Aspiring to become a Pokémon trainer

Three thousand years of slumber, only to be exchanged for a day of awakening, for a moment of gift, the generous and selfless charity of the god of life.

He has no arrogant vision; He only believes that living beings themselves will ultimately guide the world toward a benevolent future.

[But before that, the conflict between the Ultimate Weapon and Zygarde remains unresolved. Therefore, I will use my last ounce of consciousness to find a possibility for you: another core of the God of Order.]

The encounter just now allowed Him to witness the determination of all people to save this land, to see the conscience of the villains who suddenly realized their mistakes, and to personally witness the white-haired girl's trust in the elves, her grand ambition to pursue truth, and her steadfastness in protecting her family.

The slender neck and shoulders bear heavy burdens, and the meager wishes under the indomitable fighting spirit highlight the preciousness of Nanyin music in comparison. Even Xernias felt a longing for it.

Being by that child's side must be a very comforting feeling.

Having said all that was said, and now that everyone understands the meaning of the words and knows the consequences of this awakening, everyone feels a sense of shame.

Sensing everyone's guilt, Linglu shook her head with a smile.

[Don't see this farewell as your fault. Life and death are a long cycle, but within this cycle, there are so many things worth cherishing. This is what I, and He, want to tell the world; therefore, we need warning, but also we need compassion.]

Looking towards the river and lake opposite the cliff top, a smile also appeared on his lips; that was the place where the god of death had decided to sleep.

At the same moment, a bird's cry seemed to emanate from the earth's veins, a pre-existing response.

To disrupt the laws of life and death naturally comes at a price, one of which is the activation of the final weapon. As for slumber and awakening, their long-lasting companionship has long become their recurring memories.

Xernias gently closed his eyes.

One after another, splendid flowers bloom on its branch-like curves, its dark shell transforming into ancient tree trunks, its limbs penetrating deep into the earth in the light, taking root and solidifying the soil.

The iridescent light, like ripples on water, swept over the minds and bodies of everyone present, and in just a moment, all the pent-up frustration and bitterness faded away.

Feeling her weakened lungs regain their vitality and noticing her dry hair become soft again, Nan Yin looked at the God of Life, whose face was expressionless yet silently bestowed grace. She sighed slightly, but was also filled with gratitude.

It doesn't try to be gentle through deliberate actions, but it exudes kindness in its words and gestures. Among all the legendary Pokémon in the world, this deer is probably the easiest to talk to.

[Tianci, the Minister of Diamonds once begged me to teach you, to guide you in creating a true life and forging eternal diamonds. But now, you understand and apply it to more meaningful things in the world, and I am gratified by that.]

Not forgetting the little guy's instructions, and hearing Xerneas's thoughts, the Pink Diamond Princess also turned her gaze to the girl beside her, exchanged a smile, and felt a surge of joy.

"Yes, meeting Nan Yin is my greatest fortune~"

Having witnessed the deeds of evil people and the tragic loss of life, Diancie naturally knew the preciousness of Nan Yin. This was not a comparison with ordinary people, but simply a statement of the girl's uniqueness in her heart.

Without Nan Yin's spiritual power, she would have had to endure countless hardships to finally condense the diamond that would save the country; without Nan Yin's earnest teachings, she would have had to suffer numerous deceptions before she could truly learn the strategies for governing the country.

Therefore, rather than calling it a chance encounter, she prefers another word that appears in the dictionary.

—It was destined.

That's good.

With a slight smile, he once again focused his gaze on Nan Yin, observing her focused eyes and genuine concern. It seemed that Xernias had made a decision.

A gentle breeze swept over the person, bestowing upon them a special touch—a precious gift.

[Information Update: You have acquired the trait, Fairy Aura.]

[Individual: Nanyin; Gender: Female]

[Ability: None → Fairy Aura. When possessing this ability, all Fairy-type moves used by Pokémon on the field deal four-thirds more damage.]

With her raven-like eyelashes fluttering, Nan Yin could not remain unmoved. However, the spirit deer comforted her, telling her that this was just a bet, and if Carlos caused further disaster, she should do her best to help him.

With her fingers spread wide, a fresh feeling lingered in her body. Having accepted a debt of gratitude that she could not refuse, she would not hesitate but would face what she had received and make the best use of it.

[then......]

Even with their eyelids tightly closed, everyone still felt the gaze of the God of Life. He glanced over the crowd, but his gaze lingered only on that burly man.

[King, AZ.]

His pupils constricted, his body trembled, and he sensed the gaze and heard the call. Scenes from three thousand years ago lingered in the old king's mind, along with the accumulated shame caused by his deception.

“Xerneas, three thousand years ago, I deceived you.”

Unable to utter a word of apology, AZ believed he had accumulated too much evil and was unforgivable. However, Xernias's tone was surprisingly gentle.

[Even if your intention was to save the elf with whom you'd spent half your life, you ultimately unleashed your pent-up anger, harming countless lives. Naturally, I cannot forgive your actions. But Az, your companion, that eternal little flower, has silently guarded the Forest of Orianth for three thousand years, repaying the loss of every blade of grass and tree destroyed in that war.]

The ancient tree drooped its branches, meeting the gaze of the king with his cloudy eyes, both majestic and benevolent.

[Perhaps your actions are despicable, but ultimately, the weapons did end the war prematurely, allowing the ecosystem to stabilize. While this is not an excuse, human error was an inevitable consequence. Three thousand years ago, you prayed to save your companions; three thousand years later, after enduring immense suffering, you seek an end, but Yveltal has fallen into slumber once more—this is destiny.]

[You chased death out of shame and fear, ignoring the wishes of that little flower. I didn't want to say too much, but the thousand-year wait of the flower's petals, the good deed you've done for Carlos, and the future you've revealed to this land have moved me... Therefore, I allow you to reunite. I hope even more that you cherish the treasure before you and live well with it.]

The sun on the horizon pierced through the heavy clouds, casting slivers of light. AZ turned his head in a daze, only to see a withered leaf fall into his palm, then stretch out its roots and bloom into a magnificent flower.

It was an exceptionally beautiful, eternally flawless flower petal, leaning against a slender stem, gently dancing between the old king's fingers, and sending forth a refreshing fragrance to everyone.

Unable to believe what he was seeing, the old man trembled as the tiny flower dripped onto his palm, and tears streamed from his dry eyes.

"Really, really, thank you, thank you..."

AZ kept expressing his gratitude, but couldn't utter a complete sentence. He just choked up and carefully exchanged glances with the flawless flower petals, becoming increasingly moved.

That was the scene of the old king from three thousand years ago reuniting with the flower of immortality, and a brand new page in the historian's pen.

Nodding slightly and applauding, Nanyin, being there in person, also felt the emotions that had been building up for thousands of years between the two, and witnessed a new chapter in history. This was a kind of experience and gain.

[No need for thanks. I hope you can cherish each other and recognize your feelings. Then, it's time to awaken Zygarde's other core.]

His voice, tinged with obvious weariness, grew weaker and weaker. As his inner thoughts faded, the ripples that had been spreading out transformed into blades of grass, enveloping the ancient tree in greenery.

However, the distant landscape remained completely still, while Nan Yin, who was nearby, felt something inside her handbag burning hot.

She opened her handbag and took out the warm object, the key that the old king had given her, the switch to the ultimate weapon, and seemingly the very lifeblood of the earth.

No longer transparent, a planarian-shaped sprite gradually solidified and appeared before everyone's eyes.

It was as if it were both far away and right before her eyes. Even though she had used waveguides to sense it, Nan Yin had not noticed its existence before.

The fairy atmosphere revitalized all things, the ancient trees fell into a thousand-year slumber, while the verdant little beast opened its eyes, discerning the state of the world and capturing the remnants of information.

Without much hesitation, upon seeing the towering giant, the planarian's eyes showed a clear change in emotion, with intense confusion and grief.

Looking around at the people, he glanced past the unfamiliar faces and fixed his gaze on the crystal on Nan Yin's neck.

The lingering warmth of the blue flames and the fading aura of death signified the Dao White Dragon's recognition of the former and the result of victory. Unable to tolerate the subsequent destruction of the ecosystem, the core of Zygarde immediately called upon its offspring, and also made a request to the girl.

He hoped that the other party could command him in battle and defeat the giant who shared the same origin as him.

Recalling Xerneas's words of advice, though they seemed hasty, this time Nan Yin did not refuse again, but only softly agreed.

She trusted her own judgment and immediate reaction on the spot, and knew that at this moment, there was no need to hesitate. Since she had already taken action, she had to eliminate evil completely, make a final decision, and eliminate all future troubles.

The affirmative message was conveyed, and the neural connection was thus bridged. For a moment, the girl felt a sense of exhilaration, as if she were in control of her body.

As before, azure light surged from all directions, transforming from cells into wolves, then into king serpents, and finally into a giant wearing armor and standing a hundred feet tall.

No longer positioned below, instructing on offense and defense through words, Nan Yin now resides high above the clouds, within Zygarde's chest, using keen senses instead of sight, like a mecha commander.

When their eyes met, the two giants, separated by Stone Town and Oruans Forest, stared at each other, like soldiers facing off, each holding a sharp weapon.

Chapter 98 Professor Oak's Intervention and the Fall of a God

Shixiang Town.

The low-lying bungalows all collapsed, and terrifying cracks covered the earth, as if a giant's shadow had descended from the heavens.

Once upon a time, it was known for its rugged rocks and even more so for the rare treasures surrounding the ancient ruins, making it a picturesque rural town.

But now, the entire town is unrecognizable. The devastation has obliterated all signs of civilization. No intact buildings can be seen anywhere, and the bustling activity of the past is gone. Desperate cries and pleas for help highlight how insignificant people are in the face of natural disaster and man-made calamity.

boom--

An ancient and colossal giant landed, tearing apart the soil, and the earthquakes and mudslides it triggered were gradually approaching the inland.

"Please go this way, to the underground shelter, hurry!"

Organizing the citizens, ignoring the falling rocks around her, Officer Jenny continued to fulfill her duties even in the face of danger.

On a street corner, a girl, pinned down by rubble and unable to move, was crying out in despair.

The azure sky was shrouded in heavy clouds, and the world before my eyes was trembling. The autumn wind was colder than ever before, accompanied by the breaking of the beams, and the crumbling ruins finally collapsed towards the front.

boom.

Amidst the bursts of fire, the sturdy-looking dragon beast swung its arm and pushed the collapsed rubble aside.

Startled by the sound, the girl looked up in bewilderment.

"It's safe now, child."

As dusk fell, a kind-faced old man, with his calloused hands outstretched, gently led the girl away from the ruins.

Even though sweat was beading on his forehead and his clothes were stained with dust, the old gentleman's expression remained calm and dignified, giving people a sense of peace of mind.

The young child couldn't help but rush into the former's arms, tears welling up in his eyes.

That was Professor Oak, who spent countless days and nights on the other side of the screen, earnestly teaching them about Pokémon.

Gently patting the child's shoulder, the elderly man, nearing seventy or eighty, patiently soothed the child's tense nerves, while glancing out of the corner of his eye at the towering giant, his eyes filled with profound solemnity.

Even though he had devoted half his life to popularizing Pokémon knowledge, when he saw that hundred-foot-tall body, Yukinari Oak still felt powerless.

These are the legendary Pokémon rarely recorded in biographies; they exist outside of reality, observing the world's direction with a unique perspective.

They possess immense power, and each has its own distinct ideology.

The old man handed the girl in his arms to Officer Jenny, then rode on the back of Dragonite and landed at the high point where the gym leaders were gathered.

"Professor Oak, what's the current situation?"

Just moments before, they had defeated the Flame Team guarding the ultimate weapon and brought them under control, but who could have predicted that, in just a moment, the previously silent flower would bloom again and transform into a giant hundreds of feet tall.

"I'm afraid we've fallen for Team Flame's diversionary tactic. Their main force isn't in Stone Town; they've all gone to Orianth Forest. Xernias is their other target."

"Doesn't that mean that Master Fu and Nan Yin are in danger right now?!"

She lifted her sleeves to cover her lips and nose, her chest heaving, revealing her inner turmoil.

"But we no longer have the resources to provide support. The citizens of Yaoxiang Town have not been completely evacuated. If we cannot stop the giant's advance here, the casualties will increase further."

Having recounted the current situation, Defu naturally wanted to help his old friend, but the collapsing earth beneath him left him no room to spare his attention or make his own choice.

“...I will delay Him, while you all quickly separate yourselves from the people.”

By consulting ancient texts, Professor Oak has roughly learned the true identity of this legendary being: Zygarde, the god of order.

"But Professor Oak, he is a monster that no human can defeat..."

Unable to utter complete sentences, no trainer, regardless of their background, could maintain the confidence to protect themselves in front of the former.

"Believe me."

However, the old man simply tossed his long gown aside and walked toward the shadow that shrouded the sun, leaving behind a resolute echo and a hunched yet incredibly tall figure.

These few words alone demonstrate his determination and confirm his enlightenment.

It was as if from another world. No matter who it was, they seemed to see the once invincible and arrogant Guandu champion, and the scientific researcher who stepped forward to open up new paths for the world.

When legend descends, and the collective strength is no longer enough to move the behemoth, individual heroism is revealed.

"Mr. Oak, he is a truly great man. Despite not being a trainer in Kalos, he has given so much to this land without expecting anything in return."

The drizzling rain poured down from the heavy clouds, soaking everyone's hair and mixing with the sweat on their foreheads, making it difficult to distinguish them.

She pursed her lips, remaining silent, and simply clenched her fingers, letting her fingertips pierce her flesh, drawing blood.

She suffered a bitter defeat in her battle against Kutheroschi, losing key players and experiencing a significant drop in physical strength. Although she won the battle, it would be difficult for her to return to the battlefield.

Only now did this female celebrity realize her lack of training; she was no longer the champion who was proficient in battle.

Hating her own powerlessness and stupidity inability to prioritize, Karuni decided to temporarily put aside her acting career and rekindle her former fighting spirit. Before that, she still had to muster her energy to help the old man.

Clutching the keystone to her chest, accompanied by a burst of iridescent light, the Super Queen standing beside her also had her hair tied up in emerald green, and her elegant dress flowing freely, showcasing her graceful and slender temperament.

"Gardevoir."

With their minds in sync, an invisible superpower drew them both into the battle high in the sky.

......

A figure that blotted out the sky cast a shadow, riding a sturdy dragon beast, while an old man with a pale face and white hair circled around him, discerning useful information.