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In celebration of "Pokemon"'s 20th anniversary and "The Legend of Zelda"'s 30th anniversary this year, I present to you a fantastic Pokemon adventure set in a Zelda-like world.
(rated E10+ for fantasy violence and frightening images)
Prologue: The Eight-color Blade
It is a story long told in the world of Mikawa...long ago, the Legendary Pokemon forged a beautiful sword blessed with the powers of the elements to protect the world from evil. Because this sword glowed in eight colors, it became known to the races of Mikawa as the Eight-color Blade.
For a time, the Eight-color Blade remained in the realm of mortals, and was sought by many great heroes. Those worthy enough to wield the blade were few in number--being a holy weapon, the Eight-color Blade did not look at outward appearances, but instead judged the heart of the potential wielder--and woe to those who dared to use it for their own glory!
After far too many wars both large and small were fought over this holy blade, The Great Lord Arceus, chief of the Legendaries, and the one that created the world and all in it, returned the blade to the heavens, only appearing to worthy wielders to grant them the use of it.
The Legendaries agreed that not just anyone skilled with a sword could wield the Eight-color Blade, but what if evil struck, and its holy powers were needed? Arceus decided to drain the sword of its elemental powers, and hide the gems used to grant them in well guarded labyrinths to deter the unworthy. The blade itself, while still powerful, was hidden in what is known today as Glasa Forest.
Most legends say that in hours of great need, only a great hero can draw the blade from its pedestal--and the one that does must then go on a great journey to unlock its full potential, and awaken the god Pokemon Arceus.
Of course, this did not deter would be wielders from attempting to draw the sword--most of them could not budge the blade at all, but those that could draw the blade either were lost wandering the labyrinths (where they have been presumed dead) or could not handle the long and perilous quest wielders of the sword had to undertake.
And so the Eight-color Blade remained in its pedestal, and Mikawa's peoples were at peace--peace many hoped would last forever.
But as is often the case in this world, that was not to be.
Not long ago, a wizard named Lysandre has released the destruction bird Yveltal from her prison deep underground, unleashing an evil magic not seen in a thousand years--many Pokemon have gone wild, and monsters roam the land, bringing terror and despair in their wake.
Like many others before them, many would be heroes made the journey to Glasa Forest to attempt to draw the sword, but one by one, they failed, as the Eight-color Blade can only be drawn by one whose heart was courageous, true, and unselfish.
My tale for you all is about one such hero that drew the sword, endured the long quest, and defeated Lysandre once and for all.
How do I know this tale is true, you ask? I was there alongside the wielder as he traveled, lending the magic of song to his cause.
So hear now the tale of the red mage Ash--who I am proud to call my friend--and how he awakened the Eight-color Blade...
(rated E10+ for fantasy violence and frightening images)
Prologue: The Eight-color Blade
It is a story long told in the world of Mikawa...long ago, the Legendary Pokemon forged a beautiful sword blessed with the powers of the elements to protect the world from evil. Because this sword glowed in eight colors, it became known to the races of Mikawa as the Eight-color Blade.
For a time, the Eight-color Blade remained in the realm of mortals, and was sought by many great heroes. Those worthy enough to wield the blade were few in number--being a holy weapon, the Eight-color Blade did not look at outward appearances, but instead judged the heart of the potential wielder--and woe to those who dared to use it for their own glory!
After far too many wars both large and small were fought over this holy blade, The Great Lord Arceus, chief of the Legendaries, and the one that created the world and all in it, returned the blade to the heavens, only appearing to worthy wielders to grant them the use of it.
The Legendaries agreed that not just anyone skilled with a sword could wield the Eight-color Blade, but what if evil struck, and its holy powers were needed? Arceus decided to drain the sword of its elemental powers, and hide the gems used to grant them in well guarded labyrinths to deter the unworthy. The blade itself, while still powerful, was hidden in what is known today as Glasa Forest.
Most legends say that in hours of great need, only a great hero can draw the blade from its pedestal--and the one that does must then go on a great journey to unlock its full potential, and awaken the god Pokemon Arceus.
Of course, this did not deter would be wielders from attempting to draw the sword--most of them could not budge the blade at all, but those that could draw the blade either were lost wandering the labyrinths (where they have been presumed dead) or could not handle the long and perilous quest wielders of the sword had to undertake.
And so the Eight-color Blade remained in its pedestal, and Mikawa's peoples were at peace--peace many hoped would last forever.
But as is often the case in this world, that was not to be.
Not long ago, a wizard named Lysandre has released the destruction bird Yveltal from her prison deep underground, unleashing an evil magic not seen in a thousand years--many Pokemon have gone wild, and monsters roam the land, bringing terror and despair in their wake.
Like many others before them, many would be heroes made the journey to Glasa Forest to attempt to draw the sword, but one by one, they failed, as the Eight-color Blade can only be drawn by one whose heart was courageous, true, and unselfish.
My tale for you all is about one such hero that drew the sword, endured the long quest, and defeated Lysandre once and for all.
How do I know this tale is true, you ask? I was there alongside the wielder as he traveled, lending the magic of song to his cause.
So hear now the tale of the red mage Ash--who I am proud to call my friend--and how he awakened the Eight-color Blade...