Pokey replied. “It wasn't me! ...But, it is incredible, isn't it? I'm amazed! You're doing wonderfully, Ness! Ah-hahahahahahhaha!”
	Pokey's grating cackle echoed through the darkness. His belly shook as he laughed. “Here, have a look!” In one of his hands, he clutched that eerie golden statue and he proudly held it up high. “The one who did all this, Ness, was you. You did this. The Mani Mani here just took a little bit of your pride and joy, that sigh, or shy, or spy, or whatever you call it...those weird powers you have...and it used them in your place!”
	“...What are you saying?”
	And then, that shining statue...oh, how do I describe it? ...It warped, it melted, it changed. Before their very eyes, it changed from the form of a frightening demon to the form of a sweetly-smiling Ness. Sweetly? No, that's not quite right. Is there such a thing as a frightening smile? Even though it was smiling, and even though that smile was certainly the carefree smile of a young child...it felt as though something terribly evil, something cold, was hidden behind it.
	“That's right,” said Pokey. “It was no one else but you. Ah, weren't you just thinking, I want this to end, I don't want to see this? Well, that's exactly why the very loyal Mani Mani caused all that destruction on your behalf, isn't it? In other words, you're the one who lost control, and this was one hundred percent your fault!”
	Pokey grinned, and he began to toss the golden statue playfully from one hand to the other.
	“As a baseball player,” he went on, “I'm sure you understand how hard it is to play at your very best during an entire live game, don't you? This thing is a device that can ensure that you will! It's a very amusing toy, don't you think? And it's been doing such a fine job, wouldn't you say? Thanks to this thing, everything's been going unbelievably perfect for me ever since I got my hands on it! And I even let you use it, despite the fact that I don't like to share it with anyone else! Aren't you grateful I allowed you to see something that so few others have seen?”
	So that's it. ...That's what all of this was, Ness thought. At last, he felt that he understood. This Mani Mani statue, which he had thought was a machine that would infinitely amplify a person's desires, was really just a device that fully unleashed a person's truest potential.
...

“Pokey!” he cried. “You have to stop this! Throw that thing away! It's dangerous!”
	“What's that?” Pokey replied, with a smirk. “Heh heh. I couldn't do that even if I wanted to! This thing belongs to me! I couldn't just give it to anyone else!”
	“Throw it away, you idiot!” Ness barked.
	He grabbed Pokey by his arm. Pokey struggled clumsily and tried to keep the Mani Mani statue away from him, but Ness could almost get his fingers on it...could almost touch it. All he'd have to do is touch it, if only he could reach it...and then he could destroy it with his PSI Rockin', like he did with all those Mini-Mini versions!
	Because of all his pent up energy, Ness's outstretched fingertips sparked with little flashes of electrical discharge.
	“Th...that tickles!” stammered Pokey. Apparently, the sparks had hit him right in the most sensitive part of his underarm. “Hyuk, hyuk...uwaugh, stop! Don't touch it! Let go! I said let go...! Let GOOOO!”
	...Ness reached the statue at last.
	He concentrated his thoughts. He prayed with only one word...
	...BREAK!

	And at just that moment...

	The dream was broken. It splintered. It shattered to pieces. The instant Ness's fingers had reached the horrible golden skin of that statue and he unleashed a finishing blow with his PSI Rockin', this cheap illusion created by the Mani Mani, which had been powered by the chaos of this rift between the many universes, vanished without a trace.

- MOTHER 2: Giygas Strikes Back, chapter 9