The day was bright, glittering with light and brightness. The Lucario sighed, sitting on his bed. He had accomplished many things, yet, he frowned upon those accomplishments. It always had a negative side. Ever Since he was a young Riolu. He got up, trying to forget what was in his mind. He briefly shook his head, and grabbed his small, yet with lot of pages, a drawing pad. He would draw, with any creativity, with anything popping into his mind, he would want to draw. But he didn t want to. He briefly took a breath, and exhaled. He put the drawing equipment away, and headed to his room where he would get dressed, with his favourite clothing. Obviously he was going out to explore the world.