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Ұ Each step brings him closer to the goal that he's been reaching for all these years
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Cold. Callous. Cruel. That's what many would call this man - not that he cares much about it honestly. He's a business man and he's been around a long, long time. So to him, the dancing around that most people do around feelings and what not is rather unnecessary. He's not blunt however, but he sees no advantage in being polite for politeness' sake. After all, time is money and why waste it exchanging things that people won't even remember? Exactly. Perhaps he's a bit too realistic like that - or perhaps he just doesn't care what people think. Either way, he's doing it the way he wants to do it - and that's with a cold, intense precision. Much like a surgeon, he supposes, just without the saving people thing. That would be such a liability to his ambitions, and he knows it. After all, he needs to expand his own desires more so then anything else - that is what he promised, not only to himself, but to her.
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His ambition is what drives him, his goals in life is only to the few loyal people he sticks by. It's not that he doesn't care about other people or pokemon - sure he's part of parallax, but that's only because it was the best move for him and his company. In the end, he serves himself and aligning himself with them is what is best. that's why he's not trusted and he knows it - but it doesn't stop him from settling in the pieces he needs. he's not a liar, but he will hide the truth if it's useful to him. but who knows, because he does like this little games too. after all, what a better way to get unbored then to screw with a poor intern's head? exactly. so in the end, he's a dangerous man - not for your life, but your security and your mental well-being. after all, there is no good or evil, only power and those too weak to seize it.
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Ұ Yet the echoes he's made will reach out and stop him within his own fears[break][break][break]



postitive traits calm, calculated, decisive, diligent, adaptable, attentive, self-confident

negative traits amoral, apathetic, self-serving, controlling, materialistic, ambitious, intolerant

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Ұ nothing is perfect, least of all what he's been dying for

As a young lad, you feared nothing. You were free and wild, in an age of prosperity and freedom. Worry was the least of the things on your mind. Your entire life you were surrounded by wealth and by excess. Your parents were training you to succeed them and you never could do wrong in their eyes. Your brother though, him, him he was a failure. A wreck, a shame. But you were the rising star, and sometimes you wonder if that's what was the cause of the later pain. But you remember that in end, your childhood was blessed, in more ways then one. So you headed out on your pokemon adventure, fearing nothing at the tender age of twelve. You remember defeating gym after gym, your perfect breeding showing in your talents. You were weaving a new path, and when you arrived at the league, you took it on with gusto. You crushed your opponents, and in a deadly struggle with the champion at the time, you finally came out victorious. And thus the mantle passed on to you, and for a five long years you reigned.
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You stepped down then, rather then let yourself get defeated. You returned to your family, their pride in your achievements filling you with happiness. Your successor wasn't as good as you, losing their place within the year. Your smug pride made you look down on them, and that was fine. But now, you were learning the business. And when you'd finish that, your true test would be given to you - where you would leave the region, and found your own company, and then come back home a successful man. It was what you were bred for, after all right? A measure, a full one, of your life. And you had no problem following this set path, because you saw the results of it before you - a successful family, and a lifetime of happiness and security. Of course, there were some things your still innocent and naive mind hadn't understood quite yet.

Ұ but hey who cares about goals and ambition once you're in the encore

You found her. As wild and free as the wind, someone that didn't stay in your grasp. And that drew you in, you couldn't help but love her with every fiber of your being. You never wanted to trap her, you let her come and go as she willed, but you always waited, and you always believed. Perhaps she loved you too - or perhaps the money you brought her, the security, was worth it - but she always came back. Your time abroad was wonderful, it was great, and you became a further household name over night. A company that specialized in things that few would understand - electronics, and other adjustments for example. You wanted to stay in the world of pokemon, and you cut a path across it, even in the shadows of Devon and Silph CO. But you were not afraid to challenge them, to push them into a competitive edge, because it made you sharper too. And with her at your side, you grew even more powerful, merely because she was your power.
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Then you lost her.

Ұ all that's left is the last threads of his ambition vanishing forever more

Time passed on by, and you've been moving like a robot. A sharp tongue and a cold shoulder. It was only the war that brought you out of your languished routine, the world knocking at your door with violent intentions. And you rose to the occasion, fighting against the menace of Imum, and you know that time was fleeting. How many years had you wasted away, hiding parts of yourself to the point you were merely a shell of what you could be? Far too long, you think, because you were home, your father and mother gone in the flames of war, your brother nowhere to be found, and you, holding the reigns of your familial empire. You weren't going to break, you weren't going to give in - and even though you were not a giant, you were on the side of the companies when they decided to split. After all, the league had failed you - failed everyone - by their meandering, hungry selves. That's when you realize that power was the only way to keep the world from slipping away, and you resolved to obtain it, at any means necessary. For her.
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To this day, you're still in Parallax, knowing that you are not as trusted as most, but you also know that you were a great asset. That on the fence wavering you were doing, the confessions, the temptations that others wanted to reach. You had no problems taking advantage of rogue agents, like that little lady Blue. She was interesting, to say the least, and perhaps in some way, she reminded you of her. But with your cards close to your chest, even to yourself, you're moving along with intentions of your own. Not fully trusted, but not distrusted either - a force but not an overwhelming one. The balancing of the scales is something you're good at. Total dominion? Made you too noticeable. Completely in the shadows? Conspicuous even further.
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And this is the game you're playing, because life is too short not to gamble in such a game.

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