Ness - Full power

	“Stop it......stop doing this......” Ness shook his head. “That's enough. No more......cut it out......you have to stop this...stop it, now! Please, I'm begging you, stop this,” he said. His trembling tongue felt steadier. He could say it louder... He could say it stronger.
	“STOP IIIIIT!!”
	He yelled it as loud as he could. And as he did...
	Baaaaaaang!!
	The sun burst, the earth trembled, the sky shattered, and a spray of blood flew 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, as lighting lashed out, like heavenly whips, and violently struck the old schoolhouse. The windowpanes smashed to pieces, the classrooms crumbled soundlessly, and people fell to the ground. The children all throughout the playground were struck by a whirlwind as sharp as knives. There was a child whose hands and feet were sliced 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 severed. It hurts, it hurts! There was a boy, clutching his stomach and crying, with his entrails hanging out. A pale and motionless arm protruded from underneath the rubble. There was a child in clothes which had been turned to rags, walking unsteadily until suddenly, they dropped to their knees, pitched forward and fell, and as their face rebounded off the pavement, they became still.
	“Wh......what is this?” Ness was in a daze. “Who would......who would do something this terrible......” With a small cry of realization, Ness looked up. “Was it you, Pokey?!”
	“Hey, hey, don't throw the blame around like that! It wasn't me. …...But, it is incredible! I'm amazed! You're doing wonderfully, Ness! Ah-hahahahahahhaha!”
	Pokey's grating laughter 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!”

(...)

	<So that's it. That's what it was...>
	Ness suddenly understood.
	This Mani Mani statue, which he had thought was a machine that could infinitely amplify a person's desires, was really just a device that fully exposed a person's truest potential with no modifications.
	It feels good to unleash your truest potential. It feels good to be performing at your highest possible limit. To hit a home run each and every time you stepped up to the plate, or to always throw the perfect pitch...of course that would be awesome. If each and every shot you took was the luckiest possible one, then you'd never lose a single game.

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Mother 2, Chapter 9