Notes on the character's appearance: I started this story not entire sure on how to depict all the lati0s in my mind's eye. For most of the winged species of gijinkas, I decided to go with the wings being connect at the shoulder blades. Originally, I question whether the lati0s should even have wings with the levitate ability. However I recently decided that the best way to have them is to have the wings lower on the back, right above the butt more or less. A good way to get an idea of what all the gijinkas look like is to look at a recent moemon game, and imagine even the basic evolutionary forms as adults (age is not dependent on evolution in this story). That's not required for the reader of course, but that is how I imagine them.

They also have the colored triangle on their face which matches the color of the wings. The top part of the triangle is often covered by hair so it would sometimes look like a bent stripe. Most hair styles they prefer covers at least the top corners of the triangle. To what extent the special coloration extends around the body is based on the original pokémon design, although much of it would be covered by clothing. Other than the areas of sex-based color, the rest of the skin is very light white.

Update on Appearance: the story pic gets the faces about right.

Conception of Oblivion

To the Record Master,

We arrived on the site of the battle on the 3rd day of Forstmoon, in the Year 163 of the New Birth. My men were most bewldered at what they saw, as was I. Thousands of weapons were laying on the ground, in military formation. The ground had a perfect rectangle of polearms, with unloaded artillery in the center. Sabers lied in their sheaths thoughout, and many hundreds of firearms in their minor formations outside of the major formation. No corpses were among the weapons, although there were a typical number of dead outside this anomaly. At first, many of my men were afraid to approach the area in open concern that they would disappear on the spot.

In fairness to our tardiness in savaging the area, the paperwork I received was off by at least a factor of ten. It was a skeptically high amount of equipment to begin with, although I was fully prepared for such a workload. I was unable to explain what happen, despite thinking about it for hours. I knew only that it must have had something to do with the two latios. It's well known how unpredictable a battle can be if just on of them are involved, but a Latias going up against the latios was bound to caught the bureaucracy off guard. I must confessed two days worth of thought wasn't enough to solve this puzzle. Truly, we have underestimated both of them.

In service of His Majesty,

_ Herald Trifier, Logistics

Year 157 NB

My name is Sheiaral Fairwater Latias and I was born as a princess to the greatest empire in the world. Every true citizen was a dragon type gijinka, which meant we had the strongest and most beautiful people in the world. We were blessed by long life and great stature. Even the shortest of citizens were taller than nearly any foreigner. Unfortunately, I've observed that our long lives lead to complacency in the world. Many nations such as the Confederation and the Psychic Alliance have made get strides in warfare and other technological advancement. While we had the best warriors, nearly no one above the age of fifty years even seemed to have heard of the scientific method.

War still was one thing our nation was good at. We imported the best weapons and armor from the Volcanic Kingdom. I myself served the military as a special agent on a very special mission. I was young and returned to education and thought that the current war wouldn't affect my life, and for the most part it didn't. Wars didn't last long and we were always victorious. The was always some price though and we would appreciate the peace for a time.

My family is a long line of Latias that had great influence over the kingdom, with my mother as the current empress. We were the strongest, tallest, and most beautiful of all gijinka, and we aren't afraid to mention it. We were easily the smartest of the dragons as well so it only followed that we were the rightful leaders of the most superior of people. As the youngest of my siblings, I was not expected to become empress. My older sister, the presumed heir to the throne, was intelligent enough for the job, and had a healthy taste for power. My brother, who was the oldest, spent a lot of time educating himself in economics, and I'm sure he would make an excellent duke and adviser.

There wasn't much to say about myself. I was a simple kid at the age of 24. I was 6 foot 9 inches, and my breasts were only slightly larger than the size of my head. I had quite a lot of growing up to do, but I knew my genes wouldn't make me come up short. I had the bright fairy red hair that many females of my species pocess.

But our stature wasn't even the best thing about our species. We can use our mind for special powers. Many things came natural, such as disguise abilities for females or sight sharing for males. More powers can be gained by discipline, practice, mental preparation, focus, or individual temperaments. I've handily completed an espionage mission when I was younger with my natural powers that developed even then. Learning more powers take some time, but never giving up is important. Most of these skills can take decades to master. Recently, I've been working on various sense sharing skills and more complex illusion. My father says that I have a pretty good way with illusions. Many Latios and Latias have learned many great and unique abilities. I even had a late great uncle who could permanently take over other people's minds, which he taught himself from scratch. My blood has some terrifying potential.

"My daughter did you hear the news?" my dad said hovering quickly down castle halls towards me.

"I have heard nothing new this morning. Is it about the war?" I said.

"It's over. We have quelled the rebellion in the Heartlands. Also this happens to be the twelfth day of winter."

"It's the Festival of Winter Peace? That's such a silly holiday, and we haven't had time to prepare."

This was a tradition that happened on twelfth day of fall and winter, but only during peacetime. One popular and unofficial interpretation is that this day celebrates the rather big breasts the mothers of our nation have, although it's just about having a good time was family and neighbors. It's really a man's holiday, an obvious conclusion, as they are the ones to suffer most in the wars; all they ask of their wives is to be dragon women.

The peace holidays do encourage peace, but it was rather inconvenient that this one was coming so suddenly. The slaves would no doubt be too busy to enjoy the festivities.

"This happens to be the best holiday for someone married to someone processing one of the most bountiful bosoms in the world," my dad bragged.

"I'm not going to have to preside over any special ceremony, am I?" I asked.

"No, you're just eating with the nobles this year."

In a matter of a few hours, I was sitting at a table ready for the speech from the dragonite priestess to get over.

"In the beginning the gods made thirteen domains of gijinka. First were the normal types, who were given great number and diversity. Then were the grass and bug, which tended to nature. Noticing the edges of creation were barren and uninhabitable, they created water, flying, ground, and rock. Then they granted elemental power of fire, electric, and ice, to keep the balance in the world. Then they saw that the world was chaotic without death and created fairy, poison, and now-eradicated ghost to manage the cycle of life.

"This was the state of nature, but the gods saw that they creation was unruly and faithless. They created three great cultures and give them unique gift. Fighters were given willpower, psychics were given knowledge, and brights were given intelligence. Holy places were erected were the gods would appear and faith spread throughout the land.

"However, the light-typed bright used their intelligence to make blasphemies, turning against the gods. Soon they encouraged other gijinkas desecrated the holy grounds.

"Seeing this, the gods cursed the light type into darkness, and created the pious and dutiful steel types to defend the holy grounds. They said among themselves, 'we need a people to rule all the gijinka,' and the head god Arceus said, "they shall be in my element, and it shall be called dragon.' They crafted us in their imaged and gave us dominion over all elements and unparalleled life-force.

"However, the dragons of old were abused their strength and murdered all who stood in their way. The gods asked, 'why do destroy our creations when you we supposed to rule over them?' and the dragons said, 'Because we are the only ones worthy of creation.'

"The gods then struck them with a curse of weakness for their arrogance. And for the first time did the dragons knew suffering. Winter came upon them. Overcame with anger, five warriors climbed the mountain to slay the gods, but were slain themselves by the snow.

"Knowing that they would not survive the winter, the smallest and weakest of the dragons came up the mountains have her people speared from the cold death the awaited them. On the moment of death they gave her the strongest heart that the gods could possibly forge, and warmth spread through her body. She was able to save her race through the warmth of her heart. This woman's name was Latias.

"It was decided that she and her children would mate with the gods themselves and rule the dragons through the ages."

I didn't really believe I was descended from gods, although that might explained why Latias can't reproduce with anything except Latios. I'm not even sure there are no other species which we can reproduce with. All dragons can make babies with all other dragons except us. Many other groups of breeding existed, although there seems to be weird cases everywhere. I didn't really have to think about finding a mate myself, as I had planned marriage with a distant cousin. At least I think second cousins are distant enough to be safe. He was pretty handsome and funny.

I've heard this speech a dozen times. Since it was a peace festival, it avoided the ever present wars so it was hardly a history listen, but it was all in the spirit of winter and fellowship.

"…and since then, the royal family has always been protector of peace and prosperity. Our people, with our long lives gain willpower, knowledge, and intelligence to build the greatest culture that the world has ever known. Now, we give thanks to the creator dragon Arceus for all our blessing. By the grace of our ancestor, let the celebration commence."

Everyone started eating from the food on the tables in front of them. As a princess, it was my responsibility to eat last, even after the cooks. I noticed a few of the tables were sparsely filled. The tables that were usually occupied soldier were occupied by a few officers and their extended families. The servant's tables weren't even seated.

I turn over to a sliggoo sitting next to me. "Excuse me, but do you're from logistics aren't you."

"Yes, Princess," he said. "Did you have a question about the post war operations?"

"Yes," I said. "As the war just ended, most of our soldiers will still be in foreign lands. How long is it until they can return to their homes?"

"The fourth day from now should be when most of them come back."

To my knowledge we've never done this holiday on such short notice in our history. It was a shame that not everyone can celebrate. My brother was sitting at a different table with my father. They already started eating. In fact, I was the only one who hasn't started eating.

I got up and walk over to their table.

"Most of the soldiers are in foreign lands. The servants are too overworked to enjoy Winter Peace," I said, "Would it be possible just put off the rest of the celebration for four days?"

"The thought has occurred to me," my brother said, "There nothing in doctrine that says otherwise."

"It's unheard of, but it's an idea worth entertaining," Dad said.

"Well then, that's all I need to know," I said.

I went to the podium.

"Everyone, heed my command," I said, "After this feast the festivities will be cancel for this day. We will finish the holiday in five day. The soldiers need to return to their homes. Most of the servants who worked for this festival are still preparing for the next part of the festival. All servants are dismissed to join in the feast. I know that this is unorthodox, but we should honor those who work hardest to make this day possible. It is in this way that I believe best honors the spirit of the holiday. Please, everyone, enjoy the feast."

I stepped down from the podium. Everyone was confused at first but soon the chatter glowed into overall approval. I started to eat at my seat. Half way through my meal, my dad came over to have a chat.

"Well, I surely didn't expect that," my dad stated, "We just had the youngest princess changing the date of a holiday. It's you first independent proclamation, and it's going to put the government in a bit of a shock."

"We'll, I've always seen this holiday organized from the bottom. I'm not too sure what it means to the government, but if we can't bring the heroes of the war home then it means the government failed. Everyone has their duty and the soldiers most surely did theirs."

"Given the nature of the war, I couldn't agree more. Now, I believed you have done a wise thing."

"What do you mean the 'given the nature of the war?" I asked.

"War is changing, Sheiaral. I fear that the worst of history hasn't come," Dad said.

"The worst? You mean something more horrible than the Worldscourge or the Year without Miracles."

My father would have no memory of the most violence time in history. He was just a baby during the Worldscourge but his growth was stunted by the Year without Miracles. Being slightly more than seven feet, my dad was very small for an adult Latios. It has long been learned from other species that the stunting of children during the Year without Miracles was not passed on to offspring so there was no doubt that I would be taller than my father one day.

"Perhaps I'm the ultimate pessimist, but the nature of war is changing. Never underestimate the ways gijinkas can harm each other. The ingenuity of gijinkas is without limit."

"But, the only thing only thing I could think of being worse than those disasters would be all life…"I just realized that gravity of that complete thought. "..all life," I whisper, "it's not impossible for all life to be destroy in some way, isn't it?"

"This is a pretty dark conversation to have in public. By the grace of the ancestors, this is still all conjecture. I suggest you enjoy your meal. You're okay to eat at any speed you want," Dad said.

"I'm a princess and not a child anymore. It's not proper."

"You're still a growing girl. Everyone possible heir should be the ideal image of health."

"Well then."

I needed no further prompting to start shoving the food in my mouth. I never thought of eating as a political statement before.

After dinner, I went to talk to my dad in private.

"Dad, what you said implying the end of all life, is there some sort of state secret going on?" I asked.

"Fortunately, there is no sign of such a weapon or plan being carried out. It's just the inevitable consequence of a thought experiment. The ingenuity of gijinkas will increase to such a point. It is a fact of history that things are changing and getting more complex," Dad said.

"Okay, I believe you," I said, "but why did you discuss it with me?"

"I talk about this to you brother and sister when they were 25 years of age," he said, "Although, I must say, neither of them took it as seriously as you did."

"But didn't they understand it?" I said.

"Your sister said it was an idea on par with solipsism and she accused me of inventing my own endtimes myth out of boredom. 'We never had a need for such myths in this nation,' she said. Your mother took it slightly more seriously and your brother didn't quite understand it like you did. He was also very insistent about the gods never allowing such a thing, almost as if he was thinking through a monotheistic worldview. You didn't think about the will of the gods. You see history as the project of mortal agency."

"Did you come up with this thought experiment?" I asked.

"It was your great-uncle Mlathavius Olympus Latios who first introduced it to the royalty. Knowing him, it was likely taken from another mind in battle. It's not a protected secret, neing agneral idea as it is, but some of us take it seriously. I've noticed it's particular not well accepted along the Fairwater line of the family."

That was my line on my mother's side. After the Worldscourge, it was easily the bigger part of the royal family.

"It's a very important idea," I said, "It could happen a century from now. As world leaders, our family should prepare for every case."

"Well, your mom said six hundred years a century ago, your brother gave it five hundred years minimum, and your sister begrudgingly give me at least seven generations of Latios. We actually have everyone's opinion on it all recorded in a book. Now that book is a state secret."

"I'll make sure to read it," I said, "I can keep a secret."

"Our family has lots of secrets, Sheiaral," my Dad said, "Like one of my secrets is that you are my favorite child."

"Thank Dad," I said.

"And that I believe you are the only one who could properly fulfill the role of monarch of our nation in the future."

I froze. There was something big that he said. There was something wrong with the royal family. One treasonous rumor was that we couldn't make any more children. It's something that wouldn't officially be told to me until I was an adult.

There's a lot of worldbuilding I've done but I haven't came up with good names for the nations. They aren't all monotype, but I think coming up with random names might be confusing. The Confederation is mainly electric gijinkas. Nations are most closely based on breeding groups than type since you literally need to breed to make families. War is also driven by the desire to evolve so this world is more violent than the real Earth. The brutalness of wars is also augmented by the fact the gijinkas can do a lot more horrible things with relative ease.

Update: It's Sheiaral's Roko's Basilisk.