My name is Blare and this is my diary to write my story. One year ago today I left my home. Now a days I roam around the world with just the necessary items. I roam alone, stopping to pick up supplies when my bag is running low. I guess I should explain what I've been doing for the past year. I am a mercenary, a sell fire of types. I do the rescues that even the exploration society won't do. I'm not the average fennekin either, I raised myself on a hill. I had one pokemon that I would rely on, but he moved away several years ago. The journey that I'm on is one to find him. His name is Chroma, he is a popular riolu. The last time I saw him he had given me a gift and said that he had to move somewhere across the globe. That is how I lost the only pokemon that was keeping me there. I have gone through dozens of mystery dungeons all so I could continue to survive in this cruel world. I have a discolored jaw that made no-one want to adopt me. Of course I think it makes me special, and no single pokemon is enough to keep me in school or even town. I don't allow others to tell me a girl shouldn't be out battling instead of learning. I can educate myself I can read and write in the ancient language as well as the new one. So I do as I wish until I am old enough to get on the lapras liner to the air continent. That is where I believe he will be. I guess you could say that this is a story of a one sided love. I wonder how he has been all these years.
My name is Chroma, this journal is where I thoughts about a certain fennekin that I miss so much that it pains me not to think about her. She was such a sweet girl even if she was a bit rough when we would play. I wish I could see her but I don't know where she is. I had gone to our hometown to see everyone and asked where she was but they said she left the year before. I couldn't believe that I had missed my chance to see her so I came back home. I don't know if she was looking for me but a guy can hope right? As much as I wish to see her she can't ride the lapras liner by herself for another year. Has she been keeping up with her studies, did she ever get adopted, the real question for me is, is she still alive out there and is she hurt? I guess i should go out and see where she has been lately. No i will go out and find her, wherever she may be i will find her even if there is that possibility that she doesn't love me back. She has always gotten herself into situations that sometimes she can't get out of on her own.