near the last known location of regirock's tomb, several trainers have stumbled across an ominous opening. inside, they will find the ruins of the legendary titan, riddled with traps, treasures, and the mystical unknown. no one knows what awaits them but one thing is for sure — a new arc begins. despite the thin veil of peace, the public still faces unease.
after the ultra beast war, hoenn begins to heal. the megalopolan invasion may have failed; however, it is clear there is much more at stake. a prophecy revolving around a cyclical meteoroid, the appearance of necrozma and a dangerous and viral alien threaten the safety of the region once more.
with rocket's new boss, the resurgence and reappearance of the crime syndicate's presence is imminent. the league has done its best to repair its reputation, and with the victory of a war under their belt, perhaps it is enough. but the seeds of distrust have already been sown in the ravaged land of this region, causing many to wonder what will grow?
"low kick!" the instructions were followed by a small growl of confirmation to the typhlosion. the kick was delivered to a hefty boulder, placed there by a proud looking dragonite that hovered about with crossed arms. the kick hit, cracking the rock, but, only by a small degree.
"it's getting stronger, but, it could use some work." the pinkette mused before smiling, "we'll get there soon!" her typhlosion merely scoffed with an embarrassed look. her dragonite though complained loudly, likely eager to get back to training, as thunder cloaked her fist and she hit the rock with a resounding 'thump'. the crack immediately grew larger, before the boulder cracked into two. her typhlosion gave a soft, challenging snarl, whilst dragonite smirked. "don't be a show off, hime!"