Post by Jae Hyun Jang on Jan 23, 2018 17:32:40 GMT -6
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Jae, Jayce, JJ, Zekrom
Jae, Jayce, JJ, Zekrom
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He/Him or They/Them
He/Him or They/Them
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Physically Nineteen
Physically Nineteen
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Unknown
Unknown
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Unknown
Unknown
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Republic
Republic
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Fence
Fence
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Caretaker, Basketball Player
Caretaker, Basketball Player
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Over the past several centuries, Jae Hyun - or more simply known as his preferred but more hidden name as Zekrom -
has grown to be somewhat of a borderline negative type of individual altogether. Regardless of whether or not he had inherited the body of a given host within the past or retained his primary and original form while observing others from afar within the distant past, he seems to exhibit a rather rough and seemingly uncaring facade towards more people that he knows on a simple, surface level. His attitude is one of intensely cynical and brash natures, and if one were to be seeking words of encouragement and sugar coated explanations, then this former god, of sorts, would definitely be one of the worst types of people to approach in order to attain them. Although he does prefer to look to the brighter sides and lengths of life within much grander scenarios in general, the truth of the matter is that Jae holds a demeanor of intense bluntness and seemingly inconsiderate natures- even if he truthfully does have an intense amount of care to give for and towards those around him. He'll surely call you out in a heartbeat if he feels as if your logic is flawed and unreasonable, and if you insult him for doing such a thing without much of a second thought, nor a moment or a few to reestablish your thoughts and claims, then he'll hold no mercy or resistance as he openly speaks his mind and reads between the lines; easily and rather swiftly spotting through one's remarks and gestures to form a straightforward retort.[break][break]
Jae himself is extremely analytical within whatever he does; often preferring to stay closer towards the sidelines of much grander events in order to observe those within the spot light. What he doesn't bother to exhibit in constant social behavior or etiquette is clearly made up for with his own thoughts and thought processes all the same. Within the eyes of others, he could commonly be described as antisocial- and after the amount that he has seen, done, and overcome, the truth of the matter is that he himself does agree with the populous that dares to describe him as such a thing in the long run. All in all, it wouldn't be the longest shot away to claim that he disliked others; regardless if the subject in mind was a human, Pokemon, or even a fellow Gijinka like himself. His mind holds ideals far above all else, so the thought of a world united and cooperative is one that he would prefer and strive for if the people themselves had done a better job of motivating him to do so within the days of the past. Deep within his heart, he had and still does maintain the hope for a better world overall. A world without hate, nor conflict, nor war- or anything terrible and horrific for that matter. Given that he's more of an observer and a an analyzer, it would also be somewhat accurate to say that he's a man of many thoughts and concepts; a dreamer, even. Zekrom -
as he had been bestowed the name of by his people - had always been known for his bias towards ideals- and to this day, it's those same ideals that seem to keep him moving forward and bothering with society from up close and a distance alike. As was stated earlier, he much prefers to keep his distance and to be uninterrupted by those around him.[break][break]
...At the same time, however, that won't stop him from hoping for improvements within the world and its peoples.[break][break]
From the time that he had split from his former, singular entity, he had retained this sort of persona for quite some time, and even throughout the periods through which he had been woken up once more after his long time slumber. This same persona is the one that almost everyone would connect with him and notice throughout the first words and sentences that they share with him- but it isn't like he isn't cynical and seemingly uncaring through and through, however. If anything, he's somewhat the opposite of what he comes off to be- even if it often takes an immense amount of work to see it in the bigger picture. While he may give off a front that tends to influence others to take him as the type of person to have a sense of hopelessness towards the human race all in all, he does still hold that faint and weak thread of hope for them. It takes the keenest of the keen and the closest of the close to realize that, but those very same people would likely also and eventually take wind of the immense heart that he hosts within his very being. While rare to find and uncover, the bounds to which his care extends towards can be limitless- but for the most part, one would simply have to earn enough of his trust in order to see it.[break][break]
When it has been uncovered, however, then one would find themselves with a loyal and devoted partner and friend until their dying breath, or - Arceus forbid - the day that his trust and hope in them is broken. It takes immense strides and requirements to earn his trust and interest altogether, but should a fellow persona, Gijinka,
or even Pokemon manage to be called a friend by him, then he would likely do nearly anything and everything he could for sake of maintaining their well being- even if it was at his expense. The truth of the matter is that - although commonly brash and seemingly rude - Jae Hyun himself holds a shocking amount of passion for those that he cares for.
Those that gain a place in his guarded and fortified heart will see be able to hear his true dreams and aspirations for themselves, and without any restraint whatsoever. Through this immense amount of trust, they will find out his few, yet passionate hobbies- as well as why he carries through with some as them as intensely as he does. His emotional and mental boundaries are difficult to bypass by almost any and all means, but the moment they are, there will be no restraint in the true jokes, care, and good intentions that he holds beneath the weight of his past and surface ideals.[break][break]
Over the past several centuries, Jae Hyun - or more simply known as his preferred but more hidden name as Zekrom -
has grown to be somewhat of a borderline negative type of individual altogether. Regardless of whether or not he had inherited the body of a given host within the past or retained his primary and original form while observing others from afar within the distant past, he seems to exhibit a rather rough and seemingly uncaring facade towards more people that he knows on a simple, surface level. His attitude is one of intensely cynical and brash natures, and if one were to be seeking words of encouragement and sugar coated explanations, then this former god, of sorts, would definitely be one of the worst types of people to approach in order to attain them. Although he does prefer to look to the brighter sides and lengths of life within much grander scenarios in general, the truth of the matter is that Jae holds a demeanor of intense bluntness and seemingly inconsiderate natures- even if he truthfully does have an intense amount of care to give for and towards those around him. He'll surely call you out in a heartbeat if he feels as if your logic is flawed and unreasonable, and if you insult him for doing such a thing without much of a second thought, nor a moment or a few to reestablish your thoughts and claims, then he'll hold no mercy or resistance as he openly speaks his mind and reads between the lines; easily and rather swiftly spotting through one's remarks and gestures to form a straightforward retort.[break][break]
Jae himself is extremely analytical within whatever he does; often preferring to stay closer towards the sidelines of much grander events in order to observe those within the spot light. What he doesn't bother to exhibit in constant social behavior or etiquette is clearly made up for with his own thoughts and thought processes all the same. Within the eyes of others, he could commonly be described as antisocial- and after the amount that he has seen, done, and overcome, the truth of the matter is that he himself does agree with the populous that dares to describe him as such a thing in the long run. All in all, it wouldn't be the longest shot away to claim that he disliked others; regardless if the subject in mind was a human, Pokemon, or even a fellow Gijinka like himself. His mind holds ideals far above all else, so the thought of a world united and cooperative is one that he would prefer and strive for if the people themselves had done a better job of motivating him to do so within the days of the past. Deep within his heart, he had and still does maintain the hope for a better world overall. A world without hate, nor conflict, nor war- or anything terrible and horrific for that matter. Given that he's more of an observer and a an analyzer, it would also be somewhat accurate to say that he's a man of many thoughts and concepts; a dreamer, even. Zekrom -
as he had been bestowed the name of by his people - had always been known for his bias towards ideals- and to this day, it's those same ideals that seem to keep him moving forward and bothering with society from up close and a distance alike. As was stated earlier, he much prefers to keep his distance and to be uninterrupted by those around him.[break][break]
...At the same time, however, that won't stop him from hoping for improvements within the world and its peoples.[break][break]
From the time that he had split from his former, singular entity, he had retained this sort of persona for quite some time, and even throughout the periods through which he had been woken up once more after his long time slumber. This same persona is the one that almost everyone would connect with him and notice throughout the first words and sentences that they share with him- but it isn't like he isn't cynical and seemingly uncaring through and through, however. If anything, he's somewhat the opposite of what he comes off to be- even if it often takes an immense amount of work to see it in the bigger picture. While he may give off a front that tends to influence others to take him as the type of person to have a sense of hopelessness towards the human race all in all, he does still hold that faint and weak thread of hope for them. It takes the keenest of the keen and the closest of the close to realize that, but those very same people would likely also and eventually take wind of the immense heart that he hosts within his very being. While rare to find and uncover, the bounds to which his care extends towards can be limitless- but for the most part, one would simply have to earn enough of his trust in order to see it.[break][break]
When it has been uncovered, however, then one would find themselves with a loyal and devoted partner and friend until their dying breath, or - Arceus forbid - the day that his trust and hope in them is broken. It takes immense strides and requirements to earn his trust and interest altogether, but should a fellow persona, Gijinka,
or even Pokemon manage to be called a friend by him, then he would likely do nearly anything and everything he could for sake of maintaining their well being- even if it was at his expense. The truth of the matter is that - although commonly brash and seemingly rude - Jae Hyun himself holds a shocking amount of passion for those that he cares for.
Those that gain a place in his guarded and fortified heart will see be able to hear his true dreams and aspirations for themselves, and without any restraint whatsoever. Through this immense amount of trust, they will find out his few, yet passionate hobbies- as well as why he carries through with some as them as intensely as he does. His emotional and mental boundaries are difficult to bypass by almost any and all means, but the moment they are, there will be no restraint in the true jokes, care, and good intentions that he holds beneath the weight of his past and surface ideals.[break][break]
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Maybe you'll change[break]
Abandon all your wicked ways
Maybe you'll change[break]
Abandon all your wicked ways
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Being Zekrom itself, Jae Hyun maintains several features and abilities alike that give way towards his initial genetics representing his corresponding Pokemon. The main giveaway towards his original form would be the wings and tail that continuously reside upon his being despite his more humanoid form; both of which still housing the common 'openings' that give way towards the spaces of his body that can occasionally glow and fade within the common cobalt that he tends to be known for. As a lingering tribute to his host's initial appearance, he also houses the natural, brighter blue hues within his eyes, but depending on specific emotions that he's feeling - as well as the intensity that he feels them at - they can be known to change into his own, natural hues of golden or crimson alike from time to time.[break][break]
The first ability that he's capable of exhibiting is nothing more than a passive emotion oriented display; something shown through the aforementioned portions of his body that can glow up. While the default color is some hue of azure, the colors conveyed can stretch through different spectrums of the rainbow - as well as others beyond the simple rainbow scale. This picture right here gives the varied shades and colors that the glows and lights across his body could give way to in the event that he allows them to, or in the event that he's stressed enough to let them out of his control. Of course, the default color is still a bold, navy blue- so if he happens to be feeling the emotions exhibited by a similar color, then it could either be him feeling some type of emotion connected to sadness or depression, or it may simply be his normal coloring in regards to his normal demeanor. In the event that he's using his electrical abilities through exhibition of these emotions, the color of his electricity and general energy may change to fit the color of his body glows, as well.[break][break]
That being said, he does still retain his electric type capabilities, as well; something that should be a safe assumption given who he is. While it may not necessarily be on nearly the same level as it would be when he takes his true form, he's still capable of giving off electrical charges in varied forms; be they in charges, beams, pulses, or anything else of the sort. Of course, the power and consistency of whatever energy forms and patterns that he chooses to use depend on his focus during the energy formation itself. Being a legendary with skill that could easily be described as more than fair, he's more than capable of using this specific power of his for extensive periods of time- but regardless of this fact, he can still grow exhausted if he overexerts himself through constant and augmented usage.[break][break]
In addition to the more commonly thought of association with electricity and lightning, however, Zekrom himself also maintains another power at his disposal- even if it's, again, exhibited at a much lower extent and capacity than it would when within his true Pokemon form. He's capable of producing and manipulating his own gravity and anti gravity fields, as well as the gravity of one other person regardless of whether or not he's using this ability on himself or not at the same time. While he admittedly uses it to momentarily float around in a somewhat lazier manner during his free time more times than not, it does prove to be useful throughout the times that he's flying, gliding, or is perhaps even falling down from a higher space among other possible scenarios, as well. By no means does this mean that he can cause himself to float up and into the skies and atmosphere to an infinite extent, however; simply that he can lower his own gravity to enable his own being - as well as others in some occasions - to travel through the air longer and as if they were seemingly weightless to some extent.[break][break]
End of ability listings; biography begins beyond the next header.[break][break]
...There was a time that I wasn't exactly the-... Well...the Gijinka you see me as today.[break]
Obviously, at least.[break][break]
Today, people know me by quite a few names. Nowadays, I prefer to be called by Jae or Jae Hyun for my own reasons,
but...again. Other people know me by other names- and in the event that I'm called as such, I still respond accordingly. Call me Jayce? I'll give you a response since it was my current host's former name before he died.
...Call me Zekrom, and I'll more or less give you a pensive look, but will ultimately respond to you in time, too.
...Same goes for my original name. The name I had before Jae, or Jayce, or even Zekrom.[break][break]
...The name that I had when we were still whole.[break][break]
If you know my name - my true name, at least - then you should know at least the basic gist of who I am. ...Especially if you're from Unova. My initial name is one spoken within the holiest of tongues and within the utmost grace; something that most mortals would dare not to bring themselves to recite upon in most scenarios- and that isn't me being arrogant, even if it seems as such. If anything, it's just...me being real while telling the facts.
I...am the product of many things. I'm the product of a split within the days of yore. I'm the product of the ideals of the world. ...I'm the product of the feud between two formerly close brothers of connected kin; ones who have been long lost to time, and ones who are as much of a part of history as I am, despite the fact that I'm standing before you right now.[break][break]
Within those same, lost days of the past, I was known under a single guise alongside my sister. We had been born together; a single mind, and a single soul living among the Unovian realm itself as we watched over the populous back then. We both worked alongside one another - by sole virtue of technically being the same entity, at least - and did our jobs and paid our dues for sake of looming upon and watching over the people. Those were the days back then.
The days before everything happened. ...The days before our war.[break][break]
The days before the people acknowledged me as Zekrom.[break][break]
If I had to be completely honest...? That specific time seems like more than forever ago- and in the long run, that may actually and truthfully be the case, here, too. Centuries ago... All that time that past. All the time that I'll never get back, what with the slumber, and the warring, and everything else.[break][break]
...Part of me wonders what would've happened if things hadn't happened the way they did.[break]
Part of me wonders what would've happened if everything hadn't gotten as violent as they did.[break][break]
I, alongside Reshiram, had originally been apart of the same entity; two souls concealed within a singular body,
born of the Creator and blessed by them, as well. Two souls. One body. One mind. Together, the two of us traveled across the regions; preaching to all the word of our Creator. Where there was one, there was always the other; so on and so forth as a result of our continuous bond at the time. The humans... The humans both then and now had been quick to both fear and revel before us. It was intriguing at the time; to see such arrogant and seemingly worldly little creatures be so instantaneously and deeply struck with a sense of fear and awe so intense to the point that the lot of them had bowed before us and praised us without much of a fight. These same humans were ones who often battled amongst themselves- and, on occasion, battled against us in attempt to do many things. Attain fame. Attain power. ...Attain all of the things that would inevitably doom the world as we knew it if we gave the wrong types of people the very thing that they had wanted.[break][break]
We preached, and they both listened and watched.[break]
...And eventually, there came a pair that chose to do something more.[break][break]
...Brothers. The two of them were brothers- and somewhat close at the time, by how things looked back then when we first met them. In the beginning, I-... Mmn... We considered them the same as everyone else within the ways that they initially approached us. They had each been as bold as the rest who had dared to approach us had been,
but...in a way, these two had been different. Whereas the prior ones who had directly seeked us out seemed to have held the common arrogance and overworldly nature, those two siblings felt...different, simply put. The two of them didn't quite exhibit an aura of arrogance, nor did they feel as if they were superior above all else around them,
but...they each had confidence and passion. Passion for just causes and for their own concepts. We had been anticipating of them, but in time, we realized that the two of them were, indeed, worthy and just to their own,
respective causes. Through them, we had seen the vague glimmer of hope for the humans within them; the light.[break][break]
In the beginning, they were the heroes that we were waiting for.[break]
They were the heroes, and we became their tool for justice.[break][break]
So began our journeys with them for that first while. With us in tow, the two brothers traveled alongside us; accompanying and aiding them within their endeavors as the three of us continued on together. For once, our trust had been earned by not one human, but two; each of them righteous within their own ways, and enough to the point to earn our interest and trust alike. Things were...odd. They were odd and different, yet...at the same time, it was a nice change of pace. ...To have a duo of good hearted humans for once, at least.[break][break]
If there's anything that I've learned over the centuries, though...?[break]
It's that all good things have to come to an end eventually.[break][break]
Like I said...things were nice and calm at first. ...Dare I even say enjoyable? Possibly. ...Possibly, but in any case, that possible enjoyment lays deep within the sands of time; locked within the days of yore, and long before the current time to hold any sort of relevance to me now. Justified and righteous as they were, those two siblings...
The two brothers - born of the same blood, and thus the same kin - each revealed that they had different ideas and ways in which the rule upon the region should be cast and based upon in the long run. Each thought of their own world; one fitting to their own thoughts and preferences. Although they both had intentions that were more than wholesome and good hearted, the truth of the matter was that their concepts were drastically differing enough to the point to set them each at an impasse. That impasse evolved into minor conflict; the minor conflict eventually evolving into more major issues, and those same issues eventually and finally evolving into something much more.
Before long, the two of them no longer saw eye to eye despite their positive thoughts as to how the world should be ruled and kept under. In time, they drifted apart. They spawned a feud. They clashed, and collided, and fought amongst their own thoughts.[break][break]
Those constant clashes would eventually bring forth my creation, alongside my sister's.[break][break]
There were a vast plethora of matters that each sibling focused upon, but it became clear that either one of them focused primarily upon two different things. With a fury and passion whose light burned as brightly as the hero influencing it came my sister herself; blazing brilliantly and intensely within a shroud of white light as she herself separated from our initial host. Her focus was more or less relevant upon the concept of truth- similar to the brother that she found herself gravitating towards. Their world focused upon the truths of the people, the creatures, and all both beyond and in between; seeking the path within the fork in the road leading towards a different sort of salvation. For sake of safeguarding the remaining brother, there came...a darker form. Not quite in the negative connotation, but...physically darker. Darker, and...with the influence of lightning and thunder so augmented that it could very well strike fear within the heavens themselves. This form of in particular had been the contrast to the voices of truth; a clear display and symbolism of the ideals of the world, as alongside his own hero of choice. The singular soul had been torn into two over the conflicts produced between the former brothers.[break][break]
That conflict gave birth to both myself, as well as my sister.[break]
Reshiram had been born of the world's truth.[break]
And I, Zekrom, had been born of the world's ideals.[break][break]
Each born of a formerly joint cause, we staked our sides in the end. From our own sides, we diverted our attention and strengths against one another for the sake of seeing the success of our respective partners through; thus bringing forth a temporary reckoning within our midst.[break][break]
...And thinking back on it now, I can't exactly say I was proud of the things that I did.[break]
Not anymore.[break][break]
At the very beginning of it all, it was...rough. Just...rough. Extremely so. Because of the extent to which the brothers' ideas clashed, both Reshiram and I and gone through extraordinary lengths to defend our respective partners' thoughts and ideals; even going so far as to wage and rage war across the region of what would eventually be the Unova that you see and know of to this very day. ...Land was lost. Properties were torn apart by their own foundations and structures as a result of out combat; even more people than those same properties lost within the process. Our rage was evenly matched, and had reached across Unova as far and wide as you could have possibly imagined. ...You know those same humans? Those same, arrogant humans that we saw and acknowledged? When we were still known as a single, simple, yet at the same time holy entity, they bowed before us. Their gazes were filled with praise, awe, and respect among other things. Of course, some of them expressed fear within our presence, or even at the mention of our very name because of the amount of power that we held together; the same power that was more than capable of wiping the lot of them off of the face of the Earth as they knew it.[break][break]
And needless to say, those few, fearful souls were right and justified to fear us so.[break]
Especially when we really did kill them, their families, and everything and anyone else that they could have possibly loved within out ongoing and progressive quarrels.[break][break]
War is a cruel mistress. That much is an undeniable fact. It purges the land of its evils within the long run through many means; one of several including the primary and obvious violence, and that very violence was clear within our wakes as we clashed against one another for days on end; all throughout the day and night alike, and sometimes without rest. Yet...although it purges those evils, it also comes with intense costs. Losses, mainly. At the end of the day, there's almost always one specific side that wins; one specific side that triumphs over the other, and one specific side can claim victory in all of its supposed glory- but when looking back on matters, and when looking back at every single life that was lost at the expense of all of the conflict, can you really say that it's worth it. Sure... The path may pave a better way for the future, but all of those souls lost... All of those innocent souls lost. At the time, would it really be worth it to lose them all because of your own, blinded judgments, as well as your close minded quarrels?[break][break]
...Because I really think that it isn't worth it at all anymore.[break][break]
Those amounts of losses... And the degree of carnage that we brought upon the world. It shook almost everyone to the damn core. It rattled the lot of them down towards each and every fiber of their beings; leaving many without a house or home to come back to at the end of the day, and even more dead without anything even close to a second chance. ...As I said. War is a cruel, cruel mistress. It drives us to insane boundaries; blinding us to the factors that should always matter the most, and only allowing us to see when the consequences had settled, and when it was far too late to right so many wrongs. That right there was why - for the moment - the original brothers decided to cease the fighting throughout the latter parts of their lives. ...Neither Reshiram nor I could best the other, no matter how long and vigorously we fought with one another. Thankfully, they realized that, and it was through that realization that there was a short span of peace and recovery. ...We were given our breaks. The remaining people were given their time to bounce back from the anarchy that had ensued. They still feared us more than they should've, yet...we were still praised as deities, and still are today for whatever reason.[break][break]
...But I mentioned that the peace was only momentary.[break]
We were deities among sheep to the slaughter time and time again.[break]
In the next few generations, those same sheep were subject to our reckoning whether they liked it or not.[break][break]
I stated that our former heroes - as well as our first trainers and true companions alike - had eventually settled their own differences enough to remain neutral within the others' presences for sake of maintaining the peace and balance. ...I also stated that the aforementioned peace was nothing more than a momentary facade and ruse in the bigger picture. I stated both things because they're still both one hundred percent true. Between the original brothers, the score had been settled to pave the way towards an era of calmness and peace alike. Both we and the people were relieved to say the least, but...each of them had the right to start their own families. Each found themselves their own, special partners. They birthed their own children, and their children followed suit. From their seeds did they sow the incoming generations of both truth bearers and ideal bearers alike; their own, respective heirs and heiresses to the thoughts and concepts that they themselves had chosen to lay to rest for sake of temporary unity.[break][break]
When they were gone, however, it was their children who were left to pick up the pieces and begin anew within the footsteps and steads of their fathers. ...The traditions of their truths and ideals had been conveyed strongly and clearly throughout their children, and it was due to those facts that the very same conflicts that had stained Unova had arisen once again for a few times more; those conflicts not producing as much ridicule and panic within the populous, but still shocking them to a reasonable degree with the amount of carnage brought upon them all the while.
Like father, like-... Well, not specifically daughter in this case. Like father, like child. The light of the original heroes that we had known... That same light had been clear within the souls of their prodigies. They shone just as brightly as they had within their fathers; the rate at which they burned at equally as so. ...The passion of their fathers easily conveyed into and through their own thoughts and emotions rather finely. It's something that - to this day - I'm rather impressed of, but...at the same time, indignant and bitter about, as well.[break][break]
After all... By now, you should know how I feel about the costs and losses in war.[break]
Once again, the times of warring between my sister and I thankful came to an eventual close- but the fact of the matter is that they lasted much longer than I care to admit to begin with. Just when civilization within the Unovian region seemed to be recovering, it had been needlessly shattered and brought crumbling to pieces once more by a previously settled but reignited conflict of the past. ...As a result, more people lost so much. Important things.
Unimportant things. ...Everything between. Anything and everything had been lost, and by the time that the major fighting would be over with until the next major occurrence centuries down the line...? Simply put, I was tired of it. Tired of it all. Tired of the fighting, and of seeing those around me suffering. ...Tired of thinking back and remembering the fact that I was one of the major causes of the carnage and anarchy.[break][break]
Everything had just made me so tired, and I just...wanted to get away from it.[break]
Call me selfish for thinking as such, but...let's face it.[break]
Everyone else definitely needed time away from us in order to recover. Again.[break][break]
At the time, there were two primary figures that the masses feared with an undying and unwavering strength and passion: my sister an I. Following that war had been ungodly amounts of damage, as well as the need for rehabilitation, revitalizing, and reconstruction alike. Soon after that war, I discovered that my sister had disappeared for the moment; gone off to do whatever it was that she was doing for the sake of what I assumed was laying low for however long, seeing as though she herself was clear out of sight for the next while. In the midst of everything else that she and I had caused, I stood for several days upon the outskirts and remnants of the region that we preached to within the days of yore; accepting praises from the people that had feared us instead of respected us at the time. I stood and wandered for several days on end soon after her disappearance. Observing the condition of the ones that we indirectly wreaked havoc upon. Witnessing the gravity of what he had done and bestowed upon them in the form of their own struggles and stresses. I haven't the slightest clue of what Reshiram went to do during that specific span of time, but...I knew what I did.[break][break]
I thought about matters, and I realized - fully realized - that I was done.[break]
The time for fighting was over. The time for renewal was nigh.[break]
...So following the war, I did my best to help and contribute in order to make up and atone for my own sins.[break][break]
Time progressed onwards at an achingly slow and steady pace- for me, at least. Perhaps it was because of the fact that I was fully aware of my guilt; perhaps it was because of the fact that even more negativity and corruption seemed to spawn as the eras gradually grew closer and closer towards the modern day and age throughout the ongoing centuries. As I witnessed more and more people fall to indignant corruption and foul intents, my hope in the very same race that I had fought so hard and long for began to diminish. Trickle off... Become lost to the sands of time.
Time continued on as it always did, and the more it went on, the more my faith in humanity dissipated. Yet...even then, I was and still am the Pokemon of ideals. My ideals are what drive me. The thoughts of the future... The future that could be. The events that could be- including the possibility of a much more peaceful and united future,
even if things only seemed to grow worse and worse with the more that I observed the human race from the sidelines.[break][break]
They were my last remaining thread of hope, and the very thin thread that compelled me to help with the rebuilding processes.[break][break]
It was around that time that I began to officially inherit the bodies of select individuals for sake of hosting myself. Even back then, I hadn't the heart to just...kick someone out of their own body and life, though. As tragic and depressing as it is...I waited for my first host, and have continued waiting for the ones afterwards. A fun fact about my hosts so far is that...they've all pretty much been on the brink of death. Some of them I grew acquainted with after managing to grow close to them despite my deeds and misconceptions; others I happened to stumble across after an unfortunate accident that eventually led to their untimely deaths. ...As a tribute to my very first host -
as he was kind, yet severely misguided and saddened overall - I took his name upon myself, and have continued to do so ever since. His name was Jae Hyun Jang. ...The same name that I use today in his honor.[break][break]
He was the very first human that I managed to grow close to following the wars; the very first person that had bothered to look past my faults and acknowledge me for my intents despite the fact that I kept mentioning my sins before him. ...In many ways, we were both extremely alike in both thoughts and actions alike. I had grown cynical and generally brooding in the face of the war and realization of what I had done. And...for reasons that I admittedly don't quite understand to this day, he seemed to be the same way. Yet...at the same time, he held high hopes for everyone after him. His hopes... His ideals. They inspired me, in a way. They inspired me to allow that small thread of hope that I had to broaden at least a tiny bit more, and...truthfully, I'm saddened by the fact that I wasn't able to be acquainted for him for longer than I was. We met on more than several occasions and on the outskirts of the region wreckages since he was more of a loner and outcast over everything else, but despite that,
he was a genuinely kind person. ...One that vaguely reminded me of my own partner in the days of the past beforehand, but...one main difference that set those two apart was the fact that he was substantially more tired,
per say. ...Tired of everything, just as I was at the time.[break][break]
...It just happened to be more extreme in his case.[break][break]
...He took his own life as a result. The aftermath of the war may have gotten to him. Maybe he lost his loved ones during the feud. Maybe he had none to begin with, and that was why he was so lost. But...I know for a fact that -
if he had anyone else besides me at the time - that those people would have been blessed to have known him. ...He had so much kindness in his soul to give out, but it seemed as if people didn't quite see or acknowledge that. ...So he simply ended his own life under the impression that it wouldn't matter since he was supposedly "irrelevant" to everyone around him, anyways.[break][break]
...[break]
...In his last moments, I did my best to soothe him and ensure him that he would have been able to become more than simply "relevant" if he chose to hang on a bit longer.[break][break]
I stayed with him until his final breath, and then...I inherited his body.[break]
I used it to help rebuild the society that he left behind at the time.[break][break]
After taking Jae Hyun's name and general being unto myself - and thus giving him a new and second start, in some way - I continued to roam around the eastern coasts and bounds of Unova throughout my travels. Sometimes I would stay in one city for months or years on end; other times, I would wait little more than anywhere between a few days to a week before making a move to the next city over. Throughout that entire time, I hadn't quite known about the things occurring to and in regards to Reshiram; rather, I dedicated myself to gradually atoning for and making up for my wrongs and sins alike by supporting society- even if my hope for them gradually dwindled more and more with the passing times. The same human race that I had high hopes for only seemed to grow...worse. More corrupted. More fragile, and more prone to anarchy amongst themselves even after the feud between us had ended. Perhaps it's simply in human nature. ...Perhaps for the Unovian peoples specifically, it was a partial aftermath of what we had done across the region. That in itself is most likely a fact that I'll never know for myself until centuries later down the line.[break][break]
My features as Zekrom were hidden at the time for sake of laying low and preventing a sense of fear, panic, and other sorts of emotions from running clear through those that I acquainted and interacted with in the past. Albeit; some of them still managed to see past my facade and connect the dots, but...for the most part, those same people were all rare exceptions. Some of them were nice and kind enough. Some were willing to keep my secret while living on decent terms with me; something that briefly relieved me and increased my hope and expectations, though most of them were often times brought back down once more after finding the vast plethora of people who weren't as easygoing. In the faces of those that were less than caring about the situation - both in regards to aiding their fellow friends and neighbors, as well as keeping my identity a secret for sake of preventing potential chaos - I ended up moving for a small while until the rumors had passed and died out. At some point, however...? I ended up gradually moving further and further away from the eastern territories that I was so familiar with, even before I attained my own host. My ventures brought me closer and closer towards the central portions of the reason, and then as time passed even more,
I found myself nearing the bounds of the western portion of the region.[break][break]
It was around that time that I began to hear new rumors; not of myself, but...more of another source of conflict.[break][break]
By the time that I arrived in the west - not too far off from our ruined Dragonspiral Tower, for one reason or another - I heard constant rumors and whatnot in regards to some sort of criminal. One that...truthfully sounded like she - or, the people constantly said that it was a she - had her own hands and experiences within everything; be it from pickpocketing, to the occasional heists, and possibly even to eventual murder. At first, it was something that I chose to take into mind quite carefully and cautiously; using the information spoken both directly and indirectly towards me to my advantage for sake of knowing where to go, when to go, and how to approach certain areas in whatever city I visited. I steeled myself for the very worst at first; remaining almost tense and possibly even a faint bit fearful. ...Not namely for my own safety, but for those that lingered around the areas that were most recently struck. The woman... The "Lady in White". Truly, she was a force to be reckoned with, by the sound of it. Dangerous.
Armed. Had a clear and constant killing intent with no seeming remorse, as well as...a flame of burning passion and twisted integrity of her own.[break][break]
One that I realize now was extremely familiar to me, and it wasn't until I saw her for myself that I realized what was happening.[break][break]
Although I hadn't approached her openly - as that in itself likely would've caused some degree of conflict - I soon realized that that very same "Lady in White" was someone that was once dear to me ...That...at some point, she had been a part of me, and that we had been one. I realized that she was Reshiram, and in those moments, I gradually realized what exactly she had been doing all this time while I was off doing my own thing. We were both living our lives out, I suppose. ...It just so happened that she chose a much different path than I did at the time,
and it concerned me. ...It till does, to some extent, due to the inevitable aftermath that must be lingering upon her mind to this day as a result of the deeds that she had done. Yet...despite my concern, there was one thing in particular that hadn't quite changed, nor would it ever change.[break][break]
It was the fact that she had changed.[break]
She changed from a formerly righteous and loyal partner to a just cause to a brutal and shameless killer.[break]
...And both then and now, that didn't and still doesn't sit all too well with me, even if she did eventually manage to change once more.[break][break]
...Truth be told, I found it emotionally straining and difficult to leave Jae Hyun behind. Not my alias, of course,
but...the true Jae Hyun's original body- because Arceus knows that the body that I inhabit today isn't his, but rather the one of another unfortunate soul that I found somewhat recently. In the end, however...I brought myself to leave his body and officially allow him his long overdue and deserved rest in peace. When I realized who the "Lady in White" was, I took it upon myself to follow her through various means. ...Again. Not quite coming into direct and constant contact with her, but...occupying myself in such ways that allowed me to be kept in constant updates with everything that the public knew about her; be it anything from her behaviors, to her daily routines, to everything else. ...She was a murderer second, but my sister first and foremost, so I wanted to keep an eye on her and observe what specifically she was bringing herself to do within the times so long after our last fights.[break][break]
In order to keep up with her, I left the body of my first host behind for sake of inheriting another. ...And another.
And then another. So on and so forth, really. ...For sake of gaining easy sources of information at ease, I looked around before specifically using the bodies of individuals with higher personnel and skill sets; namely officers and the like- but that doesn't mean that I deprived them of their own lives. Once more, I refrained from showing my own attributes, but in order to linger around, I selected a few individuals throughout the centuries and merged myself with them, rather than casting their souls out altogether. ...It was to allow them to continue their own lives as they saw fit for the most part, and to allow me to be able to take the reins within more dire scenarios; sometimes to protect them, and sometimes for my own, personal benefit- especially when it came to new developments about Reshiram.
I jumped from host to host over the years for the most part; only rarely inheriting a complete body as I had done with my first host whenever I came across someone who had their lives taken from them in an untimely manner. The cycle really just kept repeating like that as time went on.[break][break]
...And as time went on, I only found myself growing more and more disappointed in the world that I had fought so hard for.[break][break]
Both the world and my sister, truthfully, after she seemingly showed no signs in changing anytime soon back then.
...Her murderous streaks continued forth. The ruthlessness that she exhibited... It was all still there. Through my hosts, I investigated various matters connected to her deeds and crimes, but...even then, the people that I lived with knew themselves that they would be no match. After all...although those people in particular had a power of a former god, he or she was always still human.[break][break]
...What good is a human against a god?[break][break]
Years passed following my realizations in regards to Reshiram, and years passed as I merely watched; unable to bring myself to do nothing more than watch and observe from a distance. It was partially due to my fear of causing an even larger collision that would have ended in another mass of casualties, and partially due to my reluctance to fight against who was essentially my own kin once more. I simply kept my stances alongside the humans that I shared a body and soul with for a longer while, but...as time went on, I found myself fading away.[break][break]
In the days of the past, the Creator had told us that there could be one day in which we were brought into a slumber,
of sorts. ...The matter of how long it could last was never quite revealed to us, but...at the time, I figured that that was what was happening. So...with that thought, I took one last look at the carnage that my sister was continuously creating before bidding my host at the time goodbye. Then...I parted from him and took my leave as my strength began to waver more and more.[break][break]
Seeing as though I wasn't too far at the time, I decided to go to Dragonspiral Tower; partially because it was a place that I figured could be refuge, and partially because my own tower had been lost to the wars of time. I peered upon the Pokemon that surprisingly made the wreckage their own homes within the absence of both Reshiram and I,
but...for the most part, I simply let them do as they willed while minding my own business. I flew to the stop of the tower and settled down.[break][break]
From there, the last of my strength faded away for the time being. ...My wings folded in.[break]
My eyes shut after growing heavy.[break]
...And before I knew it, I was asleep.[break][break]
I don't know how much longer afterwards it was. It could've been a hundred years. Two hundred years... Maybe even a few centuries. Either way, I woke up again some time later- and once I did, I realized that everything was so much more different than it was back then. ...There were more technologies. Different greetings, different behaviors... A lot of things had changed.[break][break]
A lot of things had changed, and I really do wish I could've been able to see it all under a positive pretense and reasoning.[break]
...Little did I know that, at the time, I was just brought back to potentially ruin it all again.[break][break]
It hadn't been another war. It thankfully, thankfully hadn't been another full blown war, but...there was still some pretty intense conflict happening. According to what I was told at the time, the source of it all was a group by the name of Team Plasma, among other things. ...By some way or means, they were meaning to cause some
type of trouble; a type that would supposedly save the rest of the Pokemon world, but...at the cost of the humans that lived alongside all of the creatures. And...honestly? Laying down the fact that I wasn't quite the fondest of humans, even after the eras changed?[break][break]
...That was a thought that I vastly preferred not to dwell upon.[break][break]
My partner that time around had been a young man; one that...reminded me vaguely of my original trainer, all those years back. His intentions would have paved the rave for the extinction of an entire race; something that didn't quite inspire the largest amount of confidence and willingness in me at first. ...But his intentions were still pure.
He was willing to start another war. He was willing to give it all away for the sake of saving the fellow Pokemon standing alongside us. ...His methods were questionable, but his intents were morally just.[break][break]
...So I agreed to listen and follow his ideals.[break]
One last time.[break][break]
With that one, last time - that last give in - I entered the war to be once more. My thoughts at the time revolved around the fact that...the humans were corrupt. Even after my sleep, they were just as corrupt as they were beforehand from what I'd seen, so...I weighed my options. I figured that the world would be better with creatures of its own simply minding their own businesses without fear of having their environments damaged, or being captured against their will, so...for the time being, I sided with that young man and Team Plasma. He treated me kindly,
for what it was worth. ...Very kindly, even after he released his own Pokemon as time went on.[break][break]
I fought for him.[break]
I fought for his ideals.[break]
...But this time around, I fought and I lost.[break][break]
Initially, it was just a matter of fighting to fend of the forces that defied us. ...Something that was simple enough. But at a certain point, it become something...more. Something a bit more personal to me with the appearance of a specific two individuals. There was another boy - a much younger one compared to the one accompanying me, by the looks of it - and soon afterwards, he revealed to host Reshiram alongside him, and it was in that very moment that I felt the sting of both nostalgia and anticipation alike. Everything had come full circle. ...The struggles that we had put on hold for centuries were about to become relevant once more.[break][break]
...So we left for the top of the tower and began to settle our scores there.[break][break]
My master at the time flew with me to the top of the tower, where the other boy and Reshiram followed. Not too long after we all became situated did the fighting begin; flames clashing with lightning; goddess against god; sister against brother. The two of us battled valiantly for our own, respective causes, but after enough time passed, I found myself bested. In a final attempt to recover, my master directed me into the castle itself- but even then,
the others caught up and confronted us for a final time. Matters occurred, and in the end, I had been the one to be defeated that time around.[break][break]
The conflict was over yet again- and this time, it was at my own expense. ...Unlike last time, however...I was more or less fine with that. I haven't a clue about what happened to Reshiram directly following that incident, but...I do know that, after calling peace and backing down, my trainer took me away, and we flew off towards other places following the skirmish. ...We left the lands behind, and left Unova to rebuild itself within our wake that time around.[break][break]
I lived and roamed alongside my beloved trainer at the time, but...not too long after we had departed and gone our own way, both of our paths diverged once more. At some point, he decided that it would be best to allow me to go on my own way, while he went ahead and embarked upon his own. ...I hadn't quite known him for too long prior to my summoning and calling, but if I had to be completely honest, there was a small part of me that was more or less reluctant in leaving his side, but...it was his will. It was his well, and his request, so...I took care to respect that.[break][break]
The day I took note of that was the day that we each separated. He officially released me before going on his own way. ...I remember looking after him as he ventured off.[break][break]
I remember seeing a vague light reminiscent of my first master all of those years back within his midst as he walked away.[break][break]
I ventured on my own for however long following our separation, but...truth be told, I felt my soul wavering once more soon after that young man exited out of my own life. Not too long after we went out separate ways did I begin to feel the weights of slumber threaten to lay themselves upon my being - even if they were vague - and it made me jut a faint bit paranoid. I felt as if my time to succumb to another sleep for however long was dwindling and nearing,
so...I wanted to make the most of it.[break][break]
While Unova recovered once more from the carnage that I was partially responsible for, I decided to venture around with what I thought were my last remaining bits of strength and well being. ...I left Unova and started for the other regions. Kanto. Johto. Sinnoh... Everywhere I could have possibly gone in the time that I did. Ever since awakening once more, it was always one of my more minor curiosities and wishes to search and observe the lands to see just how different things were. I knew that the technologies were different at the very least, but I wanted to see that from up close. In time, I found myself roaming the bounds of Sunyshore City in Sinnoh one night. ...There hadn't seemed to be a soul in sight at the time, so...I decided that it was safe enough to actually land and wander about. It was peaceful as I strolled around, and...I wanted to take a look at everything. So I did.[break][break]
Eventually, my curiosities brought me over to the main lighthouse within the city. I ventured over it and stood beside its base to overlook the ocean for a short while, but...not too long after beginning to sight see, I saw a speck bobbing in the water. After a little bit of debate, I decided to fly over the water's surfaces to gain a better look, and...much to my shock, it was a boy. ...One that hadn't been too much younger than the same one I accompanied not too long beforehand.[break][break]
By the time I brought him to the shoreline, he was already too far gone. ...His pulse was there, but it was weak.
I doubted that he would've been able to survive too long afterwards.[break][break]
After some degree of thought, I decided to use his body as my next host; partially to preserve whatever small amount of life within him, and to hopefully prolong my time before I fell asleep again, if not negate it altogether with the fusion into a new host. Not too long after I entered his body, I experienced his more recent memories. ...It was from those memories that I realized that he hadn't been cast off into the ocean as an accident. He hadn't fallen off of a boat, or drifted off from a pier, or...anything like that. ...He'd chosen to take his own life.[break][break]
It was another shocker to me, but after those first few memories, I experienced a few more- and it was those final memories that compelled me to return to his own place to peruse his things. Among them, I found two things in particular: a birthday gift, as well as what seemed to be a sort of recording device inside the box that held it.
...There was a card attached to it that seemed to make it look like it was for someone named Celeste, and...if I had to guess by the way it was laid on his desk, he prepared them beforehand for the the person who owned the apartment building he lived him to find and hopefully give to her after he died.[break][break]
...It was painful to realize, but that was the fact of the matter.[break][break]
That night, I debated on relaying the message to whoever this "Celeste" was that night, but...I decided not to.
...The thought of seeing what was essentially a constant reminder of a beloved friend and companion as the entity controlling it is telling you about his death likely wouldn't have been the best thing to see, so...I wanted to save her the trouble. So...I left the region that night.[break][break]
Upon inheriting the body as my own host, my appearance had already changed again, so I didn't have to worry about being recognized- and in order to help me along my travels, I allowed my original form's attributes to final surface.
With the use of my wings and the generator within my tail, I scaled the skies towards the next regions, and...by sunrise, I found myself here in Lyeant.[break][break]
Much to my surprise, it was here that I was reunited with several of the other legendaries- including Reshiram herself. ...Much like myself, they all appeared to host their own, humanoid forms for whatever reasons. But...despite all of that, they simply lived as best as they could, and as normally as they could. They all adapted into their own lifestyles and routines.[break][break]
That day, I took a deep breath to clear my mind before following suit.[break][break]
ABILITIES
Being Zekrom itself, Jae Hyun maintains several features and abilities alike that give way towards his initial genetics representing his corresponding Pokemon. The main giveaway towards his original form would be the wings and tail that continuously reside upon his being despite his more humanoid form; both of which still housing the common 'openings' that give way towards the spaces of his body that can occasionally glow and fade within the common cobalt that he tends to be known for. As a lingering tribute to his host's initial appearance, he also houses the natural, brighter blue hues within his eyes, but depending on specific emotions that he's feeling - as well as the intensity that he feels them at - they can be known to change into his own, natural hues of golden or crimson alike from time to time.[break][break]
The first ability that he's capable of exhibiting is nothing more than a passive emotion oriented display; something shown through the aforementioned portions of his body that can glow up. While the default color is some hue of azure, the colors conveyed can stretch through different spectrums of the rainbow - as well as others beyond the simple rainbow scale. This picture right here gives the varied shades and colors that the glows and lights across his body could give way to in the event that he allows them to, or in the event that he's stressed enough to let them out of his control. Of course, the default color is still a bold, navy blue- so if he happens to be feeling the emotions exhibited by a similar color, then it could either be him feeling some type of emotion connected to sadness or depression, or it may simply be his normal coloring in regards to his normal demeanor. In the event that he's using his electrical abilities through exhibition of these emotions, the color of his electricity and general energy may change to fit the color of his body glows, as well.[break][break]
That being said, he does still retain his electric type capabilities, as well; something that should be a safe assumption given who he is. While it may not necessarily be on nearly the same level as it would be when he takes his true form, he's still capable of giving off electrical charges in varied forms; be they in charges, beams, pulses, or anything else of the sort. Of course, the power and consistency of whatever energy forms and patterns that he chooses to use depend on his focus during the energy formation itself. Being a legendary with skill that could easily be described as more than fair, he's more than capable of using this specific power of his for extensive periods of time- but regardless of this fact, he can still grow exhausted if he overexerts himself through constant and augmented usage.[break][break]
In addition to the more commonly thought of association with electricity and lightning, however, Zekrom himself also maintains another power at his disposal- even if it's, again, exhibited at a much lower extent and capacity than it would when within his true Pokemon form. He's capable of producing and manipulating his own gravity and anti gravity fields, as well as the gravity of one other person regardless of whether or not he's using this ability on himself or not at the same time. While he admittedly uses it to momentarily float around in a somewhat lazier manner during his free time more times than not, it does prove to be useful throughout the times that he's flying, gliding, or is perhaps even falling down from a higher space among other possible scenarios, as well. By no means does this mean that he can cause himself to float up and into the skies and atmosphere to an infinite extent, however; simply that he can lower his own gravity to enable his own being - as well as others in some occasions - to travel through the air longer and as if they were seemingly weightless to some extent.[break][break]
End of ability listings; biography begins beyond the next header.[break][break]
Beware, beware; be skeptical
...There was a time that I wasn't exactly the-... Well...the Gijinka you see me as today.[break]
Obviously, at least.[break][break]
Today, people know me by quite a few names. Nowadays, I prefer to be called by Jae or Jae Hyun for my own reasons,
but...again. Other people know me by other names- and in the event that I'm called as such, I still respond accordingly. Call me Jayce? I'll give you a response since it was my current host's former name before he died.
...Call me Zekrom, and I'll more or less give you a pensive look, but will ultimately respond to you in time, too.
...Same goes for my original name. The name I had before Jae, or Jayce, or even Zekrom.[break][break]
...The name that I had when we were still whole.[break][break]
If you know my name - my true name, at least - then you should know at least the basic gist of who I am. ...Especially if you're from Unova. My initial name is one spoken within the holiest of tongues and within the utmost grace; something that most mortals would dare not to bring themselves to recite upon in most scenarios- and that isn't me being arrogant, even if it seems as such. If anything, it's just...me being real while telling the facts.
I...am the product of many things. I'm the product of a split within the days of yore. I'm the product of the ideals of the world. ...I'm the product of the feud between two formerly close brothers of connected kin; ones who have been long lost to time, and ones who are as much of a part of history as I am, despite the fact that I'm standing before you right now.[break][break]
Within those same, lost days of the past, I was known under a single guise alongside my sister. We had been born together; a single mind, and a single soul living among the Unovian realm itself as we watched over the populous back then. We both worked alongside one another - by sole virtue of technically being the same entity, at least - and did our jobs and paid our dues for sake of looming upon and watching over the people. Those were the days back then.
The days before everything happened. ...The days before our war.[break][break]
The days before the people acknowledged me as Zekrom.[break][break]
If I had to be completely honest...? That specific time seems like more than forever ago- and in the long run, that may actually and truthfully be the case, here, too. Centuries ago... All that time that past. All the time that I'll never get back, what with the slumber, and the warring, and everything else.[break][break]
...Part of me wonders what would've happened if things hadn't happened the way they did.[break]
Part of me wonders what would've happened if everything hadn't gotten as violent as they did.[break][break]
Of their smiles; smiles of plated gold
I, alongside Reshiram, had originally been apart of the same entity; two souls concealed within a singular body,
born of the Creator and blessed by them, as well. Two souls. One body. One mind. Together, the two of us traveled across the regions; preaching to all the word of our Creator. Where there was one, there was always the other; so on and so forth as a result of our continuous bond at the time. The humans... The humans both then and now had been quick to both fear and revel before us. It was intriguing at the time; to see such arrogant and seemingly worldly little creatures be so instantaneously and deeply struck with a sense of fear and awe so intense to the point that the lot of them had bowed before us and praised us without much of a fight. These same humans were ones who often battled amongst themselves- and, on occasion, battled against us in attempt to do many things. Attain fame. Attain power. ...Attain all of the things that would inevitably doom the world as we knew it if we gave the wrong types of people the very thing that they had wanted.[break][break]
We preached, and they both listened and watched.[break]
...And eventually, there came a pair that chose to do something more.[break][break]
...Brothers. The two of them were brothers- and somewhat close at the time, by how things looked back then when we first met them. In the beginning, I-... Mmn... We considered them the same as everyone else within the ways that they initially approached us. They had each been as bold as the rest who had dared to approach us had been,
but...in a way, these two had been different. Whereas the prior ones who had directly seeked us out seemed to have held the common arrogance and overworldly nature, those two siblings felt...different, simply put. The two of them didn't quite exhibit an aura of arrogance, nor did they feel as if they were superior above all else around them,
but...they each had confidence and passion. Passion for just causes and for their own concepts. We had been anticipating of them, but in time, we realized that the two of them were, indeed, worthy and just to their own,
respective causes. Through them, we had seen the vague glimmer of hope for the humans within them; the light.[break][break]
In the beginning, they were the heroes that we were waiting for.[break]
They were the heroes, and we became their tool for justice.[break][break]
So began our journeys with them for that first while. With us in tow, the two brothers traveled alongside us; accompanying and aiding them within their endeavors as the three of us continued on together. For once, our trust had been earned by not one human, but two; each of them righteous within their own ways, and enough to the point to earn our interest and trust alike. Things were...odd. They were odd and different, yet...at the same time, it was a nice change of pace. ...To have a duo of good hearted humans for once, at least.[break][break]
If there's anything that I've learned over the centuries, though...?[break]
It's that all good things have to come to an end eventually.[break][break]
Deceit so natural
Like I said...things were nice and calm at first. ...Dare I even say enjoyable? Possibly. ...Possibly, but in any case, that possible enjoyment lays deep within the sands of time; locked within the days of yore, and long before the current time to hold any sort of relevance to me now. Justified and righteous as they were, those two siblings...
The two brothers - born of the same blood, and thus the same kin - each revealed that they had different ideas and ways in which the rule upon the region should be cast and based upon in the long run. Each thought of their own world; one fitting to their own thoughts and preferences. Although they both had intentions that were more than wholesome and good hearted, the truth of the matter was that their concepts were drastically differing enough to the point to set them each at an impasse. That impasse evolved into minor conflict; the minor conflict eventually evolving into more major issues, and those same issues eventually and finally evolving into something much more.
Before long, the two of them no longer saw eye to eye despite their positive thoughts as to how the world should be ruled and kept under. In time, they drifted apart. They spawned a feud. They clashed, and collided, and fought amongst their own thoughts.[break][break]
Those constant clashes would eventually bring forth my creation, alongside my sister's.[break][break]
There were a vast plethora of matters that each sibling focused upon, but it became clear that either one of them focused primarily upon two different things. With a fury and passion whose light burned as brightly as the hero influencing it came my sister herself; blazing brilliantly and intensely within a shroud of white light as she herself separated from our initial host. Her focus was more or less relevant upon the concept of truth- similar to the brother that she found herself gravitating towards. Their world focused upon the truths of the people, the creatures, and all both beyond and in between; seeking the path within the fork in the road leading towards a different sort of salvation. For sake of safeguarding the remaining brother, there came...a darker form. Not quite in the negative connotation, but...physically darker. Darker, and...with the influence of lightning and thunder so augmented that it could very well strike fear within the heavens themselves. This form of in particular had been the contrast to the voices of truth; a clear display and symbolism of the ideals of the world, as alongside his own hero of choice. The singular soul had been torn into two over the conflicts produced between the former brothers.[break][break]
That conflict gave birth to both myself, as well as my sister.[break]
Reshiram had been born of the world's truth.[break]
And I, Zekrom, had been born of the world's ideals.[break][break]
Each born of a formerly joint cause, we staked our sides in the end. From our own sides, we diverted our attention and strengths against one another for the sake of seeing the success of our respective partners through; thus bringing forth a temporary reckoning within our midst.[break][break]
...And thinking back on it now, I can't exactly say I was proud of the things that I did.[break]
Not anymore.[break][break]
But a wolf in sheep's clothing is more than a warning
At the very beginning of it all, it was...rough. Just...rough. Extremely so. Because of the extent to which the brothers' ideas clashed, both Reshiram and I and gone through extraordinary lengths to defend our respective partners' thoughts and ideals; even going so far as to wage and rage war across the region of what would eventually be the Unova that you see and know of to this very day. ...Land was lost. Properties were torn apart by their own foundations and structures as a result of out combat; even more people than those same properties lost within the process. Our rage was evenly matched, and had reached across Unova as far and wide as you could have possibly imagined. ...You know those same humans? Those same, arrogant humans that we saw and acknowledged? When we were still known as a single, simple, yet at the same time holy entity, they bowed before us. Their gazes were filled with praise, awe, and respect among other things. Of course, some of them expressed fear within our presence, or even at the mention of our very name because of the amount of power that we held together; the same power that was more than capable of wiping the lot of them off of the face of the Earth as they knew it.[break][break]
And needless to say, those few, fearful souls were right and justified to fear us so.[break]
Especially when we really did kill them, their families, and everything and anyone else that they could have possibly loved within out ongoing and progressive quarrels.[break][break]
War is a cruel mistress. That much is an undeniable fact. It purges the land of its evils within the long run through many means; one of several including the primary and obvious violence, and that very violence was clear within our wakes as we clashed against one another for days on end; all throughout the day and night alike, and sometimes without rest. Yet...although it purges those evils, it also comes with intense costs. Losses, mainly. At the end of the day, there's almost always one specific side that wins; one specific side that triumphs over the other, and one specific side can claim victory in all of its supposed glory- but when looking back on matters, and when looking back at every single life that was lost at the expense of all of the conflict, can you really say that it's worth it. Sure... The path may pave a better way for the future, but all of those souls lost... All of those innocent souls lost. At the time, would it really be worth it to lose them all because of your own, blinded judgments, as well as your close minded quarrels?[break][break]
...Because I really think that it isn't worth it at all anymore.[break][break]
Those amounts of losses... And the degree of carnage that we brought upon the world. It shook almost everyone to the damn core. It rattled the lot of them down towards each and every fiber of their beings; leaving many without a house or home to come back to at the end of the day, and even more dead without anything even close to a second chance. ...As I said. War is a cruel, cruel mistress. It drives us to insane boundaries; blinding us to the factors that should always matter the most, and only allowing us to see when the consequences had settled, and when it was far too late to right so many wrongs. That right there was why - for the moment - the original brothers decided to cease the fighting throughout the latter parts of their lives. ...Neither Reshiram nor I could best the other, no matter how long and vigorously we fought with one another. Thankfully, they realized that, and it was through that realization that there was a short span of peace and recovery. ...We were given our breaks. The remaining people were given their time to bounce back from the anarchy that had ensued. They still feared us more than they should've, yet...we were still praised as deities, and still are today for whatever reason.[break][break]
...But I mentioned that the peace was only momentary.[break]
We were deities among sheep to the slaughter time and time again.[break]
In the next few generations, those same sheep were subject to our reckoning whether they liked it or not.[break][break]
Bah-bah black sheep; have you any soul?
I stated that our former heroes - as well as our first trainers and true companions alike - had eventually settled their own differences enough to remain neutral within the others' presences for sake of maintaining the peace and balance. ...I also stated that the aforementioned peace was nothing more than a momentary facade and ruse in the bigger picture. I stated both things because they're still both one hundred percent true. Between the original brothers, the score had been settled to pave the way towards an era of calmness and peace alike. Both we and the people were relieved to say the least, but...each of them had the right to start their own families. Each found themselves their own, special partners. They birthed their own children, and their children followed suit. From their seeds did they sow the incoming generations of both truth bearers and ideal bearers alike; their own, respective heirs and heiresses to the thoughts and concepts that they themselves had chosen to lay to rest for sake of temporary unity.[break][break]
When they were gone, however, it was their children who were left to pick up the pieces and begin anew within the footsteps and steads of their fathers. ...The traditions of their truths and ideals had been conveyed strongly and clearly throughout their children, and it was due to those facts that the very same conflicts that had stained Unova had arisen once again for a few times more; those conflicts not producing as much ridicule and panic within the populous, but still shocking them to a reasonable degree with the amount of carnage brought upon them all the while.
Like father, like-... Well, not specifically daughter in this case. Like father, like child. The light of the original heroes that we had known... That same light had been clear within the souls of their prodigies. They shone just as brightly as they had within their fathers; the rate at which they burned at equally as so. ...The passion of their fathers easily conveyed into and through their own thoughts and emotions rather finely. It's something that - to this day - I'm rather impressed of, but...at the same time, indignant and bitter about, as well.[break][break]
After all... By now, you should know how I feel about the costs and losses in war.[break]
Once again, the times of warring between my sister and I thankful came to an eventual close- but the fact of the matter is that they lasted much longer than I care to admit to begin with. Just when civilization within the Unovian region seemed to be recovering, it had been needlessly shattered and brought crumbling to pieces once more by a previously settled but reignited conflict of the past. ...As a result, more people lost so much. Important things.
Unimportant things. ...Everything between. Anything and everything had been lost, and by the time that the major fighting would be over with until the next major occurrence centuries down the line...? Simply put, I was tired of it. Tired of it all. Tired of the fighting, and of seeing those around me suffering. ...Tired of thinking back and remembering the fact that I was one of the major causes of the carnage and anarchy.[break][break]
Everything had just made me so tired, and I just...wanted to get away from it.[break]
Call me selfish for thinking as such, but...let's face it.[break]
Everyone else definitely needed time away from us in order to recover. Again.[break][break]
No, sir. ...By the way?
At the time, there were two primary figures that the masses feared with an undying and unwavering strength and passion: my sister an I. Following that war had been ungodly amounts of damage, as well as the need for rehabilitation, revitalizing, and reconstruction alike. Soon after that war, I discovered that my sister had disappeared for the moment; gone off to do whatever it was that she was doing for the sake of what I assumed was laying low for however long, seeing as though she herself was clear out of sight for the next while. In the midst of everything else that she and I had caused, I stood for several days upon the outskirts and remnants of the region that we preached to within the days of yore; accepting praises from the people that had feared us instead of respected us at the time. I stood and wandered for several days on end soon after her disappearance. Observing the condition of the ones that we indirectly wreaked havoc upon. Witnessing the gravity of what he had done and bestowed upon them in the form of their own struggles and stresses. I haven't the slightest clue of what Reshiram went to do during that specific span of time, but...I knew what I did.[break][break]
I thought about matters, and I realized - fully realized - that I was done.[break]
The time for fighting was over. The time for renewal was nigh.[break]
...So following the war, I did my best to help and contribute in order to make up and atone for my own sins.[break][break]
Time progressed onwards at an achingly slow and steady pace- for me, at least. Perhaps it was because of the fact that I was fully aware of my guilt; perhaps it was because of the fact that even more negativity and corruption seemed to spawn as the eras gradually grew closer and closer towards the modern day and age throughout the ongoing centuries. As I witnessed more and more people fall to indignant corruption and foul intents, my hope in the very same race that I had fought so hard and long for began to diminish. Trickle off... Become lost to the sands of time.
Time continued on as it always did, and the more it went on, the more my faith in humanity dissipated. Yet...even then, I was and still am the Pokemon of ideals. My ideals are what drive me. The thoughts of the future... The future that could be. The events that could be- including the possibility of a much more peaceful and united future,
even if things only seemed to grow worse and worse with the more that I observed the human race from the sidelines.[break][break]
They were my last remaining thread of hope, and the very thin thread that compelled me to help with the rebuilding processes.[break][break]
It was around that time that I began to officially inherit the bodies of select individuals for sake of hosting myself. Even back then, I hadn't the heart to just...kick someone out of their own body and life, though. As tragic and depressing as it is...I waited for my first host, and have continued waiting for the ones afterwards. A fun fact about my hosts so far is that...they've all pretty much been on the brink of death. Some of them I grew acquainted with after managing to grow close to them despite my deeds and misconceptions; others I happened to stumble across after an unfortunate accident that eventually led to their untimely deaths. ...As a tribute to my very first host -
as he was kind, yet severely misguided and saddened overall - I took his name upon myself, and have continued to do so ever since. His name was Jae Hyun Jang. ...The same name that I use today in his honor.[break][break]
He was the very first human that I managed to grow close to following the wars; the very first person that had bothered to look past my faults and acknowledge me for my intents despite the fact that I kept mentioning my sins before him. ...In many ways, we were both extremely alike in both thoughts and actions alike. I had grown cynical and generally brooding in the face of the war and realization of what I had done. And...for reasons that I admittedly don't quite understand to this day, he seemed to be the same way. Yet...at the same time, he held high hopes for everyone after him. His hopes... His ideals. They inspired me, in a way. They inspired me to allow that small thread of hope that I had to broaden at least a tiny bit more, and...truthfully, I'm saddened by the fact that I wasn't able to be acquainted for him for longer than I was. We met on more than several occasions and on the outskirts of the region wreckages since he was more of a loner and outcast over everything else, but despite that,
he was a genuinely kind person. ...One that vaguely reminded me of my own partner in the days of the past beforehand, but...one main difference that set those two apart was the fact that he was substantially more tired,
per say. ...Tired of everything, just as I was at the time.[break][break]
...It just happened to be more extreme in his case.[break][break]
...He took his own life as a result. The aftermath of the war may have gotten to him. Maybe he lost his loved ones during the feud. Maybe he had none to begin with, and that was why he was so lost. But...I know for a fact that -
if he had anyone else besides me at the time - that those people would have been blessed to have known him. ...He had so much kindness in his soul to give out, but it seemed as if people didn't quite see or acknowledge that. ...So he simply ended his own life under the impression that it wouldn't matter since he was supposedly "irrelevant" to everyone around him, anyways.[break][break]
...[break]
...In his last moments, I did my best to soothe him and ensure him that he would have been able to become more than simply "relevant" if he chose to hang on a bit longer.[break][break]
I stayed with him until his final breath, and then...I inherited his body.[break]
I used it to help rebuild the society that he left behind at the time.[break][break]
What the Hell are morals?
After taking Jae Hyun's name and general being unto myself - and thus giving him a new and second start, in some way - I continued to roam around the eastern coasts and bounds of Unova throughout my travels. Sometimes I would stay in one city for months or years on end; other times, I would wait little more than anywhere between a few days to a week before making a move to the next city over. Throughout that entire time, I hadn't quite known about the things occurring to and in regards to Reshiram; rather, I dedicated myself to gradually atoning for and making up for my wrongs and sins alike by supporting society- even if my hope for them gradually dwindled more and more with the passing times. The same human race that I had high hopes for only seemed to grow...worse. More corrupted. More fragile, and more prone to anarchy amongst themselves even after the feud between us had ended. Perhaps it's simply in human nature. ...Perhaps for the Unovian peoples specifically, it was a partial aftermath of what we had done across the region. That in itself is most likely a fact that I'll never know for myself until centuries later down the line.[break][break]
My features as Zekrom were hidden at the time for sake of laying low and preventing a sense of fear, panic, and other sorts of emotions from running clear through those that I acquainted and interacted with in the past. Albeit; some of them still managed to see past my facade and connect the dots, but...for the most part, those same people were all rare exceptions. Some of them were nice and kind enough. Some were willing to keep my secret while living on decent terms with me; something that briefly relieved me and increased my hope and expectations, though most of them were often times brought back down once more after finding the vast plethora of people who weren't as easygoing. In the faces of those that were less than caring about the situation - both in regards to aiding their fellow friends and neighbors, as well as keeping my identity a secret for sake of preventing potential chaos - I ended up moving for a small while until the rumors had passed and died out. At some point, however...? I ended up gradually moving further and further away from the eastern territories that I was so familiar with, even before I attained my own host. My ventures brought me closer and closer towards the central portions of the reason, and then as time passed even more,
I found myself nearing the bounds of the western portion of the region.[break][break]
It was around that time that I began to hear new rumors; not of myself, but...more of another source of conflict.[break][break]
By the time that I arrived in the west - not too far off from our ruined Dragonspiral Tower, for one reason or another - I heard constant rumors and whatnot in regards to some sort of criminal. One that...truthfully sounded like she - or, the people constantly said that it was a she - had her own hands and experiences within everything; be it from pickpocketing, to the occasional heists, and possibly even to eventual murder. At first, it was something that I chose to take into mind quite carefully and cautiously; using the information spoken both directly and indirectly towards me to my advantage for sake of knowing where to go, when to go, and how to approach certain areas in whatever city I visited. I steeled myself for the very worst at first; remaining almost tense and possibly even a faint bit fearful. ...Not namely for my own safety, but for those that lingered around the areas that were most recently struck. The woman... The "Lady in White". Truly, she was a force to be reckoned with, by the sound of it. Dangerous.
Armed. Had a clear and constant killing intent with no seeming remorse, as well as...a flame of burning passion and twisted integrity of her own.[break][break]
One that I realize now was extremely familiar to me, and it wasn't until I saw her for myself that I realized what was happening.[break][break]
Although I hadn't approached her openly - as that in itself likely would've caused some degree of conflict - I soon realized that that very same "Lady in White" was someone that was once dear to me ...That...at some point, she had been a part of me, and that we had been one. I realized that she was Reshiram, and in those moments, I gradually realized what exactly she had been doing all this time while I was off doing my own thing. We were both living our lives out, I suppose. ...It just so happened that she chose a much different path than I did at the time,
and it concerned me. ...It till does, to some extent, due to the inevitable aftermath that must be lingering upon her mind to this day as a result of the deeds that she had done. Yet...despite my concern, there was one thing in particular that hadn't quite changed, nor would it ever change.[break][break]
It was the fact that she had changed.[break]
She changed from a formerly righteous and loyal partner to a just cause to a brutal and shameless killer.[break]
...And both then and now, that didn't and still doesn't sit all too well with me, even if she did eventually manage to change once more.[break][break]
Tell me how you're sleeping easy
...Truth be told, I found it emotionally straining and difficult to leave Jae Hyun behind. Not my alias, of course,
but...the true Jae Hyun's original body- because Arceus knows that the body that I inhabit today isn't his, but rather the one of another unfortunate soul that I found somewhat recently. In the end, however...I brought myself to leave his body and officially allow him his long overdue and deserved rest in peace. When I realized who the "Lady in White" was, I took it upon myself to follow her through various means. ...Again. Not quite coming into direct and constant contact with her, but...occupying myself in such ways that allowed me to be kept in constant updates with everything that the public knew about her; be it anything from her behaviors, to her daily routines, to everything else. ...She was a murderer second, but my sister first and foremost, so I wanted to keep an eye on her and observe what specifically she was bringing herself to do within the times so long after our last fights.[break][break]
In order to keep up with her, I left the body of my first host behind for sake of inheriting another. ...And another.
And then another. So on and so forth, really. ...For sake of gaining easy sources of information at ease, I looked around before specifically using the bodies of individuals with higher personnel and skill sets; namely officers and the like- but that doesn't mean that I deprived them of their own lives. Once more, I refrained from showing my own attributes, but in order to linger around, I selected a few individuals throughout the centuries and merged myself with them, rather than casting their souls out altogether. ...It was to allow them to continue their own lives as they saw fit for the most part, and to allow me to be able to take the reins within more dire scenarios; sometimes to protect them, and sometimes for my own, personal benefit- especially when it came to new developments about Reshiram.
I jumped from host to host over the years for the most part; only rarely inheriting a complete body as I had done with my first host whenever I came across someone who had their lives taken from them in an untimely manner. The cycle really just kept repeating like that as time went on.[break][break]
...And as time went on, I only found myself growing more and more disappointed in the world that I had fought so hard for.[break][break]
Both the world and my sister, truthfully, after she seemingly showed no signs in changing anytime soon back then.
...Her murderous streaks continued forth. The ruthlessness that she exhibited... It was all still there. Through my hosts, I investigated various matters connected to her deeds and crimes, but...even then, the people that I lived with knew themselves that they would be no match. After all...although those people in particular had a power of a former god, he or she was always still human.[break][break]
...What good is a human against a god?[break][break]
How you're only thinking of yourself
Years passed following my realizations in regards to Reshiram, and years passed as I merely watched; unable to bring myself to do nothing more than watch and observe from a distance. It was partially due to my fear of causing an even larger collision that would have ended in another mass of casualties, and partially due to my reluctance to fight against who was essentially my own kin once more. I simply kept my stances alongside the humans that I shared a body and soul with for a longer while, but...as time went on, I found myself fading away.[break][break]
In the days of the past, the Creator had told us that there could be one day in which we were brought into a slumber,
of sorts. ...The matter of how long it could last was never quite revealed to us, but...at the time, I figured that that was what was happening. So...with that thought, I took one last look at the carnage that my sister was continuously creating before bidding my host at the time goodbye. Then...I parted from him and took my leave as my strength began to waver more and more.[break][break]
Seeing as though I wasn't too far at the time, I decided to go to Dragonspiral Tower; partially because it was a place that I figured could be refuge, and partially because my own tower had been lost to the wars of time. I peered upon the Pokemon that surprisingly made the wreckage their own homes within the absence of both Reshiram and I,
but...for the most part, I simply let them do as they willed while minding my own business. I flew to the stop of the tower and settled down.[break][break]
From there, the last of my strength faded away for the time being. ...My wings folded in.[break]
My eyes shut after growing heavy.[break]
...And before I knew it, I was asleep.[break][break]
Show me how you justify
I don't know how much longer afterwards it was. It could've been a hundred years. Two hundred years... Maybe even a few centuries. Either way, I woke up again some time later- and once I did, I realized that everything was so much more different than it was back then. ...There were more technologies. Different greetings, different behaviors... A lot of things had changed.[break][break]
A lot of things had changed, and I really do wish I could've been able to see it all under a positive pretense and reasoning.[break]
...Little did I know that, at the time, I was just brought back to potentially ruin it all again.[break][break]
Telling all your lies like second nature
It hadn't been another war. It thankfully, thankfully hadn't been another full blown war, but...there was still some pretty intense conflict happening. According to what I was told at the time, the source of it all was a group by the name of Team Plasma, among other things. ...By some way or means, they were meaning to cause some
type of trouble; a type that would supposedly save the rest of the Pokemon world, but...at the cost of the humans that lived alongside all of the creatures. And...honestly? Laying down the fact that I wasn't quite the fondest of humans, even after the eras changed?[break][break]
...That was a thought that I vastly preferred not to dwell upon.[break][break]
My partner that time around had been a young man; one that...reminded me vaguely of my original trainer, all those years back. His intentions would have paved the rave for the extinction of an entire race; something that didn't quite inspire the largest amount of confidence and willingness in me at first. ...But his intentions were still pure.
He was willing to start another war. He was willing to give it all away for the sake of saving the fellow Pokemon standing alongside us. ...His methods were questionable, but his intents were morally just.[break][break]
...So I agreed to listen and follow his ideals.[break]
One last time.[break][break]
With that one, last time - that last give in - I entered the war to be once more. My thoughts at the time revolved around the fact that...the humans were corrupt. Even after my sleep, they were just as corrupt as they were beforehand from what I'd seen, so...I weighed my options. I figured that the world would be better with creatures of its own simply minding their own businesses without fear of having their environments damaged, or being captured against their will, so...for the time being, I sided with that young man and Team Plasma. He treated me kindly,
for what it was worth. ...Very kindly, even after he released his own Pokemon as time went on.[break][break]
I fought for him.[break]
I fought for his ideals.[break]
...But this time around, I fought and I lost.[break][break]
Initially, it was just a matter of fighting to fend of the forces that defied us. ...Something that was simple enough. But at a certain point, it become something...more. Something a bit more personal to me with the appearance of a specific two individuals. There was another boy - a much younger one compared to the one accompanying me, by the looks of it - and soon afterwards, he revealed to host Reshiram alongside him, and it was in that very moment that I felt the sting of both nostalgia and anticipation alike. Everything had come full circle. ...The struggles that we had put on hold for centuries were about to become relevant once more.[break][break]
...So we left for the top of the tower and began to settle our scores there.[break][break]
My master at the time flew with me to the top of the tower, where the other boy and Reshiram followed. Not too long after we all became situated did the fighting begin; flames clashing with lightning; goddess against god; sister against brother. The two of us battled valiantly for our own, respective causes, but after enough time passed, I found myself bested. In a final attempt to recover, my master directed me into the castle itself- but even then,
the others caught up and confronted us for a final time. Matters occurred, and in the end, I had been the one to be defeated that time around.[break][break]
The conflict was over yet again- and this time, it was at my own expense. ...Unlike last time, however...I was more or less fine with that. I haven't a clue about what happened to Reshiram directly following that incident, but...I do know that, after calling peace and backing down, my trainer took me away, and we flew off towards other places following the skirmish. ...We left the lands behind, and left Unova to rebuild itself within our wake that time around.[break][break]
Listen: mark my words, one day
I lived and roamed alongside my beloved trainer at the time, but...not too long after we had departed and gone our own way, both of our paths diverged once more. At some point, he decided that it would be best to allow me to go on my own way, while he went ahead and embarked upon his own. ...I hadn't quite known him for too long prior to my summoning and calling, but if I had to be completely honest, there was a small part of me that was more or less reluctant in leaving his side, but...it was his will. It was his well, and his request, so...I took care to respect that.[break][break]
The day I took note of that was the day that we each separated. He officially released me before going on his own way. ...I remember looking after him as he ventured off.[break][break]
I remember seeing a vague light reminiscent of my first master all of those years back within his midst as he walked away.[break][break]
You will pay, you will pay
I ventured on my own for however long following our separation, but...truth be told, I felt my soul wavering once more soon after that young man exited out of my own life. Not too long after we went out separate ways did I begin to feel the weights of slumber threaten to lay themselves upon my being - even if they were vague - and it made me jut a faint bit paranoid. I felt as if my time to succumb to another sleep for however long was dwindling and nearing,
so...I wanted to make the most of it.[break][break]
While Unova recovered once more from the carnage that I was partially responsible for, I decided to venture around with what I thought were my last remaining bits of strength and well being. ...I left Unova and started for the other regions. Kanto. Johto. Sinnoh... Everywhere I could have possibly gone in the time that I did. Ever since awakening once more, it was always one of my more minor curiosities and wishes to search and observe the lands to see just how different things were. I knew that the technologies were different at the very least, but I wanted to see that from up close. In time, I found myself roaming the bounds of Sunyshore City in Sinnoh one night. ...There hadn't seemed to be a soul in sight at the time, so...I decided that it was safe enough to actually land and wander about. It was peaceful as I strolled around, and...I wanted to take a look at everything. So I did.[break][break]
Eventually, my curiosities brought me over to the main lighthouse within the city. I ventured over it and stood beside its base to overlook the ocean for a short while, but...not too long after beginning to sight see, I saw a speck bobbing in the water. After a little bit of debate, I decided to fly over the water's surfaces to gain a better look, and...much to my shock, it was a boy. ...One that hadn't been too much younger than the same one I accompanied not too long beforehand.[break][break]
By the time I brought him to the shoreline, he was already too far gone. ...His pulse was there, but it was weak.
I doubted that he would've been able to survive too long afterwards.[break][break]
After some degree of thought, I decided to use his body as my next host; partially to preserve whatever small amount of life within him, and to hopefully prolong my time before I fell asleep again, if not negate it altogether with the fusion into a new host. Not too long after I entered his body, I experienced his more recent memories. ...It was from those memories that I realized that he hadn't been cast off into the ocean as an accident. He hadn't fallen off of a boat, or drifted off from a pier, or...anything like that. ...He'd chosen to take his own life.[break][break]
It was another shocker to me, but after those first few memories, I experienced a few more- and it was those final memories that compelled me to return to his own place to peruse his things. Among them, I found two things in particular: a birthday gift, as well as what seemed to be a sort of recording device inside the box that held it.
...There was a card attached to it that seemed to make it look like it was for someone named Celeste, and...if I had to guess by the way it was laid on his desk, he prepared them beforehand for the the person who owned the apartment building he lived him to find and hopefully give to her after he died.[break][break]
...It was painful to realize, but that was the fact of the matter.[break][break]
That night, I debated on relaying the message to whoever this "Celeste" was that night, but...I decided not to.
...The thought of seeing what was essentially a constant reminder of a beloved friend and companion as the entity controlling it is telling you about his death likely wouldn't have been the best thing to see, so...I wanted to save her the trouble. So...I left the region that night.[break][break]
Upon inheriting the body as my own host, my appearance had already changed again, so I didn't have to worry about being recognized- and in order to help me along my travels, I allowed my original form's attributes to final surface.
With the use of my wings and the generator within my tail, I scaled the skies towards the next regions, and...by sunrise, I found myself here in Lyeant.[break][break]
Much to my surprise, it was here that I was reunited with several of the other legendaries- including Reshiram herself. ...Much like myself, they all appeared to host their own, humanoid forms for whatever reasons. But...despite all of that, they simply lived as best as they could, and as normally as they could. They all adapted into their own lifestyles and routines.[break][break]
That day, I took a deep breath to clear my mind before following suit.[break][break]
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there is nothing left to take, but i still try to reach. try to swallow it all down, yet i can't seem to breathe. just a single pill of mine, nothing else would suffice - i take it in, now i'm alive. my phone is set on lock, and i don't really care. there's a tangle and a knot that i cannot repair. i'm a tragedy, i'm ugly, i'm trying to hide. i say "hello", then wave "goodbye". see me fall down - let me die here slowly. nothing goes right, not a trace of honestly. i'm to blame, so i'll remain. black, white; day, night; it's all the same. see it run down - cut away, no worries. say no more. i can surely say that i've had enough. i still refuse to believe.
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see me fall down - let me die here slowly. nothing goes right, not a trace of honesty. i'm to blame, so i'll remain. black, white; day, night; it's all the same. see is run down - cut away, no worries. say no more. i can surely say that i've had enough. i can't remember - that very day, that very day changed me. happiness died like a light i carried. i'll sleep tonight and hope to finally leave a world which i don't believe, a life which i don't need, and then i'll finally be free.
see me fall down - let me die here slowly. nothing goes right, not a trace of honesty. i'm to blame, so i'll remain. black, white; day, night; it's all the same. see is run down - cut away, no worries. say no more. i can surely say that i've had enough. i can't remember - that very day, that very day changed me. happiness died like a light i carried. i'll sleep tonight and hope to finally leave a world which i don't believe, a life which i don't need, and then i'll finally be free.
see me fall down - let me die here slowly. nothing goes right, not a trace of honesty. i'm to blame, so i'll remain. black, white; day, night; it's all the same. see is run down - cut away, no worries. say no more. i can surely say that i've had enough. i can't remember - that very day, that very day changed me. happiness died like a light i carried. i'll sleep tonight and hope to finally leave a world which i don't believe, a life which i don't need, and then i'll finally be free.
see me fall down - let me die here slowly. nothing goes right, not a trace of honesty. i'm to blame, so i'll remain. black, white; day, night; it's all the same. see is run down - cut away, no worries. say no more. i can surely say that i've had enough. i can't remember - that very day, that very day changed me. happiness died like a light i carried. i'll sleep tonight and hope to finally leave a world which i don't believe, a life which i don't need, and then i'll finally be free.
>>> TL;DR
there is nothing left to take, but i still try to reach. try to swallow it all down, yet i can't seem to breathe. just a single pill of mine, nothing else would suffice - i take it in, now i'm alive. my phone is set on lock, and i don't really care. there's a tangle and a knot that i cannot repair. i'm a tragedy, i'm ugly, i'm trying to hide. i say "hello", then wave "goodbye". see me fall down - let me die here slowly. nothing goes right, not a trace of honestly. i'm to blame, so i'll remain. black, white; day, night; it's all the same. see it run down - cut away, no worries. say no more. i can surely say that i've had enough. i still refuse to believe.
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>>> FRIENDSHIP
see me fall down - let me die here slowly. nothing goes right, not a trace of honesty. i'm to blame, so i'll remain. black, white; day, night; it's all the same. see is run down - cut away, no worries. say no more. i can surely say that i've had enough. i can't remember - that very day, that very day changed me. happiness died like a light i carried. i'll sleep tonight and hope to finally leave a world which i don't believe, a life which i don't need, and then i'll finally be free.
PLOT IDEA #1
every day would be the same. nothing more, little change. if i cared, it would mean nothing: it's all such a pain. friendly bonds are so unneeded, i don't give a dang. a busy life is what i am. could it be that family was a way of escape? didn't know if it was right, so i threw them away. couldn't take it anymore, i had taken enough, so then i hide my need for love.[break][break]
PLOT IDEA #2
lay me right down, let me sleep, i'm restless. cover my eyes. when i'm up, i'll finally fade away, here, today. give me a reason: then i'll stay. if i could fly, if for only a moment, there wouldn't be such a need for casualty. i'm alone, and that is how it'll be.
every day would be the same. nothing more, little change. if i cared, it would mean nothing: it's all such a pain. friendly bonds are so unneeded, i don't give a dang. a busy life is what i am. could it be that family was a way of escape? didn't know if it was right, so i threw them away. couldn't take it anymore, i had taken enough, so then i hide my need for love.[break][break]
PLOT IDEA #2
lay me right down, let me sleep, i'm restless. cover my eyes. when i'm up, i'll finally fade away, here, today. give me a reason: then i'll stay. if i could fly, if for only a moment, there wouldn't be such a need for casualty. i'm alone, and that is how it'll be.
>>> HATESHIP
see me fall down - let me die here slowly. nothing goes right, not a trace of honesty. i'm to blame, so i'll remain. black, white; day, night; it's all the same. see is run down - cut away, no worries. say no more. i can surely say that i've had enough. i can't remember - that very day, that very day changed me. happiness died like a light i carried. i'll sleep tonight and hope to finally leave a world which i don't believe, a life which i don't need, and then i'll finally be free.
PLOT IDEA #1
every day would be the same. nothing more, little change. if i cared, it would mean nothing: it's all such a pain. friendly bonds are so unneeded, i don't give a dang. a busy life is what i am. could it be that family was a way of escape? didn't know if it was right, so i threw them away. couldn't take it anymore, i had taken enough, so then i hide my need for love.[break][break]
PLOT IDEA #2
lay me right down, let me sleep, i'm restless. cover my eyes. when i'm up, i'll finally fade away, here, today. give me a reason: then i'll stay. if i could fly, if for only a moment, there wouldn't be such a need for casualty. i'm alone, and that is how it'll be.
every day would be the same. nothing more, little change. if i cared, it would mean nothing: it's all such a pain. friendly bonds are so unneeded, i don't give a dang. a busy life is what i am. could it be that family was a way of escape? didn't know if it was right, so i threw them away. couldn't take it anymore, i had taken enough, so then i hide my need for love.[break][break]
PLOT IDEA #2
lay me right down, let me sleep, i'm restless. cover my eyes. when i'm up, i'll finally fade away, here, today. give me a reason: then i'll stay. if i could fly, if for only a moment, there wouldn't be such a need for casualty. i'm alone, and that is how it'll be.
>>> LOVESHIP
see me fall down - let me die here slowly. nothing goes right, not a trace of honesty. i'm to blame, so i'll remain. black, white; day, night; it's all the same. see is run down - cut away, no worries. say no more. i can surely say that i've had enough. i can't remember - that very day, that very day changed me. happiness died like a light i carried. i'll sleep tonight and hope to finally leave a world which i don't believe, a life which i don't need, and then i'll finally be free.
PLOT IDEA #1
every day would be the same. nothing more, little change. if i cared, it would mean nothing: it's all such a pain. friendly bonds are so unneeded, i don't give a dang. a busy life is what i am. could it be that family was a way of escape? didn't know if it was right, so i threw them away. couldn't take it anymore, i had taken enough, so then i hide my need for love.[break][break]
PLOT IDEA #2
lay me right down, let me sleep, i'm restless. cover my eyes. when i'm up, i'll finally fade away, here, today. give me a reason: then i'll stay. if i could fly, if for only a moment, there wouldn't be such a need for casualty. i'm alone, and that is how it'll be.
every day would be the same. nothing more, little change. if i cared, it would mean nothing: it's all such a pain. friendly bonds are so unneeded, i don't give a dang. a busy life is what i am. could it be that family was a way of escape? didn't know if it was right, so i threw them away. couldn't take it anymore, i had taken enough, so then i hide my need for love.[break][break]
PLOT IDEA #2
lay me right down, let me sleep, i'm restless. cover my eyes. when i'm up, i'll finally fade away, here, today. give me a reason: then i'll stay. if i could fly, if for only a moment, there wouldn't be such a need for casualty. i'm alone, and that is how it'll be.
>>> WANTED
see me fall down - let me die here slowly. nothing goes right, not a trace of honesty. i'm to blame, so i'll remain. black, white; day, night; it's all the same. see is run down - cut away, no worries. say no more. i can surely say that i've had enough. i can't remember - that very day, that very day changed me. happiness died like a light i carried. i'll sleep tonight and hope to finally leave a world which i don't believe, a life which i don't need, and then i'll finally be free.
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portrayed by
RIN OKUMURA from AO NO EXORCIST
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played by LIEKOS/
age EIGHTEEN/
timezone PST/
contact DISCORD
