This is the product of a lifelong daydreamer finally putting the idea that's been bouncing in her head for three years on paper. As the summary said this will have violence, lgbt characters, diversity, and the kind of realism I feel the world of pokemon deserves.


"The real weapon in war is a man without morals."

The history of this region is not a happy or peaceful one. While other regions developed through humans and Pokemon working peacefully together, the Saisei region was built through the one thing it seemed to be good at: war.

Pokemon are our partners, pets, teammates, joy, pain, tools…and weapons. While the other regions believed in the positives of training pokemon, Saisei was more realistic. Pokemon can be used for pain, for evil, for ideals, and only weak-minded fools would think otherwise.

Horrified by such a stark difference of opinion, the other regions left Saisei to its madness, and watched in morbid fascination as it almost tore itself apart. The people of the region had divided themselves into seventeen factions, each honoring a specific type of pokemon, the greatest of the type of pokemon worshiped as god. Natural resistances and similarities formed alliances, while enemies of the type were hated and mistrusted. The fiercest of these hatreds was between the allied forces of Fighting-Dragon and Psychic-Fairy. Countless villages were burned down in their conflict. Pokemon and people alike fled their borders and fought each other over the scarce resources left. The wars left poverty, death, and a pokemon region so warped and hellish the other regions did all they could to "contain" the people and pokemon to its borders.

"Lust, forgetful of future suffering, hurries us along the forbidden path" -Claudius Claudianus

At the height of their suffering, the humans' imperfection became their salvation. The lust of Lady Dragon and Lord Fairy resulted in a bastard they abandoned in the wastelands where the out casted normal types lived. The baby grew into a human full of hatred towards the region.

No matter where she traveled, all she ever found was mistrust of her and her team of normal types. The outcasts soon traveled all the way to the ruins of the Rock/Ground faction where she soon found the altar to the god of pokemon, Arceus. The pokemon was summoned, and partnered up with the trainer. Overjoyed was the now-adult bastard, finally she had a pokemon who would destroy the region with her.

All the armies of the factions were decimated by their might. The surviving people and pokemon were amazed by a pokemon who could possibly encompass all types in one. Only the dwindled forces of Dragon and Fairy remained, and the two enemies were resigned to their fate. Instead of destroying them, however, Arceus revealed to them what he had shown to all the other factions. He was the ultimate example of the power and greatness that would result from all the types working together.

The child he had awakened for was the example of the greatness that would result from Dragon and Fairy joining forces. After explaining this, Arceus disappeared. Leaving behind a furious savior who soon left, never to be seen again and a region without the means to fight any further. The region was able to flourish and prosper in its own way, creating the history and culture-rich society it has today. Nothing can erase the scars of the past, but the region has healed enough to survive.