Serin wandered around the spatial area. He had just been brought to this region separate from the normal world. He could see the town he grew up in below, shifting. It seemed as if a tower was being built in the north-western part of town, houses were getting rebuilt. "What's going on? How is the world moving so fast?" he asked.
A presence nearby answered him in a soothing voice. "You are seeing days go by, faster than most do." The presence revealed itself as a dragon-like being, a pink shade in coloring. "You see, here we are unaffected by time, my child."
Serin, awed by this, just nodded. After a while, he looked up at the Palkia that stood next to him. "But why choose me? I'm not special; I'm just a normal kid."
The Palkia waved a clawed hand slightly, bringing into view a separate scene. "You are special, Serin Fell. You were chosen by the Elder-Ones to become the one who destroys the darkness ahead."
Serin looked at the images shown, of past heroes of the Great Prophecy. "Was my father chosen as well?"
The Palkia bowed her head. "Unfortunately your father was chosen by the Dark Shadow, Hraesvelgr. You are destined to fight him."
Serin breathed in slightly in shock. "So that's why he left me alive…" He looked back at the scene of Lavender Town. There was now a radio tower built where the construction had started.
Seeing this, the Palkia lowered a huge palm to Serin, in it a pearl on a string. "It is time for you to return to your world, my child. Take this Lustrous Orb. It will help you whenever you are in danger."
Serin put the string around his neck, the pearl resting on his chest. "Thank you, Elder-One. I will keep this safe." A light surrounded him and then he was gone.