Rotting leaves perfectly preserved between life and death. Ochre eyes staring out into the horizon unblinking. A list of a thousand grudges that can grow no longer. The inevitable and undeniable ruination, left evitable and denied by a simple machine.

You've never been one for schadenfreude, but seeing Elisabeth Fiorelli's bastard of a snail stuck in this trap? It does put a smile on your face. The dark and terrible Wo-Chien, now left powerless. The Ruinous Treasure has been returned to its vault, and left no better than the common Caterpie, or the unassuming Sunkern. The so-called "Gods and Monsters" of the Pokemon world are left no better off than anyone else.

You stroke your chin as you ponder the sight. Hm. You wonder if you'd be able to find PENELOPE LIVY's Chi-Yu elsewhere in this dreaming city? Or maybe, if you looked hard enough, you could track down...

...Well well well, speak of the devil.

"Jayden." You turn to face the man as he approaches, your unfamiliar face contrasted by your all-too-familiar voice. "They got you too?"

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