Prologue
My children, this is it. This is the end of the road. Frost's journey to be a Pokémon Master, comes to a close. There have been tough times, and fun challenges, and now it all ends. First of course, we have some loose ends too tie up, but before that we must take a quick breath. Rourke's treacherous plan of global conquest is reaching its peak, and soon, he will unleash his army of super Pokémon across the globe.
His armies will destroy the world as we know it, Rourke will have everything he's ever wanted. Good looks, immense wealth, and a world run to meet his perfections, and proclivities. A multi-trillion-dollar company, global conquest was his next move. Just one more thing that he wants, one more thing he wants his name on. I don't think Rourke would have bothered dreaming about complete domination if he wasn't entirely sure he deserved it, and was capable of doing it.
"Grandpa?"
"Yes, what is it?"
"Tell me something,"
"What would you like to know? I'm sure I can shed the light on something,"
"I was wondering if you could tell us about…the Zetigrah?"
Well, I suppose I could give you a bit more context. Now, it is said that thousands of years ago, the Monks across the globe lived in harmony. From Santem, to Johto, to Kanto, they were one. There were no wars, no death, no destruction. However, all good things must coe to an end, and they did. Sometime later, there was a great discovery by a group of Monks, I believe they were local to the Sinnoh region.
"What was the discovery?!"
"…All in good time…"
At any rate, this discovery caused a rift across the globe. These Monks were shunned, and thrown out of the Monk culture for their deplorable treason. This discovery ruined their lives, and all because they found something they shouldn't have. Over the years, this rift only resulted in a growing hatred and disgust for the Monks. Those who left, called themselves Zetigrah, which is gibberish, even to them.
Their feud grew into a sort of war, Zetigrah spread across the globe, bringing chaos and death wherever they went. Raiding villages, destroying farms, and slaughtering men, women, and children alike. Eventually, they came to Santem, where they unleashed even more madness. Eventually, the Monks heard tell of these monsters, and did their best to stop them in their tracks. War erupted across the planet. Thousands of Zetigrah and Monks perished, all for nothing, if you ask me.
Now, before the last Zetigrah, built several chambers and lairs across Santem. One of them, our dear friend Master Hu stumbled upon before being captured. These temples, were hidden across Santem, and the Zetigrah made great efforts to hide them from their Monk foes. If you wish to know, the hidden room where Frost found that strange rock was also once used by the Zetigrah as a sort of sacred ritual room.
Master Hu, has no idea how much danger he is in. I am sure you are all anxiously awaiting to hear about our hero's magnificent escape, so I shall wrap things up, and we can continue our…
"Excuse me, Grandpa?"
"Yes, child, what is it?"
"What is it exactly, that these rooms were used for?"
Well, these rooms were built by the Zetigrah to hide from their enemies, so that one day, they could come back, and claim revenge. Now, these rooms, were used for another purpose. Master Hu's prison in Selthwood, which is interestingly enough, the center of the Zetigrah's empire, is home to something that only the Zetigrah could understand. Something that only the Zetigrah could control. This old abandoned plant, was the home and birthplace…of a terrible weapon. Now, if all questions have been asked, I should like to finish, I don't have all day like some people, and your parent's will be here to pick you up soon, so please, let me finish.