Aspiring to become a Pokémon trainer

The fledgling bird no longer needs to nestle under his wings; the girl has carved out her own sky.

Looking out at the azure sky, when the deathly gray winds descend upon the earth, corrupting the world, everyone is plunged into insurmountable despair and regret.

Only when the pure white sun suddenly appears among the clouds, restoring clarity to the world, does hope resurface in people's minds.

Undoubtedly, the appearance of the white dragon, which should have been far away, here can only be related to Nan Yin's actions.

"The White Dragon of the Unova Path..."

Seeing the rift valley and the deep pit left behind by the battle between the dragon god and the birds, Cocoble stood nearby and murmured in a deep voice.

He was awestruck by the power of the legend, and even more so by the girl's fearlessness and courage.

To face the source of death without the slightest fear is a courage that ordinary people cannot possess. Even I cannot imagine how to confront and conquer nature itself.

The older generation of teachers were lost in thought, while Ke'erni threw herself into Nan Yin's arms, tears welling up in her eyes.

"It's alright, it's all over, and we can go back to our old lives."

Without pushing or shoving, she gently embraced her friend, watching her reveal her true feelings as she spoke slowly and passionately, both timid and excited.

"Nanyin, it's really, really dangerous. I never thought I would actually be in such a situation, that kind of despair where I couldn't even muster any consciousness."

Feeling the trembling neck and shoulders of the person in his arms, Nan Yin, as always, whispered in his ear, blowing out a warm, moist breeze.

"Don't worry, because I'm standing right in front of you."

Absolute confidence: when a young girl truly steps into this perilous battlefield, it means she has made thorough plans and possesses the determination and confidence to win.

"That's not why I said that!" Her breath brushed against his fair earlobe, causing a faint blush to appear on his face. However, this blush was not as striking as the anger on his face. "The danger I'm referring to is you, Zhiyin. Even with your superpowers, trying to navigate through a Pokémon attack is a mistake that could easily lead to injury!"

The belated question did not make Nan Yin feel ashamed; instead, it made her open her eyes and turn her gaze to the panting but spirited children.

"Because I believe in them, that's all. Besides, if I hadn't stood up for you, who would have protected you back then?"

Flames brushed against his cheeks, fists and palms slapped his skin. Just as Korrina had said, it was an extremely dangerous move for a trainer to participate in a battle, especially when facing an opponent who outnumbered him several times over and was extremely powerful.

This is true for ordinary people, but extreme focus breeds a flawless mind, allowing the girl to completely forget the so-called danger, and wholeheartedly immerse herself in the world, taking steps to put things into practice one by one.

The girl's words, seemingly unintentional, dealt a heavy blow to Korne, making her realize once again her own powerlessness.

Not only in terms of courage and tactics, but also in terms of determination and fighting spirit, I am far inferior to my friend. How can I possibly keep my promise from that day and even think about pursuing victory?

The former's thoughts remained unknown, while Nan Yin stroked Sylveon's charred ribbons. Compared to her own minor injuries, she was more worried about the little ones' condition. Even disregarding Yveltal's existence, the group of Flameguri's Pokémon were definitely at the level of Elite Four members.

Stopping their attacks was no easy task; just looking at the Scorpion King's drooping stingers showed how badly it had been injured.

She took out the prepared medical kit, pinched a cotton swab with her fingers, dipped it in alcohol, and carefully cleaned the wound. But when she whimpered in pain, she paused her actions, comforted her with a soft voice, and exchanged glances with her eyes.

Only at times like these will a young girl devote genuine patience to letting go of everything else.

"So that means that the beautiful white dragon was summoned by you, Nan Yin?"

Looking at the bright sun on the horizon, Korni asked this question.

"indeed."

Without any attempt to conceal it, she readily admitted to her previous statement. When the facts were presented, the so-called lie became meaningless.

There's no need to hide the existence of the White Dragon now, or worry about getting into trouble.

When one possesses both powerful tools and inner strength, explaining the origins and feigning ordinariness are no longer her obligations. All Nan Yin needs to do is to make the most of the power of this legend and build a solid pillar for herself.

Perhaps they were not very familiar with Reshiram before, but when the intertwined flames flowed in their hearts, they saw through each other's lives and communicated more deeply.

Her soul was fundamentally similar to that of the white dragon, as if it were ordained by heaven.

"Huh? If we include Diancie and Magearna, Nan Yin, you really seem to be able to attract these kinds of people."

"Perhaps everyone has had a fleeting encounter with the legend, and I just happen to be the one who fulfills the desire for it, which is why I am here today."

Nodding in agreement, she naturally offered an explanation, and then proceeded to describe the features of the various small animals—words that only she in the world could utter.

“...Buyi”.

Ignoring the scorching blackness of the ribbon and the faint pain, Sylveon also tiptoed to touch Nan Yin's snowy neck with her soft cheek, revealing a hint of worry.

It can sense changes in the skin and the aging of life. When facing Yveltal, the girl's hidden injuries were far more severe than these, but the other side always remained silent and silently endured them.

Looking up at the girl, he saw that her clear eyes were clouded and dim for the first time, and the little guy silently bit his lower lip.

Unable to accept inaction, Sylveon bit the girl's collar, attracting her attention.

"What's wrong, Ibu?"

It was the same gentle voice as always, but this time, the little animal's response was no longer one of docile obedience.

"Buyi."

He tightened his grip on the girl's arm, touching her fair fingers to his own fleshy body. Glistening light particles also faded from Eevee's limbs and flowed into Nanyin's body.

Share the pain.

It's not a treatment measure, but rather adding up the weight of life and then evenly distributing it into each other's bodies and minds.

Its racial limitations prevented it from learning such techniques, but its intense thoughts and the cooperation of the mechanical puppet completely broke through the constraints, allowing their respective life forces to merge.

“…Silly child, your life is not even as long as mine, yet you are thinking of making such a self-destructive sacrifice.”

Her breath trembled slightly. Nan Yin didn't say much. She simply hugged her original companion tightly, watching it feel her undisguised joy, and seeing its ears blush as before, a shy gift.

[Because, in this way, Nanyin will only be my companion for the rest of my life.]

It was a vague inner voice, and also the first time my consciousness had become so clear.

Dividing life equally, so that each party can only live in the same amount of time, with no possibility of leaving their side and finding new love, is more direct than a playful kiss on the forehead. This is the purest and most unadulterated expression of affection and greed.

But the girl didn't care about Eevee's little thoughts at all, or rather, she was perfectly aware of them but was happy to accept them.

Their companionship is the reason why I have taken root and sprouted in this world, and why I feel happy and content.

The conversation faded away, leaving only the exchange of glances. Time seemed to slowly settle, transforming into the tranquil chirping of insects in the air.

Perhaps everyone feels that the conflict is over, but as the battle continues, the league's reinforcements have yet to arrive, and the aftershocks from afar have not subsided.

Even worse, its power grew stronger and stronger, as if the earth's veins had been reopened, overturning mountains and rivers.

"Vladali, what else have you done?"

Coco immediately looked at the man who had already been executed and asked him repeatedly.

However, a look of shock also appeared on Vladali's face, and an inexhaustible anger gathered in his eyes.

"Kuseloschi, how could he dare to do such a thing!"

Such words indicate that the subordinates disobeyed orders, and further confirm that even if the main force of the Flame Team is cut off here, the activation of the final weapon will still be unstoppable.

"But isn't that key, the switch you mentioned, right in Nan Yin's hands?"

Following the voice, Corinne still remembered Vladali's grand speech when he arrived.

"...Because that device was not originally a tool for annihilation. It was originally a miracle that revived dead Pokémon, a physical object born from the power of life and death. When it became the core of the neutralizing god of order, simultaneously satisfying both types of energy supply, the so-called key was no longer necessary."

Emerging slowly from the depths of the forest, the old man with gray hair and tattered clothes had a frail appearance, yet he shared many similarities with Vladali.

"King of Azshara, are you referring to Zygarde, who is independent of Yveltal and Xerneas?"

The records in ancient books are incomplete. While there are specific words describing the deer and birds, there is not a single word about the myth of the one who only appeared when the ecology of Carlos was on the verge of collapse.

It's difficult to describe the legend with existing vocabulary. Sometimes it's a tiny and numerous planarian, sometimes a swift and agile hunting dog, sometimes a treacherous and ferocious venomous snake, and sometimes it transforms into a towering giant when the celestial phenomena change.

This isn't due to a lack of knowledge or understanding. The legendary Pokémon of Kalos are different from mere power; they are more like a concrete manifestation of natural concepts and ecosystems. Birth, aging, sickness, and death are the natural course of life, and are not something that people perceive as unusual or special.

"Indeed, although due to the Alliance's deliberate concealment and lack of empirical evidence, there is no information about Zygarde in either the encyclopedia or the data, through step-by-step deduction and exploration, Team Flare has indeed found its location and even captured one of its cores."

Following Cocoble's preface, Vladali gave a reply first, and the old king, in a trembling voice, followed the sound and asked.

"...You are...the offspring of the Brotherhood?"

“Ancestor, I am not worthy of your honorific title. Besides, times have changed, and the kingdom no longer exists.”

Knowing the old man's identity and having long planned to use the switch, the red-haired man was now filled with shame for his past schemes.

However, rather than reminiscing, the two elderly people were more concerned about the core word the other was using.

"Zygard is not a single entity; it is scattered throughout the world in the form of cells. When an ecological crisis occurs, its core will call upon cells from all over the world to form the corresponding form."

“Zigelder was originally planning this, while Yveltal was not part of our plan. Although it is not enough to absolve us of the crimes we committed, it was indeed a coincidence.”

Looking back on Kutheroschi's obedience, Vladali belatedly realized that he had not adequately tested the loyalty of his subordinates.

"And by using the God of Order as the core, and forcibly activating the ultimate weapon in this way, the result will be—"

Looking up at the top of his head, as the words faded, a dark pillar of light pierced the sky, summoning countless offspring that transformed into streaks of shooting stars in the heavens.

Auspicious green energy rises from the east, and powerful energy reaches the west. When the radiant light fades, the hundred-foot giant stands majestically on the distant earth, atop a dome that is beyond the reach of humankind.

However, compared to the natural emerald green, it resembles a lifeless object, covered in cracks, and enveloped by gray-black wisps of air.

"Losing one's mind and ruthlessly destroying what one sees."

With its deep black base, emerald green edges, forked wings, and red and blue drooping feathers, it didn't resemble a living creature; the towering giant seemed more like a creation existing only in people's imaginations.

Mecha.

Chapter Ninety-Seven: The God of Order and His Commander

Even more awe-inspiring than when I first saw Yveltal, this hundred-foot-tall giant had the sky above its head and the earth beneath its feet, and every step it took caused violent tremors.

Even though they were hundreds of miles apart, the spreading ripples still made it difficult for everyone to stand firmly.

It is unimaginable what kind of casualties would occur when this god of order stepped into the bustling town.

"We can't let Zigeld continue forward. If we go any further, we'll reach the densely populated Haruka City."

"But what means do we have to stop it now?"

Their faces showed both urgency and helplessness; at this point, the two elderly people also felt their own powerlessness.

The passage of time has taken its toll on their physical strength, their sharp reflexes, and even their once high fighting spirit has faded considerably.

They had no intention of asking for the White Dragon's cooperation. In the battle just now, it was Nan Yin who summoned Reshiram. The gods' charity is not priceless. Their descendants have already paid a heavy price, so how could they trouble that legend and make things difficult for the girl beside them?

[...Kygerd.]

Raising its long neck and lifting its rainbow-colored branches, the spirit deer shuffled to the front of the crowd, seeing the dimming light and feeling the mournful cries of the creatures.

Hearing the giant's inner struggle and indignation, guilt and heartache simultaneously surfaced in its clear eyes.

As legendary Pokémon recorded in history books, it and Yveltal respectively symbolize spear and shield, life and death. Even though they have had many conflicts over thousands of years, they still cooperate in the face of right and wrong, and work together to maintain the order of life. Zygarde, on the other hand, is the regulator of nature, seeing and hearing the wounds in the ecosystem, and ensuring the balance and stability of the entire region.

However, there are differences between legendary Pokémon.

The combination of numerical values ​​and characteristics determines the quality of electronic battles, but it cannot judge real-world situations or rank the Pokémon.

As the pillar of Carlos, and even the entire world, it can be said that Zygarde's power far surpasses that of it and Yveltal, even with only a single core.

"Even if there's no other way, we must do everything in our power to stop it." Recalling the peaceful days he spent in Biyi City, Fu Ye's expression grew increasingly resolute, and he spoke, "Now that things have come to this, only we can stand before the people of Carlos."

With AZ's guidance, they found Xerneas, and with Nan Yin leading the charge, they defeated the leader of Team Flare.

It can be said that the group has exceeded the tasks assigned to them at the meeting, but unfortunately, the crisis is still not over.

Earthquakes, tsunamis, storms—these are familiar terms used to describe natural disasters, while wars, diseases, and revolutions—those that have been documented in writing—are arguably man-made disasters.

The troubles caused by Team Flare undoubtedly lean more towards the latter, but in the present moment, it seems like an inevitability, a spontaneous evolution of an ecosystem, used to cleanse the root of the conflict—

natural disaster.

"...It's my fault for not recognizing my mistake sooner."

Observing the various states of the old man and the young girl up close, and affirming his past mistakes, Vladali lowered his head and murmured silently.

Even if they couldn't resist the power of that god for the time being, their existence would prevent Carlos from completely succumbing to darkness.

The conversation paused briefly, until Linglu's gentle words and interspersed apologies rippled through everyone's minds.

[Though I feel remorseful, I have fulfilled my duties, and my life is drawing to a close.]

The fairy atmosphere no longer enveloped the ancient forest, and Xerneas lowered his eyelashes, a hint of weariness in his eyes.

Resisting the gray winds of decay is no easy task, and showering life and restoring life is an act that damages the very foundation.