Pokémon: The Sims.

Chapter 571 The Sequel to the Fifth Generation (Part 1)

The spacetime rift disappeared.

Dialga and Palkia's abilities were once again available.

Once they calmed down, they stared blankly at the spot where the spacetime rift had disappeared, and fell into silence.

This was a mistake they made.

But in the end, someone else has to make up for it.

The two gods of time and space turned their heads and looked at the devastated Baiyang Town because of them, their eyes revealing a complex expression.

In reality, they don't really care about the lives of these people and Pokémon.

But it's undeniable.

The will of a considerable number of them deserves our respect.

Not to mention.

The waveguide envoy who just jumped in sacrificed himself to protect these lives.

Dialga gathers all his strength.

A deep blue power of time permeated the entire spacetime rift.

The erased land is like a faded painting that is repainted with color, every brick, tile, blade of grass, and tree slowly restored in the reverse flow of time.

Even those lives that have passed away return in the river of time.

Apart from Giratina.

Even Darkrai and the Sun were no exception.

but.

Only their bodies are going against the current.

Their souls and memories did not flow backward; the feeling of death was deeply imprinted in their minds.

This is also normal.

If the power of time could allow souls to return.

That eternal lifespan is not something even the gods cannot obtain.

the other side.

Palkia waved his hands.

Pink spatial power enveloped the entire isolated island where Poplar Town was located.

Under the migration of this force.

Baiyang Town broke free from the spatial rift and returned to the lake it once was, bathing in sunlight once more.

After doing all this.

Dialga and Palkia turned around at the same time and entered the time wormhole and space wormhole respectively.

Even Dialga himself didn't notice.

A gray-white bow slowly floated down from the sky.

They followed behind Him and entered the time wormhole.

They traveled to another mysterious point in time.

The miracle of Baiyang Town has returned.

This is something that makes all of Sinnoh happy.

However, after the residents of Baiyang Town recounted the whole story...
A heavy, suffocating silence spread from Sinnoh to the entire world.

The crowd in the square stopped celebrating, people in front of their televisions covered their mouths, and trainers gripped their Poké Balls tightly.

That young champion and the incredible Lucario.
Was it left there forever?
In this regard.

The answer given by the Sinnoh League is
[Temporarily missing]

It seemed like a wish that was too precious to be revealed.

A bubble left for others to remember.

The new Sinnoh Champion will be N, Cynthia's younger brother.

Cynthia and Wu Ge have become active elders of the Sinnoh League, and the investiture ceremony will be held after their return.

No matter the day.

How long will it take?

This awarding ceremony will always take place.

Big deal.

Indefinitely postponed.

This waiting itself may be a silent monument.

. . .

Deep in Tianguan Mountain.

Inside the Galaxy Team's secret base.

"Boss, is Giratina really dead?"

Zhenxing stared at Chiri in disbelief.

One of the legendary three creator gods, the overlord of the reversed world.

Did they really just let that Lucario take them down like that?
"Ah."

Chi Ri nodded calmly.

It was as if he were stating a trivial fact.

He handed the three Poké Balls in his hand to Jupiter next to him.

That was the container where the three gods of the lake were imprisoned.

"This"

Jupiter looked at the Crimson Sun with a somewhat bewildered expression.

"Release them."

"Huh?! But boss, aren't we going to create a heartless world?"

Jupiter's voice suddenly rose, filled with shock and bewilderment.

A world without heart.

Isn't that the boss's ultimate goal?

The eldest brother has been fighting for this for decades.

Why are you giving up now?

Even without Giratina, there's still Dialga and Palkia.

"We will not create any more for the time being."

Akari calmly shook his head, turned around and glanced at the crowd below, then looked up at the thick wall of Team Galactic.

"This world may not be so hopeless. I want to try to see if I can cure it."

His gaze seemed to be fixed on a wider world.

Instead of being limited to a small Sinnoh.

"Yes!"xN
The people of Team Galactic don't actually care about the Heartless World.

They will work for the Red Sun.

It was because the scorching sun had been kind to them.

As for what the Galaxy team is going to do.

That depends on what Chi Ri wants to do.

The will of the blazing sun is the direction of Team Galactic.

If he wants to save the world.

Then their Galactic Team is the cornerstone of salvation.

. . .

In the distant Seven Islands.

Thirty-four-year-old single woman, Kona, woke up with a start, clutching her head.

A short half-hour nap.

She felt like she was living a dream that lasted for decades.

dreaming.

Kona met a super lazy little penguin.

The feeling was so real, so warm. It also carried a heart-wrenching sense of familiarity, like a fragment lost deep in memory.

"strangeness."

Kona muttered something and patted her head.

The little penguin seemed familiar to her, as if she had encountered it somewhere in reality before.

However, she didn't think too much about it, tidied herself up, and then got up and walked outside.

Come to the living room.

Turn on the TV.

The television was still showing the story of Cynthia and Wu Ge.

Their story has now spread throughout the world, and they are destined to be great heroes recorded in human history.

I heard that the Pokémon League is preparing to revise its teaching materials.

They plan to write about Wu Ge and Cynthia in a book, so that every child who wants to become a trainer can know their story and take them as role models.

at this time.

A photo of Wu Ge flashed across the screen.

Kona, who was drinking tea, suddenly felt a sharp pain in her heart, as if her heart had been gripped tightly by an icy hand.

A single tear rolled down her cheek.

The teacup in her hand fell to the ground and shattered into pieces, the scalding tea spilling onto the ground and even flowing to her feet.

Kona, however, was completely unaware.

"Huh? What's wrong with me?"

She raised her hand in confusion to wipe away the tears on her face, her eyes filled with bewilderment and helplessness.

Looking down at the tears on my fingertips.

Reflected in the tear-filled eyes was the silhouette of a Piplup.

clear.

But it's far away.

. . .

Time flies.

A month slipped by quietly amidst the busy rebuilding efforts and silent mourning.

The Tower of Time and Space was restored by the people of Baiyang Town.

The name of the Tower of Time and Space.

It is determined by its creator, and no one else has the right to change it.

That is the glory bestowed by the Creator.

However, the symbolism of the Tower of Time and Space holds different answers in everyone's heart.

In the hearts of everyone who survived from Baiyang Town today.

The symbol of these twin towers.

It has already been elevated.

At the top of the Space Tower on the left stands a statue of Cynthia.

At the top of the Tower of Time on the right stands a statue of Wu Ge.

Their gazes transcended time and space, landing on the figure atop the opposite tower, frozen in time.

And they.

It has also become the new faith and guardian deity of Baiyang Town.

The story of how they reclaimed Baiyang Town from the three creator gods was engraved on the huge stone tablet beneath the Tower of Time and Space, becoming a heroic ode destined to be passed down through the ages.

Even their story of embracing each other until the very end and crashing into the spacetime rift together has become a fairy tale about courage, bonds, and unwavering devotion between countless trainers and Pokémon.

Of course.

The "Nightmare God" who silently protected in the darkness and stood up in despair has not been forgotten by everyone.

However, people placed Darkrai's statue under the shade of a tree in the courtyard.

now.

The real Darkrai stands silently at the top of the Tower of Time.

He looked up at the location where the spacetime rift had been.

There.

Now all that remains is a clear blue sky, so clean it's unsettling.

He has always been clear about his gratitude and resentment.

Wu Ge and Xiluona protected Baiyang Town, which was more important than life itself, for Him.

But how could He repay the two of them?
He raised his head and reached for the sun overhead, which represented the hope that Wu Ge had brought to Baiyang Town.

Sunlight penetrated His half-solid body.

It left no warmth, only a deeper void.

A gentle breeze caressed his face.

The gold smeared at the corner of his eye caught Darkrai's attention.

He turned his head to look at a corner of the city.

A woman with light blonde hair slowly approached.

Beside her was a huge wolfhound.

Darkrai had a sudden inspiration and came up with an idea.

He transformed into a shadow and followed behind them, even merging into their shadows.

He decided to transform into a loyal guardian of shadows.

Before they return.

Protect the two mothers for them.

"Big Wolfhound, tell me, where are those two children now?"

Xunlan raised her hand and stroked the neck of the wolf mother beside her, and smiled slightly.

"Woof."

The wolf mother shook her head.

She doesn't know either.

just.

The bond that connected her soul told her that Wu Ge was not dead.

The same applies to the lavender on the other side.

There might be a special connection between mother and daughter; she just knew that Cynthia was not dead.

This unwavering conviction is like an anchor in the darkness, making the excruciating pain of loss bearable and bringing a glimmer of light to the long years of waiting.

They believed that the two children would return safely.

before that.

They can simply wait quietly at home.

Just like in the past.

Like children holding hands as they go out to explore the world.

They will definitely hold hands again, laughing as they go home, and then throw themselves into their arms and act all cute and affectionate.

Xunlan and Wolf Mother walked to the top of the Tower of Time and Space, looking down at the town protected by their children.

The streets were bustling with traffic, shops had reopened, and children's laughter echoed in the square.

The peaceful tranquility of life returned to people's faces.

The happiness of surviving a disaster flows quietly through the veins of the city like a warm current.

just.

In the deepest part of pride and satisfaction.

That humble yet most devout prayer belonging to a mother, like an inextinguishable candle flame, flickers in the wind—

I hope the two children will come back.

They still have the chance to say the most ordinary thing:
Welcome home.

(End of this chapter)