Fleeting through bitter, lifeless lands is the dream given shape from a life shed so long ago to an inner toxin…
The cyan-eyed doppelganger with bright amethyst hair tended to the boy's happiness 'till the child's last breath, and was surprised to see his friend give him what he had been craving for so long in exchange for his kindness…
Some say that for a split second, you could see the doppelganger and the boy pass one another…
And that is…partially true…
You see, it was never really an exchange, but rather a FUSION.
The poor second child of the Auraprince still rests deep within, still too weak to depart from his former body to this day. And that pierces my borrowed heart a little more every time the memories of his laughter twist into the nightmarish recollections of his dying screams...
Every night, I visit the deepest recesses of my soul to play with the remnants of my youthful friend, only seeing his joyful, energetic side as I try to banish away the frail visage that stole away that beauty.
But, alas it is but a hopeful dream, full of empty promise and comfort…
Though, I must say that after his valiant efforts all those years ago in Luminos, I owe my friend two good favors, despite my inability to pay up without ascending to the heavens myself.
But, enough about my dead friend and how living with his shattered soul is repellant to my sanity.
Let me introduce myself. My name is Lexton Vilestream, and I was once the prime SI, or Symbiotic Intelligence, commissioned by both Team Aura and Vilemist Industries (or Inc… Or Corp… Depends what Maekir-sama's whim decides) ever since my creation and the first of my kind to be successfully, albeit accidentally, integrated into a living human vessel. (The original SI, Go-DX, eventually did as well, but that is beside the point…)
Because of Maekir's…request inspired by my appearance back when he was trapped in Luminos, use of a Wonder Launcher in high-speed battles on high-tech motor-bikes that allow a trainer to manage their pokemon easily in such battles were soon popularized, and are even now commonplace in the center of Team Aura's new empire raised up from the ashes of the ruins of the kingdom of Marenar after their clash with the dreaded organization known as the Cruciferi caused great damage to the realm…
And the Auraprince put that sinister trickster in charge of the Team Aura presence here…
Not that Maekir-sama isn't capable… He is actually quite good when it comes to manipulating situations. However, he loves to mess with situations to a point where he ends up just toying with everyone involved until danger truly rears its head.
But in the center of these golden spires, or even BEYOND them, I feel an evil presence brewing…
The stench of wickedness stains the air with the suggestion of discord and dissonance that alone withers away at the unity of the intense empire built up by the mighty Team Aura.
I sense that I will be needed soon enough… It is true that I never was DE-commissioned from my original duties, just given my own path to follow when I was not needed…
But, if this feeling is true…
May the great Pantheon have mercy on us all.