Welcome to the world of Pokemon... it is not what it once was. Some one hundred years ago, all but two continents were laid barren by the release of Groudon and Kyogre, a battle which raged unimpeded for weeks until they were exhausted and collapsed into slumber. What is left, simply named the Continent and what you once named Kanto and Johto, is now primarily, as you would call it, private property, with small, isolated settlements making up the remaining free cities. The owners of Kanto and Johto, the former crime syndicate Team Rocket, are the most powerful organization in the world. They are rivalled only by the Pokemon Rangers, who hire themselves out to islanders and outsiders to protect them from Team Rocket, bandits and Pokemon. And thanks in large part to Team Rocket, all but a select few Pokemon are now mindlessly feral, attacking anything or anyone that comes into their territory. The open ocean is now treacherous and wild, with harsh waves and torrential downpours bearing down on ships while the native Pokemon tear them apart from both the sea and the skies.
In fact, as you may recall, that is how you found your way here. Had I not intervened, you would have died along with your crew out in the great and vast waters beyond the coasts of the Continent. You will undoubtedly have numerous questions about my assistance, and indeed, as to my identity and as to how I know all of this so well. My identity will surprise you, I have no doubt of this. What I am unsure of is your intentions, so forgive me if I do not reveal myself immediately. When you awaken, you will find yourself in a damp cave. There will be light coming from a mysterious souce. Follow it, and you will find me. Do not attempt to leave; you will surely die without protection. I do not have much more time, as there are many other things I have to take care of, and I will tell you these things in much more detail at a later time.
Until then... good-bye.
A male figure stirs in a dark, damp cave. It is sequestered from the seas by a small island, no larger than an average metropolis, and illuminated only by traces of sunlight to the right of the man and a small, shining pink orb hovering over him. He awakens, surprised as much to be alive as to his current location. His gaze shifts upward and finds the pink orb, then recoils as his eyes adjust to its brightness in relation to his surroundings. He begins to regain his bearings, before finally asking out loud the first question on his mind, to no one in particular:
"Where... am I?"
Just then, he began to remember the strange dream from before... a rather high pitched voice, telling him things about the past, and Year Zero. He knew of these events almost purely through legend and scattered texts, with so much of the historical documentation having been destroyed since then. He began to wonder how this entity knew of all of these things so clearly, as if it had lived through them. He was also curious how, and why, this creature had saved him from his shipwreck. As he regained his bearings, he began to feel his head fog up, as it had done during his dream. He looked at his hands to see a faint pink tinted aura around him for a brief moment, followed by a sudden flash of pink light from the pink orb.
"Follow me." The orb itself seemed to be the source of this command, with the same voice as the one he heard in the dream. As he rose to his feet, he chose to follow the orb deeper into the cave, uttering to himself: "Well, I guess it's better then drowning."