This elf world is a bit strange

With a slight sound, the priest's uniform turned into a casual uniform that was exactly the same as the one in the photo in the cabinet.

"What are you...?"

Looking at Priscilla who suddenly became serious, Filio was a little confused and asked hesitantly.

"Hey! I drank a lot of delicious drinks, played my favorite role, met a handsome boy, and played with him for a long time. I think my wish should have come true! People should not be too greedy."

Holding the pendant tightly in her hand, Priscilla smiled, her eyes full of reminiscence.

Stimulated by her super powers, she regained all her memories, those precious memories that had been scattered over the long river of time, shining like pearls but sinking to the bottom of the river like sand.

"As for me, just like I told you at the beginning, I am no longer a real human being." The girl's voice became vague and a little regretful. "The value of my existence is actually just Priscilla's experiment, a message... for people in the future. I didn't expect it to be delivered."

"Text...?"

A slightly bitter smile filled his face, but was quickly replaced by solemnity: "Yes, a text message. Please listen carefully to what I am going to say next, okay? I don't know if it is important to you, but it is important to Priscilla and me."

"I understand, Priscilla."

Firio nodded heavily, stood up from his seat, and with a wave of his hand, the sofa and coffee table disappeared instantly, leaving only the two people facing each other.

After thinking for a while, he still felt it was not enough, so he stepped forward solemnly and said in a deep voice: "To me, you are the real Priscilla."

"puff"

Priscilla couldn't help laughing at Firio's seriousness, and she covered her mouth and laughed out loud.

After a long while, Priscilla, who had been laughing till tears welled up in her eyes, gradually calmed down, wiped her eyes imperceptibly, and said with a carefree smile:

"You are quite an interesting person! If you think I am, then I am! So, shall I start? This is a brief historical newsletter for you 'future people'..."

"How far apart are we...?"

The ethereal voice gradually dissipated in the song-like chanting.

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In ancient times, there was no such thing as the name "Carlos".

According to legend, Arceus created the great world with his thousand hands. All living things worship him and he is called the "God of Creation."

In this beautiful world created by the God of Creation, countless creatures thrive and multiply.

It was truly ancient, yet powerful beyond imagination.

In the vast natural world, abundant energy nourishes all things and breeds countless "monsters" now known as Pokémon.

They are powerful but wild and difficult to tame, but they have still established a close symbiotic relationship with humans.

At that time, humans not only had advanced technology, but also had strong bodies and endless special abilities. A considerable number of them had special abilities far more powerful than those of today, and were even not weaker than many powerful Pokémon.

With the efforts of generations, settlements sprang up, mountains and seas were conquered one after another, and abundant resources gave birth to a [Golden Age].

But since when, an inexplicable weakness and dullness has enveloped the entire world.

The abundant energy gradually dried up, the powerful monsters became weaker and weaker, and even their appearance underwent subtle changes visible to the naked eye - they began to degenerate.

Soon, this degeneration appeared almost simultaneously in humans.

The wise brain is gradually becoming dull, and the knowledge achievements created by countless sages are becoming increasingly difficult for people to carry and understand.

The mysterious special abilities are becoming increasingly rare in newborns, and have gradually become the "exclusive power" of a few people, just like in the present.

People of insight gradually realized that this is the change and fluctuation of the world.

The great Creator found it increasingly difficult to bear the loss of the world, so he retreated behind the scenes and hid in the sky, causing the prosperous world to no longer be what it once was.

Exhaustion is always an extremely long process, but the despair lies in that you can be aware of its existence, but it is irreversible.

Hundreds and thousands of years passed, and civilization slowly but inevitably declined. Fear and anxiety spread in society until the highly developed [Golden Age of Technology and Ability] could no longer be maintained.

In this long and desperate process, some people could not bear it and chose to perish together with the developed era, while some people found another way out - to adapt to the world's regression through their own regression.

In addition to these two types of people, there is also a small number of [third type of people].

They hope to leave some marks of their own era for human beings in the unknown distant future.

There is no doubt that Priscilla is the third type of person.

In a wasteland, she, who was about to migrate with her family, chose to leave behind traces of her life and that of this era.

Using ancient technology that was incomprehensible but still usable, combined with her own incomprehensibly powerful superpowers, she dug a deep cave with the help of several loyal Pokémon.

All the items that could not be carried were neatly stacked here, forming Priscilla's [Life Restoration Items], and then sealed by a thick rock door, waiting for the destined person in the future.

The spiritual body of "Priscilla" is a magical creation created by this girl with a romantic ideal light, using her super powers to cut and create.

Its mission is to wait for and guide future humans, to pass on this [brief message about history], and to show the existence and value of a lost civilization.

This wait means who knows how many eras and how many civilizations have passed.

At first, it was just an objective and dull process, guarding the ruins and relying on the magical pendant to maintain its existence.

But over countless days and months, perhaps stimulated by Priscilla's superpowers, or perhaps shaped by the energy circulation in the closed environment, it formed consciousness and became her.

She is not the Priscilla who left, but she is also a living Priscilla.

However, she never had the chance to see the light of day again.

With the movement of the earth's crust, this small relic drifted in the rapidly changing world, gradually cut off the internal energy circulation, and became a dead place.

Without the source of energy, Priscilla fell into a deep sleep and gradually became exhausted.

The buried memories are the parts of her that were "dead".

But in such an ingenious geological movement, with the help of the coincidence of falling rocks, she, who was almost at the end of loneliness, welcomed the first human being she met in her life, who was also her "only friend".

In her original memory, she clearly knew what a friend was, but she had never had the opportunity to find her own "friends".

A lonely "witness" who may be the only one left from the prehistoric era is waiting for the final chapter of his fate in the desolate world, but a turning point comes in his despair.

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There is no magnificent struggle, only an irreversible dusk.

Compared with the lonely willow traveling far away, this great era that once stood at the pinnacle of civilization history, and its last remaining traces, have a more sad and desolate feel.

Listening to Priscilla's story and watching a tear drop falling from the corner of her eye, Firion understood a lot.

He finally understood where and why that slightly exaggerated joy came from.

It was the straw that a drowning man, experiencing unspeakable loneliness, grasped in despair.

It was also a brave first attempt by an individual who had never experienced friendship and human emotions.

He deeply realized that what stood in front of him was not a sophisticated program, but a living person, a vibrant life.

At the same time, it is a civilization that has long passed away and has left no trace except for her.

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“…Well, my mission is finally complete.” Priscilla said the last words left by the original body, and she felt relieved. “It has been a long journey, but I finally saw that ‘new world’. Even though it is just the tip of the iceberg, I am satisfied.”

"No, you shouldn't be satisfied." Sensitively catching the parting meaning in the other person's words, Firion reached out and pressed Priscilla's shoulders, "You can still see more."

"More? No, my friend, Firion."

Priscilla gently pressed Firio's hand, and the cold touch made his heart tremble.

Feeling his shocked gaze, the girl smiled with relief.

"Feel it? Actually, I lied to you about some things. This world is indeed yours, but your mental strength is not strong enough. How could you have sustained my existence for so long and said so many words?"

"You..." Firio hesitated.

"You guessed it right. My journey should end here. Everything has its own lifespan. It's no big deal."

She was neither cheerful nor cheerful; those were just the appearances of the "Priscilla" of the past. Now she had become herself.

Distant and peaceful, with a calmness accumulated over countless years, concealing the turmoil in the heart.

"People, don't be too greedy."

The same words convey completely different signals.

"Hey, Firio, stop looking at me like that. I can't stand that look."

Holding Firio's cheek with a wry smile, Priscilla's voice was filled with regret that could not be concealed, and she finally couldn't help it.

"I have lived for too long, even though I have been sleeping all the time. But we are actually... too far apart."

Firio bit his lower lip tightly until he could smell a faint smell of blood. "Is there any other solution? There must be one. You come from such a great era."

"No~!"

"To be honest, I really want to take a look."

"I want to see the mega evolution you mentioned. I want to know if it is a monster or not."

"I want to see the special ability you mentioned and find out if it is our power."

"I think... I think they should be, but should is not the same as are."

“This is a world full of unknowns, and it is precisely because of the unknowns that it is magical and beautiful. It’s a pity that I can’t see its future.”

"The future... is such a luxury."

The body forged by spiritual power gradually dissipated, turning into countless points of light, rising into the sky, and merging into the narrow boundary of the spiritual world.

"My friend, can you go see it for me? No, can you take my share with me? Even though it may not be beautiful, it is the world that I have been waiting for so long... "

The beautiful figure gradually became illusory, the tears turned into points of light, only the outstretched hands remained solid.

"Maybe, this is a small deposit from me?... Come on, I'm just kidding, just smile, okay? Ugh... Looks like I screwed up again."

"No you didn't, I promised."

The warm big hands tightly grasped the cold and weak hands that were about to disappear.

"You didn't screw up, Priscilla, my friend."

The forced smile was not pretty, and even... a little twisted and stiff.

"Ahaha... That's good, Firio..."

At the very end, there was a sweet and innocent smile and a hint of reddish color that gradually faded away.

And a call that is too far away to be captured.

A vast expanse of white.

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"Wow..."

The spiritual world fell into sleep again, and Firion opened his eyes.

Two lines of tears rolled down from my eyes.

A breeze blew past him.

Everything collapsed and disintegrated under the influence of this breeze, turning into fine sand and disappearing into nothingness.

The long river of time and space is always ruthless. All things are equal in front of it, and the only end is annihilation.

But in just a moment, the cave that was filled with items just now was left with only the pendant that Firio was holding tightly in his hand.

Looking at the bright smiling face on the pendant, a faint but very clear pain spread in my heart.

Although they were together for a short time, this bright girl left a deep impression in his heart.

The sudden separation turned this into an indelible mark.

Looking at the dusty pendant, Firio picked up a handkerchief, wiped it carefully, passed a thin metal chain through the pendant hole, and tied it around his neck.

"Hey, Priscilla, since I promised, I will definitely take your share with me so that we can have a good look at this new world. Don't leave too fast."

Firion muttered to himself, holding tightly onto the last trace of the other person left in this world, as if he was grabbing the corner of her clothes that was about to disappear and not letting go.

"Swish"

A dazzling blue light flashed, and everything in front of me turned dark in an instant.

When the world reappeared in his sight, all that was left before Firion was an ordinary rock wall.