I watched my small little crowd of Pokémon with a smile as they sat mystified. I took a long deep breath before saying, "and that's how the first Shiny Pokémon, Shiny Snow, came to unite all of Ransei. The End." The silence that followed was one of my favorite things when telling stories.

"What?! That's it?!" A little purple nidorino protested, "There's got to be more!"

"Stop that," the large nidoqueen behind the child scolded him.

I could only smile at the little one, "Well…there is the story of the two Heroes of Ransei, but I'm not sure you'll like that story." I looked to the sun behind me as it dipped below the horizon. "Besides, it's a little late to be starting another story."

I heard a unified "awwww" from the children.

The adults however were in heated discussion about the story, "There's no way a Ransei even existed. The tale is obviously false," an electrode stated.

"I don't know," a Lapras said, thinking deeply, "there are a surprising number of tales that originate from the Ransei continent. I wouldn't be surprised if it did exist."

"No Pokémon could survive that amount of damage. It's impossible. It's obviously fake. Some made up fantasy," a beedrill buzzed.

"I don't know about that," a golem protested, "I once saw a kanguskang nearly die to protect her young. I'd believe that some Pokémon could withstand that amount of punishment."

All I could do was smile at the discussions. It filled me with such joy just to have them talk about one of my stories.

"Mom?" My daughter, who stood next to me the whole time, was absolutely beaming, "Did you really meet Shine?"

I smiled and patted her on the head with my golden paw. "I sure did. It was a long time ago. I was about your age when I met her actually."

"Really!" her eyes sparkled like stars, "So I get my own great story to tell too?!"

"Maybe, but you have to search for it," I smiled at her joy.

"I'll search for it right now!" she boldly exclaimed before running off into the crowd of adults.

Only now I could admire the scenery. The grassy field was a great place for storytelling. The forest in the background and the ocean cliff behind me only added to the ambiance of the story.

The group started to gravitate towards the forest. A voice called out for me, "Hey Lucent! You coming?"

"Be there in a minute!" I cried back.

I looked off towards the setting sun. I felt the cool Kanto breeze brush my golden mane. I smiled, clutching a small bamboo flute as only one thought escaped my lips, "I wish I could have been more like you Shine. My idol."