Plot

[Faker]

Downfall
Humanity as we know it is gone, existing only as lingering remnants of what they once were. You see, humans, for all their intelligence, did they also fall into the traps of greed, control and power. Organizations relaying these dark virtues had risen and fallen, heroes of the regions not too far behind. But when one organization finally succeeded, the blood of its sworn hero paving the way to conquest, the world was rocked. Driven by their will to quell the earth and all who inhabited it, this unnamed organization brought about its destruction in the blink of an eye. How this happened and why are lost even to survivors. Now humans keep in hiding, cities tucked away in hiding from prying eyes of even other humans. They cling to their technology, passing the knowledge down through the generations, but too afraid of repeating history to advance.

The Calm
With humanity to the side, Pokemon, while severely whittled down in numbers and facing near-destruction themselves, had somehow thrived through the ages. A millennia saw the world reset and once again healed of all scars. The rivers thrived with fish Pokemon. The lands flourished with plants and fauna. Even the night sky shimmered with the brightest stars. Throughout this time, Pokemon learned to be less nomadic and more practical, creating settlements and inviting humans to once more thrive with them. It isn’t clear as to when or from where Pokemon gained this intelligence, but now they at least had some convenience at their sides.

But while all seems right again in the world, the Pokemon more attuned with nature couldn’t help but feel like something was missing. They wondered as to why the world lacked the presence of its natural guardians – titanic Pokemon dating back to the era of humans who were rumored to have arisen as one against the sins of humans and saved all Pokemon from sure destruction. Maybe they had perished as a last wish to save humanity and those loyal Pokemon. Maybe they’ve left this realm to seek refuge in another one. Maybe they have shunned their own subjects, afraid that history would repeat itself.

A New Darkness
At first, it looks like the night was bleeding into the morning sky and choking out the sunlight. This unsettled many Pokemon, and drove many to instinctively seek shelter wherever they could. When one of the first shadow-plagues descended to and rushed through the land, Pokemon were transformed into mindless creatures, as infectious and blood-thirsty as their bodies were black. Soon, this plague spread to every region imaginable and so quickly that the Pokemon barely had time to retaliate. The ones fortunate enough to pass the wave unscathed migrated into the centermost region, and there they created, not just a new settlement, but a new clan sworn to culling the unnatural darkness and regaining the lands.

Maybe you’re an orphan, or a sympathizer who’s seen too much suffering. Maybe you’re just an intelligent Pokemon who knows they’ll survive much easier in the clan and not wandering alone. Either way, you have a role here. You’re a healer, you’re a solider. You’re a surrogate mother, you’re a mentor. But first and foremost, you’re a liberator.[/div]