I was told my name is Demolisher. I'm a Scolipede now, but once was a weak Venipede.
A trainer named Red raised me to be his strongest captured Pokémon. I am not sure what he saw in me, but was grateful to him for the chance to mature and evolve. I am a terror for other trainers, crushing their partners with no effort.
I regularly communicate with my team-mates. The Galvantula is a genius among her kind, but doesn't act snobbish like most brainiacs do. She's actually quite a humble individual, who is modest about her losses. I appreciate her the most.
Looking back on my growth, I had the most to learn and I understand that now. I came to value the time I had with my trainer, my master, Red. I wouldn't change it for anything in the world. Even now, when I recall a particularly touchy memory, I still go off to be alone and cry at the impact it has had on me.
The night I lost the Scolipede I had planned to mate with. Like the inferno that scorched her, her agonizing death is forever burned into my mind. Red didn't know her name, but that didn't matter. I asked him to make a memorial, so that she may finally find peace.
And now, I am being taken to a new region to test my strength. I wonder how I, how we will fare against these new opponents? Will they be worth my time?