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Pokémon Ancient Scarlet and Future Violet
The Paldea region a tropical region on the border of Kalos, shrouded in history and being an innovation of technology with their large cities and culture. Here we follow a young lad and his sister hailing from the Galar region recently moving to Cabo Paco in Paldea. why they moved you ask? The darkest day. The two children were on a school trip to Wyndon to see the match between Leon, the undefeated champion verses the rising star of Galar, a rocket racing to the top Victor.
The name of these two were Florian and Juliana and together they could not be stopped, the only thing to stop them was the memories, memories of screams and torture and the roar rippling through the sky of Eternamax Eternatus devastating the city the only thing able to stop being the duo of Victor and Gloria teaming up with the supreme world monarch Leon.
The squawk of Squawkabillys outside of his window stirred Florian to roll off his bed and fall onto the floor with a thump. Florian sat up in scorbunny themed pyjamas, he had still to adjust to the time zones of Paldea, it was weird the sun rose early and set late. It had been a year since the darkest day had happened, a year since Florian had started to spiral he had barely left the house since moving to Paldea the excuse was always ,”The sun is too bright” or maybe “It's too cold outside” or the plethora of other excuses he had conjured whilst being isolated in his dark room.
His sister however was the opposite being outside most of the time mostly in the garden or on food trips to Los Platos. If she wasn't she would be playing on the nearby beach. It was quiet in Cabo Paco, mostly because a rich family had bought the whole town, demolished it except for 2 houses one big and one small the small house was at all small rather being quiet spacious but compared to the large house it looked like a singular brick. This rich family was very successful being the owners of a very large phone company worldwide, this was the Pelea family, they had sold the small house to Florian and Julianas mother for a modest price since they went to the same college in Galar. The rich family had one daughter called Nemona a top student at the twin academy, Nanjera and Uva academy. It didn’t matter which teacher you asked if you asked them their favourite student 9/10 time it would be Nemona. Nemona was battle obsessed to say at the least but it didn’t mean she doesn't enjoy the quieter side of life and on this specific day if you were to go a small field on the other side of a small brook you would find the raven hair girl in a casual outfit having a picnic with her Pawmot and a sprigatito with homemade sandwiches made with love and very expensive ingredients.
Florian walked down the wooden staircase and into the open plan living room/ dining room to make a bowl of cereal. “Florian? Is that you?” a few seconds later Juliana opened her door and walked into kitchen “So you finally emerge from your cave that's good to know” Florian replied with a quick shrug before pouring lucky charms into his bowl
“You really need to go outside more Florian, Mom is gonna do something about it soon if you don't”
Florian glanced out the window. Today was absolutely perfect he couldn’t think of a excuse.
“I’m tired” he replied
“You’re tired of what? Playing video games and watching Netflix all night? Be honest with yourself you just don’t want to”
Florian knew she was right, after all what could go wrong with going outside.
“Fine I'll go outside” He reluctantly agreed
Ten minutes later Florian was in a pair of shorts and a t-shirt with a Golispod themed hoodie walking down the path of Los platos and detoured away from the light house heading to a small beach. He knew this beach from the one time his family dragged him out of the house and into a picnic on the same beach, he recalls a memory of a strange looking diglett just to learn it’s not even related to the mole Pokémon honestly, it’s ridiculous if he didn’t know any better he would think it’s a shiny but no Arceus had to make an absolute joke and made that white worm.
Florian was so buried in his thoughts that he hadn’t noticed an elderly man watching him, the man had white hair and was wearing white glasses gleaming in the sun and a violet suit. The man looked away and started walking to Los platos.