Oscar was an engineer, not a scientist. However, anyone who knew him would know that his lack of empirical knowledge did not stop him from practicing science. One might describe it more akin to 'mad science', and to that Oscar would scoff in their face. Was it mad to chase the horizon of the known world!? Was it mad to test the limits of rationality to create a better tomorrow!? 

Probably not, at least not to Oscar. While his compatriots may have their anxieties about today's historic experiment, Oscar was all smiles and giddy gleams. A lot of work went into this little number, and if it paid off it was gonna be a HUGE payday for all of Rocket! Though it could also blow them and everything within a hundred mile radius to kingdom come, but Oscar was already dying so he did not sweat that too much.

What was once a warehouse was today home to a massive Infinity Generator. Usually these babies had more room to sprawl the machinery, but Oscar had to make use of every inch of this limited space--resulting in the jungle of pipes, wires, and tubing that surrounded the generator proper.

Oscar was making some last minute tweaks to the generator's main body when his companions for this experiment arrived. He was not familiar with Elisabeth Fiorelli's line of work, but had he been informed earlier he probably would have paid her a visit at some point to seek answers about his ailment. With the help of Bryan however, that would not presently be necessary.

As she asked about the mulch, Oscar would respond while performing his maintenance, "I haven't! I've heard stories though, brings shit back from the dead. Wish there was more, I have a Buzzwole head that is begging to be planted." A few clangs came from the hatch Oscar was digging through, and before long he would pull himself out and slam the hatch shut.

"We are good to go! Ready when you guys are!"

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"Oh shi-"

Oscar nearly fell backward as Xerneas emerged from the tree. Had it been in there the whole time? Hopefully it was not bothered when Oscar played some work music earlier. Though surely the legendary life pokemon had to enjoy rock and roll, the most invigorating of music genres! Oscar recovered quickly, wiping his hands off with a nearby towel. Everything was in place, now all they needed to do was turn it on...

Oscar strolled casually over to the control panel, set up with a thick layer of fiberglass to protect from--accidents. Donning a set of tinted goggles, Oscar would clap his hands loudly and shout to his companions. "Let's light 'er up! If you wanna get behind cover now's the time!" Should they choose Oscar's control panel as their point of safety, goggles would be provided to help emulate that mad science vibe Oscar craved. I mean--protect their eyes.

Once everyone was in position, Oscar chuckled deviously and began the startup process. The generator slowly roared to life, starting off loud but stationary as it tried to breakdown the Blue Mulch. Just as it did for countless Mega Stones, the generator would extract the mulch's infinity energy and begin running it through its tubular power grid. A bright blue light would emit from the generator, a stark change to its usual orange glow. Oscar cackled, the generator was locked and loaded. He grabbed a bright red lever in the center of his panel, and after a dramatic pause he would pull it to unleash the gathered energy into the sync stones. 

To say it was a light show would be an immense understatement, the pure Infinity Energy surging through the Crystal Bloom Hearts sent colors of every variety cascading across the walls. Now came the moment of truth, as the energy was transferred directly into the tree. Oscar's manic laughter echoed over the sound of surging electricity, he seemed to be rather enjoying himself. 

"I love my fuckin' job!"

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PANACEA

MOD POST

THE BLUE MULCH IS PLACED INTO THE GENERATOR. A sought after fertilizer, not much of it exists in this realm anymore; after all, NECROZMA'S ATTACK had pilfered its efficacy. Siphoned it dry in ways both tangible and unseen.

The thing is with experiments is that there are two kinds. Some are done with tested and careful calculations, backed with a history of research and analysis. Others are done madly. Maximum risk, maximum reward; to discover new frontiers is to risk the previous one you're in... or to risk sheer failure.

What the trio possess remains relatively new to Hoennian study. In particular, the SYNC STONE lacks much literature... but this may not matter.

When the energy is transfered from the BLUE MULCH into the DEAD TREE OF LIFE, they see the opposite occur.

The DEAD TREE OF LIFE WITHERS AWAY. Its ivory bark sheds. Disintegrates into a small mound of soft soil.

However, from this mound, the smallest sapling grows. This is no new tree of life. Rather, it is a new tree given life... though it won't survive long in this shallow garden.

The blue mulch's energy is all consumed in the aftermath; however, they create new life from ash. A beautiful sentiment that reinforces the cycle of life and death in the Pokemon world.

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For most of the experiment, Oscar was grinning ear to ear. It was so refreshing to perform an experiment of this scale, it had been so long! However his grin grew strained as the tree began to wither and dissolve. Bryan seemed very unhappy, and suddenly Oscar found himself slowly reaching for what he called 'the emergency overload switch'. Bryan could not beat him up if he were blasted into the sky...

Luckily no explosions were necessary, as the tree opened to reveal a sprouting plant! Oscar shut down the generator, sighing in relief as he ran forward to get a closer look. He pushed his goggles onto his forehead and whistled as he examined the plant. "Remarkable. We've created something--new! Ho-ly shit we actually did something! I mean, I knew we would but still it's awesome!" 

Before Oscar could run off to grab champagne though, Bryan would teleport the three of them to his secret garden. As they emerged into the warm embrace of the sun, Oscar could not help but be stricken with awe. Oscar rarely had an appreciation of nature, but Bryan's garden was a work of art. Part of the perks of being the avatar of life it would seem. Oscar nodded as Bryan spoke, "My lips are sealed--one thing though who's Eden?"

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