Kyon000

The vibrant world of Pokémon. Home to many creatures, stories, and tales unlike any anyone could uncover elsewhere. Tales of heroes battling grand monsters, to the villainous machinations of the teams who seek to upset the status quo. A shorter man waltzed down a well-trodden dirt path. His footwork was uncertain, his pace unsteady. Messy black hair, untamed by the works out countless barbers, sprung up and out in a variety of odd and unusual angles that almost seems to come together in a style that seems vaguely intentional. Behind him was a creature about as different as one could be. Tall and elegant. The Gardevoir smoothly seemed to glide over every bump or indent in the road that could be offered; travelling with the same grace and elegance they approached everything that life could offer. “So, Manaphy…” The trainer murmured as he peered over a rock, seeing absolutely nothing at all. Ducking back down, he sighed and hoped the information he’d obtained had not been a dud. "It