This is my own story, just a fanfiction, so I chose the Pokémon category, but no any Pokémon will appear at first. Only one Pokémon appearance will need multiple seasons, so "to be continued".
I DO NOT OWN POKEMON, I AM ALSO NOT GOING TO BRING ANY POKEMON TILL THE MC LEAVE THE BEAST UNIVERSE, YES IF YOU READS MY STORY JOURNEY OF BEN TENNYSON, YOU WILL KNOW ABOUT, WHIVH UNIVERSE, I AM TALKING
I HAVE MY OWN RIGHT FOR MY CHARACTER
Chapter 1. Bound By Innocence: The Childs and The Magical Beasts
On a quiet morning, Elf King Elarion, and his wife, Elf Queen Synthe, were touring their Sylvarion Kingdom. They gazed upon the tranquil society where some Elves were busy enhancing their tree-homes' beauty. "Long Live My King, My Queen," echoed through the air as the people bowed in reverence upon the royal couple's arrival.
Some Elves were engaged in potion-making, a rare practice among their kind. "Long Live My King and My Queen! See, I've created a potion to aid in plant growth," they proudly presented their concoctions to the monarchs.
Elarion and Synthe continued their passage, inspecting the various aspects of their Kingdom. Some Elves were involved in crafting eco-friendly technology. They had recently made a remarkable invention: a green, air-powered bike that could fly, run, and even swim.
Building upon this innovation, they introduced the Nature Ship, resembling an open circular design. It, too, operated on air power, enabling it to travel on land, in the air, and through water. To pilot these precious vehicles, those Elves skilled in Air Magic underwent driver training.
The royal couple journeyed past the Elder Quarter, where some Elders diligently honed their Time Powers. Others sat on green chairs crafted from World Tree branches and adorned with World Tree leaves. This unique invention allowed the High Elders to foresee potential threats to Sylvarion, helping them avert dangerous events.
Upon leaving the heart of Sylvarion, Elarion and Synthe strolled through a green area where young Elves played with animals, trained them, and giggled with delight. Some of the children even conversed with plants and trees while others honed their plant-based powers, under the guidance of Druids.
The scene brought smiles to Elarion and Synthe as they ventured towards the Warrior area. Here, Elves, both new recruits and the royal guard, practiced their combat skills. Some used Air Magic to enhance their archery skills, creating ropes with arrows for battle.
Royal Elves trained with Time Power arrows that could freeze their targets, varying the arrow's temporal effect as per their needs. Among the warriors, Elarion noticed his daughter, Elysia, now 25 and exceptionally talented in Time, Air, and Plant magic. While Elves typically required a century to graduate from warrior training, Elysia had done so in her early twenties, showcasing her extraordinary abilities. She was now mentoring her younger sister, Freya.
"Long Live Dad, long Live Mom," greeted both Elysia and Freya, their abilities reflecting their parents' pride. Elarion and Synthe, elated by their daughters' progress, encouraged them to continue their training.
The Elves, with their peaceful nature and a lack of greed for power, experienced rare conflicts, ensuring a harmonious existence within the boundaries of Sylvarion Kingdom.
As Elarion and Synthe approached the last area of the kingdom, they were drawn by the presence of numerous magical beasts congregating there. Intrigued, they decided to investigate.
In that gathering, they discovered a two-month-old human child, a sight as beautiful as any Elf child, with a striking feature: vibrant red hair. Red hair was a rarity in the human world, making the child's appearance all the more astonishing. The only aspect that set him apart from Elves was his lack of pointed ears, leading them to consider the child an honorary Elf.
The child was encircled by a multitude of magical beasts, each offering a variety of fruits in an attempt to soothe the inconsolable infant. Some pets playfully mimicked dogs, showering the child with affection, while others struck comical poses, attempting to elicit laughter.
Despite their efforts, the child continued to cry, ignoring the fruits scattered around him, as he was too young to consume them. The magical beasts, unaware of the intricacies of human infancy, were driven by their instinct to comfort the child.
"Who could be so heartless as to abandon a little child in the heart of the forest?" Synthe remarked to Elarion, her empathy stirred by the infant's cries.
Elarion contemplated, "Perhaps he is now an orphan, his family fallen victim to animals or bandits."
Unable to bear the child's distress any longer, Synthe took the child into her arms, gently rubbing his back to console him. "Why don't we adopt him?" she suggested, her heart aching for the child's plight.
Elarion agreed, "Yes, we will adopt him. From this moment, he is our child." The Elves were known for their compassionate nature, and they couldn't bear to leave the child in his current circumstances.
With the infant in her arms, Synthe lovingly hushed him, offering her milk for sustenance. The child's cries gave way to contentment as he drifted off to sleep, nestled in Synthe's embrace. The magical beasts, observing the child's newfound tranquility, retreated to their habitats, leaving two extraordinary creatures behind.
Among them was a white tiger, the area around it marked by decaying grass. The other was a green turtle, its surroundings teeming with vibrant, life-infused flora. These two enigmatic beings remained until Elarion and Synthe departed with the child, vanishing into the depths of the forest, their purpose unknown.
Elarion and Synthe returned to the Kingdom Palace, cradling the child in their arms. Their subjects who caught sight of the infant at first brimmed with joy, only to be swiftly overtaken by surprise and confusion as they noted the absence of pointed ears.
"Announce that a meeting will be held inside the Kingdom Palace," Elarion instructed a maid. The maid hastened to convey the royal command to the various ministries and authorities, sparking curiosity and whispers throughout the land.
As the news spread, the Prime Minister, Edward, couldn't help but wonder aloud, "What has transpired that necessitates a sudden meeting?"
His question echoed through the ranks of the ministers, elders, warriors, technicians, alchemists, and blacksmiths, all of whom gathered within the heart of the kingdom. The perplexed assembly drew the attention of the general populace, who also congregated, murmuring about the enigmatic summons and the mystery that awaited them. A visual representation of the Kingdom in unity, uncertainty, and curiosity began to take shape, setting the stage for the unfolding of the meeting's purpose.
As the assembly questioned the sudden meeting, Elarion exchanged a meaningful glance with Synthe, signaling her to reveal the reason. In response, Synthe presented the red-haired human child, a declaration in itself. "We have chosen to adopt this child as our son. Henceforth, he shall be the Crown Prince of Sylvarion Kingdom," Elarion announced, taking the gathering by surprise.
The shock rippled through the crowd, and the realization dawned on them that the child was not of Elven origin. This stirred murmurs and reservations among the people.
High Elder Derry, a figure with a history of leadership, rose to voice his opposition. "My King, I implore you to reconsider. How can a human child ascend to our throne?"
While the High Elders held the authority to challenge the Elf King's decisions, Elarion's reputation and achievements had earned him immense respect among his people. For nearly a century, he had transformed their kingdom from one of the weakest to one of the strongest Elven realms.
The Elves respected their king, not out of fear but out of genuine admiration. Therefore, the High Elder's words were met with a silent acknowledgment of Elarion's decision.
Elarion emphasized, "My word is my rule, and my rule is the rule of Sylvarion Kingdom." His proclamation left no room for dispute.
Synthe reinforced their stance, making a promise that sent shockwaves through the assembly. "Should anyone discriminate against or trouble my child, Sharky Starwind, they will not merely be expelled from the kingdom. They will cease to exist in this world. This is my vow, and it is final."
With the adoption and the declaration of the Starwind surname, Sharky Starwind was established as the Crown Prince of Sylvarion Kingdom. He was slated to assume the throne once his father, Elarion Starwind, retired in the distant future. It was a significant departure from the traditional Elven way, where kings were chosen based on worthiness. However, no minister, High Elder, or Elder dared to contest the decision. When the Queen spoke, it was an unspoken rule that her decision was absolute.
The Elf Queen's rare decision to speak in a kingdom matter carried immense weight. Her words were met with unwavering respect, showcasing the Elves' reverence for women in their peaceful society. The gentle and egalitarian nature of the Elves translated into high regard for the Queen and women, especially the King's consort.
Elysia and Freya, the royal daughters, regarded their new brother with curiosity and affection. The child's endearing appearance made them yearn to hold him close, to run their fingers through his striking red hair.
With the conclusion of the meeting, the assembled Elves dispersed, returning to their quarters and their various duties, their thoughts filled with the significance of the day's news.
"Mom, can I hold the baby? I want to play with him," Freya eagerly requested, eager to cradle her two-month-old brother in her arms.
Synthe, beaming with warmth, gladly handed Sharky to Freya. The two sisters made their way back to their quarters, their hearts brimming with affection, ready to play and bond with their new sibling.
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