Vato
This Is Our Last Goodbye
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- 12
- Years
- Age 26
- Juarez City, Mexico
- Seen May 5, 2023
Previously known as Pokemon: The Rest Of All.
Rated PG-15 for several bits of strong languaje, future blood and mild-suggestive themes.
A long time ago, in a recently formed Pokémon world, the creator and his sons lived peacefully in a land populated by Pokémon only. Dialga, that made time flow properly. Palkia, that started to expand space. And Giratina, with an undefined purpose. Giratina's jealousness towards its brothers made it commit acts that devastated the land, thing that made the creator angry.
The creator punished Giratina. It opened a portal to a world in the reverse side of ours, a world where there were time didn't flow, where space isn't stable. A world of antimatter. Giratina was banished into the Distortion World, never to be seen again.
At least, not in a while. In our modern times, at the peak of Mt. Coronet, named Spear Pillar, a young man by the name of Cyrus summoned both Dialga and Palkia and controlled them to create a new world. In the moment he was about to accomplish his task, a portal opened and linked both worlds. Giratina appeared in front of Cyrus… But he knew that happen, and he gained control of it with the Red Chain, with three Pokémon under his commands, no one could stop him.
But he wanted more power… And he traveled to the Fiore region, where Groudon and Kyogre were resting after their second fierce fight. He gained control over both of them… And he defeated Rayquaza with the power of all his legendary Pokémon. With the powers of both Groudon and Kyogre, he encompassed all of the regions, many died, and those who survived were enslaved and forced to re-build the cities that remained.
Now years have passed, and a rhetorical peace reigns over the new Pokémon world. Only eight of all the gyms there were remain, and leaders were replaced with commanders. Those who want to be Pokémon masters must travel the reformed world to get these badges. While no one thinks that Team Galactic might be stopped, there just happened to be a young boy sent by Arceus, the creator that will bring down the organization.
Now, readers, go, and leap into the new world of Pokémon where dreams, hopes, adventures and Zubat await!
INDEX:
1. The Meeting Of Fate
2. Nulletroot Town
3. Mr. Freak
4. The iPika Store
5. The Misadventures of Mr. Freak and Heredia
CHAPTER 1:
We all have a goal in our lives. We're a small piece in this chessboard called life. We might be a horse, willing to attack, but frequently used as a decoy by our closest friends. Or we might a queen, afraid of our true power, which can take us to do great things.
Allow me to introduce you to Drew, he's what you may call "a wimp", with him being a pale, weak guy with nothing but a few more than three and a half feet as his height. His hair is of a purplish black, and he is… well, you'll find out… eventually.
There's a nice place called Pallet Beach. It is a very lovely place in this time of the year, which is summer, if you couldn't guess. This place is famous because of the sound the calm waves create when they hit the fine, white sand over and over again. This place is frequented by Krabby, so be careful, their pincers could really harm uncovered feet. There are also several Geodude scattered all over the sand, and they get really angry if you step over them. Every year, Tentacool, Tentacruel, Carvanha and Sharpedo come to the shore to hunt down distracted Magikarp and Feebas, which they then give to their breeds. And every winter, the sea freezes in such a way, that all sea Pokémon emigrate to the waters surrounding Blackthorn Island, located south of here. When it's winter, several Spheal and Seel come around to play with each other, and also with any stranger they spot.
His eyes opened. He sat over the fine sands of the beach. His black sneakers soaked by the salty water that was coming closer and closer. Who was he? Where was he? For some reason, he couldn't remind a single thing about himself. He was wearing a white shirt and black cargo pants. His face, scratched, as if something had attacked. Something… or someone. The sound of the waves, relaxing.
The sun was setting behind the horizon; the sunlight barely rubbed the waves of the ocean and the sand around him. It's a nice day to be a victim of amnesia, that's for sure.
He stood up, trying to make his mind up. –Who am I?-, this question echoed inside of his head as he tried to walk around the beach. He hadn't said a thing since he woke up, so it was natural he wondered how would his voice sound, maybe a deep voice, or, a super acute voice, perhaps?
After walking for three minutes, which seemed to be like hours for him. He had spotted something. Far away, there was a conglomerate of trees standing tall, and several houses were beginning to show themselves between the vegetation as he headed towards the place. In the moment he had finally reached the place, which was around ten or twelve minutes later, he stared at a light blue house that had a small window next to its door. He hadn't entered the town-looking place yet, but the house could be seen from where he was standing. Somehow, the warm looking house (which was abandoned) bought two words back to his mind, these two were echoing constantly around his head, but he had no idea of what they meant, nor why did he just remembered them out of the blue.
The words… Nuvema Town
Rated PG-15 for several bits of strong languaje, future blood and mild-suggestive themes.
TIME & SPACE
a tale of self-discovery
a tale of self-discovery
Preface
A long time ago, in a recently formed Pokémon world, the creator and his sons lived peacefully in a land populated by Pokémon only. Dialga, that made time flow properly. Palkia, that started to expand space. And Giratina, with an undefined purpose. Giratina's jealousness towards its brothers made it commit acts that devastated the land, thing that made the creator angry.
The creator punished Giratina. It opened a portal to a world in the reverse side of ours, a world where there were time didn't flow, where space isn't stable. A world of antimatter. Giratina was banished into the Distortion World, never to be seen again.
At least, not in a while. In our modern times, at the peak of Mt. Coronet, named Spear Pillar, a young man by the name of Cyrus summoned both Dialga and Palkia and controlled them to create a new world. In the moment he was about to accomplish his task, a portal opened and linked both worlds. Giratina appeared in front of Cyrus… But he knew that happen, and he gained control of it with the Red Chain, with three Pokémon under his commands, no one could stop him.
But he wanted more power… And he traveled to the Fiore region, where Groudon and Kyogre were resting after their second fierce fight. He gained control over both of them… And he defeated Rayquaza with the power of all his legendary Pokémon. With the powers of both Groudon and Kyogre, he encompassed all of the regions, many died, and those who survived were enslaved and forced to re-build the cities that remained.
Now years have passed, and a rhetorical peace reigns over the new Pokémon world. Only eight of all the gyms there were remain, and leaders were replaced with commanders. Those who want to be Pokémon masters must travel the reformed world to get these badges. While no one thinks that Team Galactic might be stopped, there just happened to be a young boy sent by Arceus, the creator that will bring down the organization.
Now, readers, go, and leap into the new world of Pokémon where dreams, hopes, adventures and Zubat await!
THE POKEDEX WILL SOON BE ADDED
AND NOW, WATCH, A MAJOR SPOILER:
"Ye' Who Is Holding The Orbs,
Ye' Shall Bring Freedom Back To The Controllers Of Time And Space
And Purify The Renegade's Soul"
AND NOW, WATCH, A MAJOR SPOILER:
"Ye' Who Is Holding The Orbs,
Ye' Shall Bring Freedom Back To The Controllers Of Time And Space
And Purify The Renegade's Soul"
INDEX:
1. The Meeting Of Fate
2. Nulletroot Town
3. Mr. Freak
4. The iPika Store
5. The Misadventures of Mr. Freak and Heredia
CHAPTER 1:
Spoiler:
Chapter I
THE MEETING OF FATE
THE MEETING OF FATE
We all have a goal in our lives. We're a small piece in this chessboard called life. We might be a horse, willing to attack, but frequently used as a decoy by our closest friends. Or we might a queen, afraid of our true power, which can take us to do great things.
Allow me to introduce you to Drew, he's what you may call "a wimp", with him being a pale, weak guy with nothing but a few more than three and a half feet as his height. His hair is of a purplish black, and he is… well, you'll find out… eventually.
There's a nice place called Pallet Beach. It is a very lovely place in this time of the year, which is summer, if you couldn't guess. This place is famous because of the sound the calm waves create when they hit the fine, white sand over and over again. This place is frequented by Krabby, so be careful, their pincers could really harm uncovered feet. There are also several Geodude scattered all over the sand, and they get really angry if you step over them. Every year, Tentacool, Tentacruel, Carvanha and Sharpedo come to the shore to hunt down distracted Magikarp and Feebas, which they then give to their breeds. And every winter, the sea freezes in such a way, that all sea Pokémon emigrate to the waters surrounding Blackthorn Island, located south of here. When it's winter, several Spheal and Seel come around to play with each other, and also with any stranger they spot.
His eyes opened. He sat over the fine sands of the beach. His black sneakers soaked by the salty water that was coming closer and closer. Who was he? Where was he? For some reason, he couldn't remind a single thing about himself. He was wearing a white shirt and black cargo pants. His face, scratched, as if something had attacked. Something… or someone. The sound of the waves, relaxing.
The sun was setting behind the horizon; the sunlight barely rubbed the waves of the ocean and the sand around him. It's a nice day to be a victim of amnesia, that's for sure.
He stood up, trying to make his mind up. –Who am I?-, this question echoed inside of his head as he tried to walk around the beach. He hadn't said a thing since he woke up, so it was natural he wondered how would his voice sound, maybe a deep voice, or, a super acute voice, perhaps?
After walking for three minutes, which seemed to be like hours for him. He had spotted something. Far away, there was a conglomerate of trees standing tall, and several houses were beginning to show themselves between the vegetation as he headed towards the place. In the moment he had finally reached the place, which was around ten or twelve minutes later, he stared at a light blue house that had a small window next to its door. He hadn't entered the town-looking place yet, but the house could be seen from where he was standing. Somehow, the warm looking house (which was abandoned) bought two words back to his mind, these two were echoing constantly around his head, but he had no idea of what they meant, nor why did he just remembered them out of the blue.
The words… Nuvema Town
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