Pokémon White Hero

In the haze, Dylan felt groggy all over, as if the call from the past came again.

"What is your...reality...?" asked a white figure that looked like a mirror.

Everything seemed to be frozen.

"Roar!!" The sudden roar seemed to ring in Dylan's ears.

"Well..." Dylan woke up from the bed, covered in cold sweat, and his head seemed to have been hit by a huge momentum.

I don’t know what’s going on lately, but some strange pictures keep flashing through my head.

In the past few days, it has become even more serious. Every night after falling asleep, an invisible figure will ask him questions such as what is true.

How could he think about such a question, but it was as if he would not let himself fall asleep if he couldn't answer it.

"Oh, it's like this every day. I have dark circles under my eyes. I don't know when these days will end." Dylan said as he started to change clothes and wash up.

"Speaking of which, I seem to have some impression of what is real, where is it..." Dylan shook his head in distress.

As if something was missing, Dylan looked around.

"Victini?" Dylan didn't see Victini this morning, which made Dylan feel weird.

"Maybe he went to play with another elf again, but the one yesterday was..." Dylan's hand that was brushing his teeth paused.

At this moment, some pictures flashed before my eyes again. It was a book, and the furniture around it looked a bit like...

After finishing washing, Dylan, who had not even eaten, walked through the corridor and came to the study room of the castle. After groping on the tall bookshelf for a while, he suddenly pulled out a certain book.

"Based on those scattered pictures, I remember that it seems to be this one."

Spread the book on the table, and the beautiful illustrations stand up immediately.

"More than 1000 years ago, under the rule of the king, the country of the people of the earth was extremely prosperous. It was called the hometown of the earth. The kings of all generations created a harmonious world between nature, elves and humans by using the power of the earth's dragon veins. A place to live.”

"The king has a pair of twin princes. Both of them are outstanding people with wisdom and courage. But on the road to the future of this country, the two have different ideas. Because of this, both sides have a giant. Dragons follow them, lending their wisdom and strength to their ideals, and their names are..."

"Leshiram and Zekrom." An old voice sounded behind Dylan.

"Grandma, are you back?" Dylan turned around and looked at the old man at the door of the study in surprise.

Dylan's grandma is 65 years old this year. For some reason, she keeps running away to other places. It is difficult for Dylan to see her most of the time.

In response to Dylan's greetings, grandma smiled lightly and said: "Little naughty boy, it's already noon and you just got up? You asked grandma if she's back. How is your recent headache? Is it better?"

Grandma's question pulled Dylan out of the story.

"It's gotten a lot better recently, shouldn't grandma be able to tell?" In order not to worry grandma, Dylan still told a lie. After all, even if he went to see a doctor for this headache, nothing could be diagnosed.

"By the way, grandma, do Reshiram and Zekrom really exist? Where are they now?" Some pictures appeared in Dylan's mind again, and he couldn't help but ask.

Because based on those scattered scenes, Dylan really couldn't believe that the white dragon wanted his answer every night and that it was underground in this castle.

"How could grandma know such a thing? According to historical records, Reshiram and Zekrom spent too much life energy during the civil strife in our former country and fell into a long sleep. Except for the two people at that time Princes, no one knows where they are sleeping. Before the new black and white hero is born, they may still be sleeping somewhere."

Did grandma narrate the next part of the story just now?Dylan thought to himself.

"Okay, hurry up and have lunch. Don't sleep until noon next time. It's not good for your health." Although she didn't quite understand why Dylan asked such a question, grandma still answered Dylan.

Grandma turned around and went downstairs to prepare lunch, and Dylan was about to put the book back. Suddenly he thought of something and turned the book to the page where the story began, looking at the introduction and illustrations.

"The legendary Victory Star elf, Victini. In those pictures, Victini seems to have been trapped in a seal for nearly 1000 years. Is it true...Is that so..."

Dylan felt a little uncomfortable. After all, Victini had missed 1000 years of time due to the fault of his ancestors. Even as a legendary elf, he would definitely feel lonely.

The bewildered feeling of Victini sitting in the castle last night deeply touched Dylan.

Dylan decided to meet the Dragon God.

After having lunch with his grandma, Dylan walked alone on the way to the warehouse.

When he arrived at the warehouse, Dylan touched the surrounding walls and said to himself: "At that time, the boy in the hat fell from the cliff behind the castle, entered a hole, and then passed through a gray fog that I couldn't see clearly, and finally emerged from this debris. One wall of the warehouse came out."

"It seems that there is an underground mine tunnel behind this wall." After speaking, Dylan pushed hard against a wall that looked ordinary.

Sure enough, the wall began to rumble and slowly rotate.

Didn't expect it to be true?So what exactly are these pictures...

The pitch-black passage was like a giant beast swallowing people, and the whistling wind was like the roar of a giant beast.

Walking in the underground passage, you soon arrived at the vast underground mine. Blue shimmers crisscrossed the entire mine, as if it were the veins of the earth.

"When you see this scene with your own eyes, you can't help but marvel at the miraculous craftsmanship of nature..." Dylan looked around and marveled slightly. There is no doubt that the scene in front of him is not a common scenery. For someone who has never left a small town, The young man was naturally shocked.

But the question arises, why do those pictures seem to be blurred when the key is reached?

Stepping on the light blue stone pillars, the stone pillars seem to be alive, guiding themselves to the right path.

Every step to the bottom seemed to step on Dylan's heart, and the heavenly but majestic voice came again to his ears: "What is your truth? Roar!!!"

After reaching the bottom, looking at the white beads surrounded by rocks, Dylan asked: "Are you asking me... my reality every night?"

As soon as Dylan finished speaking, the white beads began to emit a faint light, gradually brightening, like the rising sun, and finally shining like a small orange sun, with interlaced flames rushing in one after another. The heat radiating from the surrounding stone pillars was daunting yet warm.

Dylan held his breath and stared at the bead even if his eyes couldn't stand the bright light in front of him.The orange-red light began to dim at its brightest moment, and the figure of a white dragon slowly appeared in front of Dylan.

The white feathers and outstretched wings are like white clouds in the sky, without an inch of extra muscle. The white wolf-like head and the entire streamlined body have reached the most perfect proportions.

Those emerald-like eyes seemed to be able to see through Dylan's heart, putting his soul to the test.

The white dragon slowly opened his mouth and asked: "What are your reality... and... ideals?"