Pokémon: The Sims

He dismounted and planted his longsword in the ground beside him.

Bang!

"I am deeply grateful for your kindness."

Rami knelt on the ground, his forehead digging into the grass, tears wetting the wild grass.

"teacher?"

Kazan looked at his empty hand, then shifted his gaze to the expanse of starlight before him, his eyes gradually becoming vacant.

Wu Ge at this moment.

I can't see anything anymore.

I can't hear anything anymore.

His consciousness gradually subsided, as if he had been reincarnated.

A light shone in the gray and void world before my eyes.

Two innocent yet determined boys appeared before him.

"I will let the teacher see that the United States is peaceful and tranquil."

"I will let the teacher see that there will be no more war on the continent of United States."

If Wu Ge could make an expression right now.

His face must have been full of bitterness.

why.

So this is how it will end up.

I'm sorry, Theresa.

Kazan might be in trouble.

but.

I promised you, I would do my best to make Rami a qualified king.

I suppose they did manage to do it.

Being able to give up everything for one's dream, I suppose that qualifies as barely acceptable.

That.

Let's offer a salute to the king's birth.

At the moment Wu Ge completely disappeared.

"Everyone, look this way!!!"

Rami gripped the hilt of his sword and propped himself up, his roar echoing across the entire battlefield.

"Gathered here from our great kingdom, brave and valiant warriors, who charge forward without hesitation!"

"Let us fight for our ancestors, for our descendants, for those who sacrificed their lives, and for the dead!"

"My name is Rami, and I swear by the name of the King of the Earth, the good old days have come before, and I will make them come again!"

Give me all your power!

“Follow me charge!!!”

The young king of the earth leaps onto a deer, wielding the earth's blade, a symbol of hope.

He led countless people of the land, their anger simmering in their hearts, and surged like a torrent towards the bountiful army.

They killed the imperial advisor.

Then let them die.

Let them remember this with their lives.

In the land of the earth, do not provoke the people of the earth.

"rush!"

The Fertile General, standing behind Kazan, would not sit idly by and wait for his doom.

He glanced at Kazan, who stood there stunned, and with a chill running down his spine, he raised his longsword and led the mixed army of the bountiful and blessed to meet them.

Keng!

As the weapons clashed, the sound of metal striking metal rang in Kazan's ears.

He seemed to have regained his senses slightly.

Kazan looked up.

Looking at this chaotic and noisy battlefield, I felt utterly bored.

This war.

Is there any point in continuing?

This question lingered in Kazan's mind.

His body instinctively gripped the broken blade in his hand, easily slaughtering an approaching Pokémon.

A few Earth Soldiers who dared to approach were easily killed by him.

Even though he was hit by several arrows.

Kazan himself doesn't seem to realize his current predicament.

He looked around blankly.

The teacher is gone.

What am I still doing here?

Revenge?

No.

Revenge was never his true goal.

He wanted to kill Rami, and all of this was for one reason—to prove to the teachers that they had made the wrong choice.

but now.

My father and teacher have both left.

Even if he killed Rami, who could he prove it to?

Who can still see the two people he respected and loved most in his life?

who.

It can be the same as before.

Smiling, I patted his head and told him: You did a great job, you make me proud.

"Kazan."

Rami's voice brought Kazan back to his senses.

He turned his head to look in the direction from which the sound came.

Rami had somehow appeared five meters away from him, holding a golden longsword and watching him silently.

"."

Kazan did not respond.

He silently gripped the broken blade and lunged at Rami.

It only took five minutes.

Kazan then stomped Rami under his feet, and a massive, broken blade was plunged into Rami's head.

"Why don't you take action?"

Rami lay on the ground, looking calmly at Kazan.

What a bizarre scene.

past.

The one who always holds back is Rami.

Now, however, he has become Kazan.

"Beat you down so you'll understand that you don't have the strength to kill me."

"You're staying because of your teacher; he wants to help you achieve your dreams."

"Rami, from childhood to adulthood, you have never beaten me, not even once."

"You win this time."

"But remember, you won't win because you have the ability."

"Just because the teacher chose you."

laugh.

The Earth Blade pierced the heart of the Ruined King.

But the one who wields the Blade of the Earth is not the King of the Earth, but the King of Ruin himself.

Kazan trampled Rami under his feet, looking at his now completely unfamiliar brother with a mocking expression.

Everyone says that the Ruined King is a scourge to the world, a born monster.

What is this ungrateful beast in front of me?

monster.

Who the hell is it?

He looked up at the blazing sun in the sky.

The light in his eyes gradually dimmed.

The crimson in his bloodshot eyes receded like the tide, and his clear black pupils shone brightly in the sunlight once more.

this moment.

He is no longer the king of ruins.

He is Kazan, the youngest apprentice of the Grand Master of the Earth Kingdom.

'This world is utterly meaningless.'

'If I die now, I should be able to catch up with my teacher, right?'

'Who's that childish brat who can't live without the teacher—Rami, or me?'

'By the way, what was my dream again?'

"never mind."

'I'll ask my teacher again in my next life.'

Kazan's figure gradually froze.

Before death.

He didn't even glance at his own brother at his feet.

He didn't even glance at Eindook, who was right next to him.

What he was looking at was not the scorching sun.

It's just the direction the teacher disappeared in.

It is the final resting place of his soul.

The story, spanning 44 chapters and 13 words, tells the tale of the Unova a thousand years ago.

This story is quite long, equivalent to half of the fourth generation; it could easily stand alone as a volume.

Originally...