Just a short thing I cooked up while restarting platinum.
The apocalypse came when the champion was sitting in his villa.
The first thing to go was the stored Pokemon. The PC crumbled, all pokemon inside turning to dust. The tall grass burned. The wild Pokemon ceasing to exist. Buildings collapsed, leaving smouldering ruins that dissipated into ash. The ground disappeared, leaving only a void. People and pokemon alike fell, but faded in the process, leaving a silhouette. The champion ran from his villa, watching as the resort area fell apart. Far off, the battle tower was falling, sinking into the ruins of the frontier.
A glance down at his hand revealed he too was disappearing. He called out his team for one final time. They watched as their achievements, the victory over Cynthia, the victory over Cyrus, Palmer and the countless victories against Barry were undone. The bag was empty. The pokedex was empty. Everything that had been created was destroyed. Only the fading champion and his pokemon were left. The underground had collapsed. Amity Square was gone. Home, the league, the GTS, every gym, every town, gone. Staring out at the end of all things, they vanished together, simultaneously ceasing to exist.
Through the void that was all that was left of Sinnoh, words drifted, accompanying a new world where the events of the previous repeated themselves.
The words were heard only by one person.
"Hello there! It's so very nice to meet you! Welcome to the world of Pokémon!"
And a new world was born.
A new champion. A new team. A new legend.
A new game.