[Rated T]
- Death Desire -
Is dying really inevitable?
Prologue - The start of a new age
It was a dark and depressing night for Neo Sinnoh. Once again, a large thunderstorm was terrorizing the land, but somehow the inhabitants of the region seemed oblivious to the weather - after all, this was the third thunderstorm of the week. After all, though Neo Sinnoh was a region of vitality and creation, a shadow had always lingered within. Right in the middle of land stood the mighty Mount Coronet, towering above the land since the ancient times. The mountain peak had always been a spiritual place for the Pokemon world, but ironically - the mountain range was known as one of the most treacherous areas in the world. With the constant blizzards and low temperatures at night, no pokemon had ever underestimated the severity of hailstorms that howled at the summit.
Rain continued to descend from the gray, depressing beyond, and Mount Coronet itself was far from being peaceful and forgiving. The moon - the only light source for the night - was barely bright enough to light up the way. The trees came to life and swayed with the wind, creating dancing shadows along the long, deserted pathways.
Apparently, lighting wasn't the only pesky problem. Along with some hoots from a random noctowl, the pitter-patter of raindrops formed an unsteady rhythm which had only brought misery to everyone's ears. After a flash of lightning, the occasional thunder rumbled by, joining the exasperating cacophony of nature and worsening the effect. However, for the average inhabitant of the harsh terrains, this was nothing out of the ordinary.
The only thing that differed from the average Coronet night was a strange cave...which seemed to be radiating light deep within the entrance. The radiant golden rays created a lighter, more comfortable atmosphere where everything seemed warmer and happier than before...
Whoosh!
A bright streak of light trekked across the sky, leaving a trail of gold behind it. Even Mother Nature had stopped with her 'royal orchestra' and looked above with much anticipation. But alas, beautiful things had always come to an end, and this magnificent scene just happened to end in the blink of an eye. In a matter of seconds, the ball of ice had left our world and continued with its endless journey, never to return in hundreds of years. With the golden trail fading into the night, not much had acknowledged its short visit. Those who had, though, expected little of that little visitor; most of them saw it as an ordinary ball of ice. But there were some intelligent pokemon out there, some who had recognized it as the one and only Millennium Comet.
For those intelligent explorers, the comet's swift arrival (and departure) was as valuable as a land of gold and silver. That could easily be explainable, as something just as rare was about to be awakened. After all, the legend had been proven to be more than a myth; tonight, it would be proven once again.
Just when Mother Nature was about to continue with her work, the entire mountain range was held still by a melody that filled the night with a soft, magnificent song. Following the voice that had brought the mountain back to life, it led us back to the strange, shimmering cave which was glowing even brighter than before. It was now full of sweet, alluring melodies and the entire mountain had seemed to calm down just to have a closer look.
"With our voices of purity, I summon you to answer our call!" a powerful voice echoed across the canyon, and the glowing cave responded with a more vibrant flash of yellow. "Rise, the mighty Wish Maker!"
Answering the summoner's call, a powerful beam of golden light erupted from the cave, blinding everything without its grasp. Even the entire sky was lightened up for a few seconds before returning to its original color - an uninteresting tone of dark blue. After a minute of shining light, the glowing had slowly faded into something equivalent to a firefly. With the environment inside the cave longer shrouded by the blinding light, the cave returned to its dank and depressing self as if nothing had happened at all.
As the light had faded, it was easy to see who had been dwelling inside this mysterious place. Standing in circular formation were five young cinccino - a bunch of brave explorers who had spent days climbing up the treacherous mountain range. In front of them was a graceful, floating figure, never to be seen by the common house folk. Stunned by beauty of the pokemon, their eyes were all bawled out with awe; after all, it was the sole reason of their dangerous expedition...
"You have summoned me from a thousand years of slumber, and I am here to answer your call," said the legendary Wish Maker, twirling in circles with its playful attitude. "Though you may know me as Jirachi, it is only the scientific name of my species. You can, however, address me by my real name: Luminae. Either way, as you have awakened me from slumber, I am here to fulfill your wishes."
People had often classified the Wish Maker as a genderless pokemon, but judging by its feminine voice and actions, it could only be a female. The cinccino remained silent and frozen for a few seconds before coming back to their senses, knowing that they couldn't waste this valuable opportunity. The wish could make turn them into the richest pokemon in the world; it could also destroy the region within seconds. With such a large responsibility on their hands, the explorers huddled up and exchanged their thoughts.
Boom!
A deafening roar of thunder echoed through the air, scaring away the pokemon that had stood in its way. While a normal crash of thunder and lightning seemed nothing out of the ordinary, it had muted the sound of someone's footsteps, allowing him to arrive unnoticed. As another streak of lightning descended across the sky, the brief luminosity revealed a mysterious silhouette standing at the cave entrance. When the light had faded, though, the silhouette had also merged with the darkness around it. Even Jirachi didn't notice the visitor's arrival, as she herself had been drifting around the explorers, waiting for them to make up their minds. In such a dark environment, it was practically hard to see anything; there was no difficulty for the shadow to stay invisible while standing close to the cave walls - everything was all black.
"What was that?" asked one of the cinccino, glancing around with caution. "I think I heard something."
"Really? I don't hear a thing," replied another, leaving the group in order to have a closer look around. "You and your imagina-"
Just when he was about to return to his little group, the chinchilla froze with terror upon hearing a soft, murderous growl behind him. Without a chance to run, a shadowed arm reached out from behind, dragging the explorer back into the darkness. A scream echoed through the cave, and after a few seconds of silence, the cinccino was thrown onto the ground, landing next to his friends. When the fellow explorers surrounded the injured chinchilla, a cold shiver rushed up their spines - the cinccino, which seemed to be their leader, was lying on the ground with his eyes opened wide. The pokemon's arms and legs were bent to a frightening angle, and his neck had been twisted, pulled and turned to an extent that it was curved and distorted like the body of a snake. Red, gruesome liquid was spurting out from the broken neck, creating a puddle of blood around him that only increased in size. The explorers could only stare at their fallen comrade, watching as the victim lay lifelessly on the ground...
Opposing the awestruck group, even the legendary pokemon had a hard time digesting the scene before her. How could something this brutal happen right before her eyes?! Luminae hadn't seen such a brutal death for hundreds of millennia; this sudden incident had put her into a confused stance, throwing her into a sea of uncertainty. After all, she had always been a pure, kind-hearted legendary, and scenes like this had shocked her to the very bone. As if to betray her own emotions, the jirachi's voice came out as a mere squeak. "W-What's going on?"
The Wish Maker's question had fallen upon wrong ears, a the stranger in the dark lifted his hand into the air, creating an orb of psychic energy. And then, with a push of his hand, the ball surged forward and swallowed the pokemon as a whole. Luminae recognized this as a psychic attack, but the scene before her had plagued her pure, innocent mind, traumatizing her from doing anything to stop it. Upon seeing Luminae's helpless state, the cinccino explorers quickly dumped their equipment onto the floor and rushed toward the exit, only to see the silhouette standing before them with a soft, threatening snarl.
"Don't keep your hopes up, vermin."
Without a single millisecond of doubt, the visitor lunged forward, sealing the group's fate with a roar they'd never forget...
…
…
The rain resumed with its downpour, once again turning Mount Coronet into a land of depression. The magnificent flashes of light had long faded into the night, and the cave was back to its wet and miserable self. With a satisfied grunt, the murderer grabbed the last struggling cinccino by the scruff, staring into its eyes like a bloodthirsty beast. Before the poor pokemon could cry for help, the killer had landed a harsh, sadistic bite on its neck, breaking the veins and bones that were hiding beneath the skin. Swiftly after the ruthless blow, he sent the cinccino flying against the wall with a merciless fling, unaware that he had already done enough. With a little moan, the blood-stained chinchilla bounced off the walls and landed on the floor, joining his other friends at a faraway world. Little did the late cinccino know that dying was actually a blessing and not a punishment that had been planned by fate.
Still, the site of the massacre was not a comfortable sight. Some of their bodies were tilted to a frightening angle, while others had holes and bloody openings along their chests; the sight was enough to make everyone lose their appetites. The stranger, however, was galvanized by his own wrongdoing.
Traumatized by the terrible scene, Luminae could only tremble like a defenseless child. The twisted, bleeding bodies...their distorted faces showing pain and horror...tears were forming in her eyes. She hadn't expected this one bit! This was supposed to be a special day - the day of her awakening! Deep inside her mind, a terrifying thought brought Luminae over the edge - no longer was she pure and innocent...she was impure, imperfect, contaminated by the mortal's greedy acts! The thought of being sinned made her tremble even harder.
"W-what have you done," she screeched, looking at the murderer with her eyes showing nothing but hatred. "W-what have you done?"
The stranger glanced at Luminae's direction and replied with an emotionless voice. "I'm here to make a deal, Luminae; and it'll definitely benefit both of us."
At last, Luminae's mind had finally worked something out: she couldn't let this person, whoever he was, get away with such a massacre; she couldn't this sinful pokemon get away with it. With an enraged voice, the Wish Maker growled and returned a threatening stare. "Now that I'm thinking straight, give me one reason why I shouldn't blast you into pieces!"
"Look, I know you have the power to do that!" replied the stranger with a hiss of frustration. "But listen - is it really that interesting? Sleeping for a thousand years, only to be awake for a week? When that week is over, you continue with your hibernation; is that what you really want, Luminae? With your potential you can do things far beyond granting a single wish!"
Luminae blinked, the thought processing in her mind while taking a deep breath. "...Explain."
"My wish is simple," said the stranger while trying to talk in a softer tone. "I wish every being in Neo Sinnoh would be immortal. I also want you to be awake for as long as I want, to support me with your power-"
"A-are you out of your mind?" Luminae interrupted, flailing her arms while hovering inside the psychic contraption. "Immortal? My support? You're nothing but a murderer!"
"Let me knock some sense into you." said the evildoer. "If everyone is immortal, not only would they be happy, we can also govern the region however we want. They'll always be there to work for us, and we will forever provide them with their daily needs...if you are willing to assist me, that is," the stranger's voice was now resembling a little seductive purr. "They will be happy, I will be happy, and you will no longer have to sleep through everything. You are a legendary pokemon, Luminae. You are supposed to be a legend. If you grant me these wishes, Neo Sinnoh would be all yours. However, as I am not the one who have summoned you, I have no right to make the final decision. You can make this dream come true, Luminae, but if you want to turn down such an excellent offer, you are free to leave."
As a 'token of gratitude', he released Luminae from the imprisoning orb, granting her access to the exit. The Wish Maker was certain that the stranger had absolutely no chance of winning if she engaged in battle, but somehow the lust for staying awake - staying alive - had stopped her in her tracks. Luminae was struggling between two choices; she could either kill him, get away...or she could listen to his idea and become the lovable ruler of the region. His violent actions and thoughts had deeply influenced Luminae's mind, turning her into what she had feared to become: impure. Luminae herself was too blind to see that the spirit inside her had already been altered into something evil. She no longer had the urge to fall asleep, nor did she have the urge to continue with her old routine.
She wanted to live.
It was all clear to her now, and the Wish Maker had made her decision. With their eyes locked upon each others', both of them had already forgotten about the poor group of cinccino, leaving their bodies to wither at a side. After a few seconds of silence, Luminae gave her new partner an approving smile before lifting herself into the air, surrounding herself with brilliant yellow light. With a magnificent flash of colors, a golden shock wave was sent across the region, forever changing the lives of the living.
With an amazing burst of light, the duo had plunged the world into darkness.
"Your wish shall be fulfilled."
Notes:
- It'd be nice if I have some feedback ^^
- There might be some parts in the story where you may think: 'why would he do that' or 'that's weird...', but keep this in mind - twists can be everywhere. :)
- Fact: I had often capitalized 'Pokemon' and the species' names, but I then decided to revert the changes after reading Farla (an experienced fanfic writer on FF.net)'s explanation. xp
- In this Fan Fiction, a pokemon's age would be equal to the human age, which means that the average pokemon would die at the range of 50 - 100 years old (if they don't have any fatal illnesses, that is).
- However, now that everyone is immortal, they are also unable to die through accidents, gunshots, sickness, murder etc etc. There is only one way to 'free one's soul' (the main character's way of saying 'to kill someone'), and that method is currently unknown.
- If you are wondering, A Legendary pokemon =/= a perfect pokemon. Even deities have flaws, and Luminae the Jirachi is no different. If you think all gods are perfect then you might have to get used to this a little bit!
- This is a prologue, and what happens later in Chapter One would be twenty years in the future (and yes, the Immortal Realm). This prologue is to give everyone a clearer setting.
- I haven't revealed who that stranger is, and I'm pretty sure you would know later in the story (perhaps close to the end), but can you guess what species he is? XD Writing down a guess at the reviews part would be fun for all readers :)
- Like above, I haven't revealed the main character, but you'll see him in Chapter One.
- Also, according to Bulbapedia and other sources, Jirachi is awakened when either of these requirements are met: 1. Hearing a song of purity (which was accomplished by the cinccino) or 2. The appearance of the Millennium Comet. If you consider this fact-wise, the cinccino group didn't really have to sing as the 2nd requirement is already fulfilled. However I suppose it sped up her awakening I guess xD
- I've created a theme for Neo Sinnoh ^^ http://youtube.com/watch?v=-sqYnlpiLMo - (normal YT link + / + the link at the left )
- Death Desire -
Is dying really inevitable?
Prologue - The start of a new age
It was a dark and depressing night for Neo Sinnoh. Once again, a large thunderstorm was terrorizing the land, but somehow the inhabitants of the region seemed oblivious to the weather - after all, this was the third thunderstorm of the week. After all, though Neo Sinnoh was a region of vitality and creation, a shadow had always lingered within. Right in the middle of land stood the mighty Mount Coronet, towering above the land since the ancient times. The mountain peak had always been a spiritual place for the Pokemon world, but ironically - the mountain range was known as one of the most treacherous areas in the world. With the constant blizzards and low temperatures at night, no pokemon had ever underestimated the severity of hailstorms that howled at the summit.
Rain continued to descend from the gray, depressing beyond, and Mount Coronet itself was far from being peaceful and forgiving. The moon - the only light source for the night - was barely bright enough to light up the way. The trees came to life and swayed with the wind, creating dancing shadows along the long, deserted pathways.
Apparently, lighting wasn't the only pesky problem. Along with some hoots from a random noctowl, the pitter-patter of raindrops formed an unsteady rhythm which had only brought misery to everyone's ears. After a flash of lightning, the occasional thunder rumbled by, joining the exasperating cacophony of nature and worsening the effect. However, for the average inhabitant of the harsh terrains, this was nothing out of the ordinary.
The only thing that differed from the average Coronet night was a strange cave...which seemed to be radiating light deep within the entrance. The radiant golden rays created a lighter, more comfortable atmosphere where everything seemed warmer and happier than before...
Whoosh!
A bright streak of light trekked across the sky, leaving a trail of gold behind it. Even Mother Nature had stopped with her 'royal orchestra' and looked above with much anticipation. But alas, beautiful things had always come to an end, and this magnificent scene just happened to end in the blink of an eye. In a matter of seconds, the ball of ice had left our world and continued with its endless journey, never to return in hundreds of years. With the golden trail fading into the night, not much had acknowledged its short visit. Those who had, though, expected little of that little visitor; most of them saw it as an ordinary ball of ice. But there were some intelligent pokemon out there, some who had recognized it as the one and only Millennium Comet.
For those intelligent explorers, the comet's swift arrival (and departure) was as valuable as a land of gold and silver. That could easily be explainable, as something just as rare was about to be awakened. After all, the legend had been proven to be more than a myth; tonight, it would be proven once again.
Just when Mother Nature was about to continue with her work, the entire mountain range was held still by a melody that filled the night with a soft, magnificent song. Following the voice that had brought the mountain back to life, it led us back to the strange, shimmering cave which was glowing even brighter than before. It was now full of sweet, alluring melodies and the entire mountain had seemed to calm down just to have a closer look.
"With our voices of purity, I summon you to answer our call!" a powerful voice echoed across the canyon, and the glowing cave responded with a more vibrant flash of yellow. "Rise, the mighty Wish Maker!"
Answering the summoner's call, a powerful beam of golden light erupted from the cave, blinding everything without its grasp. Even the entire sky was lightened up for a few seconds before returning to its original color - an uninteresting tone of dark blue. After a minute of shining light, the glowing had slowly faded into something equivalent to a firefly. With the environment inside the cave longer shrouded by the blinding light, the cave returned to its dank and depressing self as if nothing had happened at all.
As the light had faded, it was easy to see who had been dwelling inside this mysterious place. Standing in circular formation were five young cinccino - a bunch of brave explorers who had spent days climbing up the treacherous mountain range. In front of them was a graceful, floating figure, never to be seen by the common house folk. Stunned by beauty of the pokemon, their eyes were all bawled out with awe; after all, it was the sole reason of their dangerous expedition...
"You have summoned me from a thousand years of slumber, and I am here to answer your call," said the legendary Wish Maker, twirling in circles with its playful attitude. "Though you may know me as Jirachi, it is only the scientific name of my species. You can, however, address me by my real name: Luminae. Either way, as you have awakened me from slumber, I am here to fulfill your wishes."
People had often classified the Wish Maker as a genderless pokemon, but judging by its feminine voice and actions, it could only be a female. The cinccino remained silent and frozen for a few seconds before coming back to their senses, knowing that they couldn't waste this valuable opportunity. The wish could make turn them into the richest pokemon in the world; it could also destroy the region within seconds. With such a large responsibility on their hands, the explorers huddled up and exchanged their thoughts.
Boom!
A deafening roar of thunder echoed through the air, scaring away the pokemon that had stood in its way. While a normal crash of thunder and lightning seemed nothing out of the ordinary, it had muted the sound of someone's footsteps, allowing him to arrive unnoticed. As another streak of lightning descended across the sky, the brief luminosity revealed a mysterious silhouette standing at the cave entrance. When the light had faded, though, the silhouette had also merged with the darkness around it. Even Jirachi didn't notice the visitor's arrival, as she herself had been drifting around the explorers, waiting for them to make up their minds. In such a dark environment, it was practically hard to see anything; there was no difficulty for the shadow to stay invisible while standing close to the cave walls - everything was all black.
"What was that?" asked one of the cinccino, glancing around with caution. "I think I heard something."
"Really? I don't hear a thing," replied another, leaving the group in order to have a closer look around. "You and your imagina-"
Just when he was about to return to his little group, the chinchilla froze with terror upon hearing a soft, murderous growl behind him. Without a chance to run, a shadowed arm reached out from behind, dragging the explorer back into the darkness. A scream echoed through the cave, and after a few seconds of silence, the cinccino was thrown onto the ground, landing next to his friends. When the fellow explorers surrounded the injured chinchilla, a cold shiver rushed up their spines - the cinccino, which seemed to be their leader, was lying on the ground with his eyes opened wide. The pokemon's arms and legs were bent to a frightening angle, and his neck had been twisted, pulled and turned to an extent that it was curved and distorted like the body of a snake. Red, gruesome liquid was spurting out from the broken neck, creating a puddle of blood around him that only increased in size. The explorers could only stare at their fallen comrade, watching as the victim lay lifelessly on the ground...
Opposing the awestruck group, even the legendary pokemon had a hard time digesting the scene before her. How could something this brutal happen right before her eyes?! Luminae hadn't seen such a brutal death for hundreds of millennia; this sudden incident had put her into a confused stance, throwing her into a sea of uncertainty. After all, she had always been a pure, kind-hearted legendary, and scenes like this had shocked her to the very bone. As if to betray her own emotions, the jirachi's voice came out as a mere squeak. "W-What's going on?"
The Wish Maker's question had fallen upon wrong ears, a the stranger in the dark lifted his hand into the air, creating an orb of psychic energy. And then, with a push of his hand, the ball surged forward and swallowed the pokemon as a whole. Luminae recognized this as a psychic attack, but the scene before her had plagued her pure, innocent mind, traumatizing her from doing anything to stop it. Upon seeing Luminae's helpless state, the cinccino explorers quickly dumped their equipment onto the floor and rushed toward the exit, only to see the silhouette standing before them with a soft, threatening snarl.
"Don't keep your hopes up, vermin."
Without a single millisecond of doubt, the visitor lunged forward, sealing the group's fate with a roar they'd never forget...
…
…
The rain resumed with its downpour, once again turning Mount Coronet into a land of depression. The magnificent flashes of light had long faded into the night, and the cave was back to its wet and miserable self. With a satisfied grunt, the murderer grabbed the last struggling cinccino by the scruff, staring into its eyes like a bloodthirsty beast. Before the poor pokemon could cry for help, the killer had landed a harsh, sadistic bite on its neck, breaking the veins and bones that were hiding beneath the skin. Swiftly after the ruthless blow, he sent the cinccino flying against the wall with a merciless fling, unaware that he had already done enough. With a little moan, the blood-stained chinchilla bounced off the walls and landed on the floor, joining his other friends at a faraway world. Little did the late cinccino know that dying was actually a blessing and not a punishment that had been planned by fate.
Still, the site of the massacre was not a comfortable sight. Some of their bodies were tilted to a frightening angle, while others had holes and bloody openings along their chests; the sight was enough to make everyone lose their appetites. The stranger, however, was galvanized by his own wrongdoing.
Traumatized by the terrible scene, Luminae could only tremble like a defenseless child. The twisted, bleeding bodies...their distorted faces showing pain and horror...tears were forming in her eyes. She hadn't expected this one bit! This was supposed to be a special day - the day of her awakening! Deep inside her mind, a terrifying thought brought Luminae over the edge - no longer was she pure and innocent...she was impure, imperfect, contaminated by the mortal's greedy acts! The thought of being sinned made her tremble even harder.
"W-what have you done," she screeched, looking at the murderer with her eyes showing nothing but hatred. "W-what have you done?"
The stranger glanced at Luminae's direction and replied with an emotionless voice. "I'm here to make a deal, Luminae; and it'll definitely benefit both of us."
At last, Luminae's mind had finally worked something out: she couldn't let this person, whoever he was, get away with such a massacre; she couldn't this sinful pokemon get away with it. With an enraged voice, the Wish Maker growled and returned a threatening stare. "Now that I'm thinking straight, give me one reason why I shouldn't blast you into pieces!"
"Look, I know you have the power to do that!" replied the stranger with a hiss of frustration. "But listen - is it really that interesting? Sleeping for a thousand years, only to be awake for a week? When that week is over, you continue with your hibernation; is that what you really want, Luminae? With your potential you can do things far beyond granting a single wish!"
Luminae blinked, the thought processing in her mind while taking a deep breath. "...Explain."
"My wish is simple," said the stranger while trying to talk in a softer tone. "I wish every being in Neo Sinnoh would be immortal. I also want you to be awake for as long as I want, to support me with your power-"
"A-are you out of your mind?" Luminae interrupted, flailing her arms while hovering inside the psychic contraption. "Immortal? My support? You're nothing but a murderer!"
"Let me knock some sense into you." said the evildoer. "If everyone is immortal, not only would they be happy, we can also govern the region however we want. They'll always be there to work for us, and we will forever provide them with their daily needs...if you are willing to assist me, that is," the stranger's voice was now resembling a little seductive purr. "They will be happy, I will be happy, and you will no longer have to sleep through everything. You are a legendary pokemon, Luminae. You are supposed to be a legend. If you grant me these wishes, Neo Sinnoh would be all yours. However, as I am not the one who have summoned you, I have no right to make the final decision. You can make this dream come true, Luminae, but if you want to turn down such an excellent offer, you are free to leave."
As a 'token of gratitude', he released Luminae from the imprisoning orb, granting her access to the exit. The Wish Maker was certain that the stranger had absolutely no chance of winning if she engaged in battle, but somehow the lust for staying awake - staying alive - had stopped her in her tracks. Luminae was struggling between two choices; she could either kill him, get away...or she could listen to his idea and become the lovable ruler of the region. His violent actions and thoughts had deeply influenced Luminae's mind, turning her into what she had feared to become: impure. Luminae herself was too blind to see that the spirit inside her had already been altered into something evil. She no longer had the urge to fall asleep, nor did she have the urge to continue with her old routine.
She wanted to live.
It was all clear to her now, and the Wish Maker had made her decision. With their eyes locked upon each others', both of them had already forgotten about the poor group of cinccino, leaving their bodies to wither at a side. After a few seconds of silence, Luminae gave her new partner an approving smile before lifting herself into the air, surrounding herself with brilliant yellow light. With a magnificent flash of colors, a golden shock wave was sent across the region, forever changing the lives of the living.
With an amazing burst of light, the duo had plunged the world into darkness.
"Your wish shall be fulfilled."
Notes:
- It'd be nice if I have some feedback ^^
- There might be some parts in the story where you may think: 'why would he do that' or 'that's weird...', but keep this in mind - twists can be everywhere. :)
- Fact: I had often capitalized 'Pokemon' and the species' names, but I then decided to revert the changes after reading Farla (an experienced fanfic writer on FF.net)'s explanation. xp
- In this Fan Fiction, a pokemon's age would be equal to the human age, which means that the average pokemon would die at the range of 50 - 100 years old (if they don't have any fatal illnesses, that is).
- However, now that everyone is immortal, they are also unable to die through accidents, gunshots, sickness, murder etc etc. There is only one way to 'free one's soul' (the main character's way of saying 'to kill someone'), and that method is currently unknown.
- If you are wondering, A Legendary pokemon =/= a perfect pokemon. Even deities have flaws, and Luminae the Jirachi is no different. If you think all gods are perfect then you might have to get used to this a little bit!
- This is a prologue, and what happens later in Chapter One would be twenty years in the future (and yes, the Immortal Realm). This prologue is to give everyone a clearer setting.
- I haven't revealed who that stranger is, and I'm pretty sure you would know later in the story (perhaps close to the end), but can you guess what species he is? XD Writing down a guess at the reviews part would be fun for all readers :)
- Like above, I haven't revealed the main character, but you'll see him in Chapter One.
- Also, according to Bulbapedia and other sources, Jirachi is awakened when either of these requirements are met: 1. Hearing a song of purity (which was accomplished by the cinccino) or 2. The appearance of the Millennium Comet. If you consider this fact-wise, the cinccino group didn't really have to sing as the 2nd requirement is already fulfilled. However I suppose it sped up her awakening I guess xD
- I've created a theme for Neo Sinnoh ^^ http://youtube.com/watch?v=-sqYnlpiLMo - (normal YT link + / + the link at the left )
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