Finally we arrive in Sandgem Town, where the prolific Professor Rowan resides. My identity remains an enigma, but perhaps he holds the answer. Regardless of what happens, I truly believe we'll be one step closer to grand change.

~x1x~

PoV: Topaz Heart

Location: Train to Sandgem Town

I stared out my window as we rode past an endless verdant sea of trees, heading southward to our true destination. By my side sat Donut and Holyn who were resting on each other, still recovering from the bouts they had won. Their injuries healed up nicely and while they were a bit exhausted, they were both fixed up right as rain and ready for travel.

It had taken some time, but while we were waiting at the center Lucian and Siegfried dropped by. They needed to learn more about what transpired with Jubilee before heading out to accompany Cynthia. While they wanted to hear a lot more, it was more pertinent that they dealt with the situation at hand then ask why it happened. Regardless, they gave us the clear that it was safe to leave Jubilife and likely for the best.

I sat in silence, lost in my own countless thoughts. I couldn't even remember the last time I'd spoken to Professor Rowan, so it felt a bit sudden to just appear at his workplace. Either way, my team just endured the firecracker that was Jubilee, so it's only fair I pushed down my anxiety and faced my crap head on.

"Sandgem Town, next stop," the intercom announced.

I looked toward the wide awake Lou and Roland. It was time we made our entrance.

If I had to describe Sandgem Town in one word, it'd have to be… 'Enough'.

Upon exiting the train station I absorbed all the details of the small town and it felt… nostalgic. The homes were simple, walls of neat wood paneling with slate roofs. The people and pokemon that filled the cobblestone streets walked at an easygoing, relaxing pace. Everything they needed was likely within walking distance and from what I could see, the town was built specifically to accommodate that.

The town reminded me of the more quiet suburban areas of Sunyshore and the Hau'Oli outskirts where my father's family lived. The hustle and bustle of the city was always accessible, but not intrusive.

I inhaled the familiar salty scent of the sea that wafted in from the beach, the feeling of homeliness enriching me once again. This place didn't have everything that I had come to want and love of Sunyshore, but maybe… it had just enough of what I needed. Hence why if I had to describe it in one word it'd be 'enough'.

[Any more detours?] Roland inquired from behind me.

I turned back to shake my head. "I've had my fill of those, for now." I whirled around again, facing forward. "There's been enough waiting, for everyone. Time to obtain some answers."

[To the professor's lab, then,] Lou insisted. Donut hopped onto Holyn's back as we all began to make our way through the town.

It was a pleasant, short walk. The people we passed by didn't pay us much mind really, despite the unusual entourage of pokemon by my side. While this wasn't a town with a gym or much of any battle scene, this is where a prolific pokemon professor resides. I imagined many trainers with a variety of pokemon have been here.

In order to get to the lab we had to take a side road up a short hill. The path led us through wide open grassy fields with countless lab pokemon relaxing behind a wooden fence. A couple of younger pokemon afforded us some curious glances, but returned to their leisure immediately after.

[So is the intention to ask this Rowan about Rogelio's condition first?] Lou asked me.

I nodded. "That's the main idea. Depending on how it goes I also want to ask a little about my parents.."

Holyn tilted his head. [Is your Mommy here, Topaz?]

[You never really talk about your folks, what was their deal again?] Donut asked.

My mind fell back onto past discussions with my grandparents. My Alolan grandparents were all too eager to talk about Dad, but when it came to my Mother's parents it felt very… stiff.

"Well when my mother, Vanna, was young she began her scientific career working as one of Professor's Rowan's research aides in this youth program. It was to get more young people into pokemon research related careers. My father, Rod, was scouted from Alola to come to Sinnoh to work as a survey expert. Basically he'd help the more studious people in the field and make sure everyone made it back home."

Lou hummed. [So they met each other while adolescents in the same program?]

"Yup. None of my grandparents know how or why they got together since they were nothing alike, but I guess after spending all those years together might've made them close?" I surmised.

[Or they believed themselves to be close enough,] Rogelio interjected. [I'm no expert in love, but confusing consistent proximity with romantic feelings could've been the cause. Especially when on the road for weeks on end.]

"Possibly," I sighed. "I don't have an answer for their relationship, but I hope we get an answer to your situation at least."

[I as well, friend,] Rogelio agreed as we proceeded in silence.

As we walked I spotted the lab atop the hill. From afar it seemed rather modest and I doubted that would change even up close. Professor Rowan was known to be a stern, no nonsense individual so to expect anything flamboyant or extravagant from his place of business was silly. The lab had the same simple aesthetic as most of the Sandgem Town area, sans it being significantly bigger than the average house. The most notable trait about it was the casually spinning windmill.

Does it actually serve a purpose?

[So what if he isn't actually here?] Donut inquired. [Rowan is important, right? So he could be across the region doing research or something and we'd just have to wait. It's not like we told him ahead of time.]

I was about to object, but realization hit and out came an annoyed groan. "You ask this now? I mean… he works here and I'm sure this is where most of his research stuff is. If he's going to spend the most time somewhere, it's gotta be here or his house."

[Hmm, I concur with Donut. We should've informed Rowan ahead of time so he could spare us his own,] Lou followed up.

I glared at them both for the sheer audacity. "Okay, new request; Now that I can consistently understand you both again, I need y'all to speak up sometimes before I make rash and hastily planned decisions."

Donut and Lou shrugged collectively.

[It usually works out or you find a way to make it work out. We're just along for the ride,] Donut informed me.

[Traveling is a lot of fun, so I don't mind!] Holyn cheered.

Bless him.

[You seemed quite eager to escape the confines of your daily life and it felt remiss of me to deny you that want, General. Even if the lack of planning was concerning, I've been considering alternate plans if this does not suffice,] Lou confided. [The example set by Violet and Amethyst in such things inspired more forethought on my behalf.]

Roland chuckled to himself at my team's incohesiveness. I was going to retort until I caught the attention of two new individuals. Sitting in front of the lab by an outdoor table was a boy close to my age with blue hair, a red cap and a white scarf. He wore a blue jacket over a red sweater, black pants, blue shoes and a white backpack. The boy had a lax expression as he wrote in a journal while scrolling through a pokedex.

By his side on the ground was a previously napping Turtwig, but it seemed our presence (or arguing) alerted him. The Turtwig poked the trainer causing him to look up from his writing.

"Oh, well hello there. Are you here to see the professor?" He asked.

"Hello and yes actually, do you happen to know if he's here today?"

"He should be inside right now. Should he be expecting all of… you?" The boy inquired further.

"No, not really, but I'd like to ask him a couple of questions relating to a weird pokemon situation I've got going on," I attempted to explain.

The boy tilted his head. "A weird pokemon situation…? Any elaboration or do I have to guess, haha…?"

[The ultimate question, how do I explain the voices in my head?] Rogelio joked at my expense. [Do hurry up though, we're finally here and even I cannot help my excitement. I suggest name dropping your uncle to speed along this process.]

I never do that. People always name drop him first.

I held back an incredibly deep sigh. "I would really prefer to ask the professor about it first. He helped me out in December with a psychic type problem I suffered and something else stemming from that arose recently. I'm not in immediate danger, but the sooner I can deal with this the better."

Judging by the furrowed brow of interest, I definitely caught his attention. "That's fair, psychic types are tricky." The boy got up with his Turtwig, leading us to the front door of the lab. "Fortunately, you came at the right time since he's not super busy right now. He should be in his office."

I thanked him as we made our way into the laboratory. It was spacious, mixed with high tech contraptions and modern chic wooden style. There were two adult research aides minding their business, analyzing some data. Some pokemon such as Croagunk, Abra and Happiny wandered the facility, living their own lives. It was a lot cozier than I expected.

The boy and Turtwig lead us to an ornate, classic wooden door before knocking on it. "Professor, it's Lucas. There's a trainer who wants to see you. He's got a psychic pokemon issue that he needs help with. He says you helped him in December."

There was a short pause until the door opened revealing the man himself, Professor Rowan. My first immediate thought was imposing. He wasn't the tallest man you'll ever meet, but his aura was immense. If he had an ability it'd have to be Intimidate.

Professor Rowan had white hair and a large bushy white mustache. He wore a blue vest over a white shirt and tie with dress pants and shoes along with it.

The perpetual frown on his face befit his no nonsense infamy. His eyes began scanning us all. My first instinct was that he was learning our weaknesses, but his analysis slowed when he landed on Roland and I.

"Thank you, Lucas, I can handle it from here," He informed him with the deepest voice I had ever heard.

Lucas nodded, giving me a quick smile before exiting alongside his Turtwig. Once they had left Professor Rowan stood before us, glaring silently. Awkwardness and anxiety suddenly pooled within me. The realization that I actually had to explain all the reasons why I was here out of the blue dawned upon me.

In hindsight, popping in without warning is actually really weird when I could've given any sort of heads up, huh?

"Good afternoon, Roland, Topaz, your friends. How may I help you?" He asked.

Now it was my turn to be confused. "You remember me?"

"Of course. I consulted on your telepathic overload case. I've also worked with Roland's trainer, Volkner, since he was a budding gym leader and I knew both your parents for many a year. While we have not spoken in many years, I indeed knew you as a child as well. It would be strange to not recollect all that information," He stated concisely, before walking past us drawing our attention to a seating area. "An appointment would've been preferred, but I attend many trainers without them regardless. Would you like to sit and ask your questions?"

Heeding his words we followed him to a living room of sorts with several bookshelves surrounding us. It had large windows showcasing the wide fields of the laboratory's land, but the blinds hid most of it. We sat down across from each other on opposing couches. Donut, Lou and Holyn all sat next to me on the couch, while Roland sat in the corner, closing his eyes.

"Thank you," Rowan grunted, bringing my attention back towards him. A Kirlia had stopped by with a tray of cookies and a kettle of tea. Once they set it down Rowan nodded to them before she turned to me. "She brought enough for all of us, please partake at your leisure. It should help relieve the tension."

Well I'm never one to turn down a fresh pot of tea.

I poured myself a cup of tea while my team partook in cookies, Donut darting for them first. Taking a cautious sip as it was hot, I noted the taste.

Chamomile. Noted for reducing anxiety, aiding in digestion and assisting with sleep. Thoughtful.

"It's just what I needed, thank you," I smiled back at her. Pleased with my response she smiled back before finding her own seat.

Once she was sat Professor Rowan took a sip from his own cup. "What brings you here today, Topaz?"

This is it, time to lay it all out.

My team ceased their eating as I prepared what I needed to say. I felt unusually light, yet also grounded. Before I challenged Jubilee I had racked my brain on what I would say to this man. But I stood up to the boss of Dispetto and got the answers I demanded and won from them. That was thanks to my team. They were strong for me, so I need to be brave for myself.

"Before I ask my questions, I have to apologize for not calling ahead, I hadn't considered it until I got here. I would say it's because I was more invested in a journey than actual answers. We made our way from the Oreburgh Mining Expo on our own to come see you and experience what we could along the way," I explained. His expression didn't change, but elaboration was needed. "I had a revelation you could say while I was there and ever since deciding to come here I've been considering what to say and ask."

I stared into his eyes. They were intense, but not uninviting. He was listening; he wanted to hear what I had to say.

"I came here needing to ask you about this new… predicament I've found myself in and to ask for some advice. Where I can finally say I got enough answers related to them so I can move." I spoke clearly and confidently. "My mentor is Volkner, but I've learned a lot from Cynthia, but I know she learned from you too. I just want some guidance, Professor."

He hummed in thought, stroking his beard. I suppose even when you're as good at giving advice as him it takes time to actually think of a fitting response.

"I'm glad you've come to me, Topaz. I do not know if what I can say will be what you need to hear, but I'll do my utmost to ease your concerns." He turned away to the window in thought before glancing back at me. "Recently, I've come across a report that reminded me of your father. A report that he wrote with a dear friend of his and your mother. Tell me, are you familiar with Rhea Groves?"

I recalled her name when I read about the Tohjo War in December. How she accompanied my mother. "A family friend of my parents who was killed in a Mewtwo attack in Kanto. She was a botanist."

"Correct. She was an orphan I scouted personally. My intention for the youth program was to reach aspiring individuals from all over in order to give them a chance, whether they were privileged or not. I didn't want to restrain them to just my area of expertise, so I requested independent studies in their own fields. Miss Groves was one of the rare few who had a study that overlapped with my own. She was… exemplary."

He looked forlorn near the end, old memories resurfacing once again.

Did he ever get the chance to tell her that when she was alive?

Stoic as ever, he recovered quickly. "Your mother wasn't a very emotional person nor did she care for studying such things, but your father and Rhea took some interest in the study of emotion at some point."

"Why? It's not a part of either of their fields," I questioned.

"Your father traveled all over. Aiding researchers in their work and at these places he gained new information," The Professor explained as he made his way to the door. "You came here for closure, but also personal growth, yes? Then there is a book I'd like to show you."

He got up from his seat and strolled over to one of the many bookshelves within the lab, scanning for the title he needed. We all watched with bated breath and silence until he spoke up once again.

"Do you know who Mesprit is, Topaz?" He asked.

"The legend of emotion, said to reside in Lake Verity," I answered immediately. "One of three lake guardian legends in Sinnoh."

"Correct- ah, there it is," Professor Rowan stated as he finally found what he was looking for. I had expected a thick textbook, but it was rather thin, seemingly a picture book. The cover was faded a bit, but it had a picture of the pink pixie legendary Mesprit holding a stylistic heart. "This book comprises a series of fables centered around Mesprit. Each one tells a different tale, many of which are filled with sadness, yet they each have a similar resolution."

"I would like to ask you a series of questions in order to gauge what sort of person you are, Topaz. To find what makes you happiest. Is that alright?" He asked. I nodded slowly. I wasn't sure where this was going, but that only made me a bit more curious. So I watched as he opened the book to a seemingly random page. "Tell me Topaz, is money the key to happiness for you?"

Money? I've been to Highshire and while my family isn't poor, we do not compare to all that nonsense.

"No. I understand its importance and enough of it makes life way easier, but it can't do everything. Not for me, anyway."

I thought back on Cenza before continuing my answer. "Money is what fuels poachers like Benedetto, and it's displaced countless lives because he saw people's lives as profit. Obtaining wealth is not a problem, but I never want to associate with anyone who would allow it to taint themselves to such a degree. I'll do everything in my power to stop people like that each and every time."

I could feel Lou's pride in me without even looking at him. It was the only answer he'd expect from his general.

"I see…" Professor Rowan grunted. "Is power the key then? Do you wish to become the most powerful trainer, the most influential individual?"

A bit harder question than the last. "While I admire the power both Volkner and Cynthia have gained over the years and definitely want my own… it certainly doesn't always bring them happiness. Someone has to secure the safety of Sinnoh and when we're under fire from terrorists like Galactic or poachers, they can't afford to be weak. And that can't be all someone looks forward to."
I looked towards Lou and Donut, the duo who have been with me through my most challenging moments. "It was a thrill to save Cenza and all those other pokemon, but we weren't just fighting to win, we were fighting so so many people would survive. I definitely don't want to be weak and I do want to make an impact in the world… but I just feel… I feel like there's more to it. Helping people and saving lives makes me very happy, but there's so much pain surrounding it I don't think it makes me the happiest."

I could sense Donut's silent agreement. I've made him put up with a lot over the years to help me with my goals and he's always pulled through, but that's because I know when to ask and when to leave him be.

"Mmm," Rowan whispered, glancing at the fable. "Then explain to me, what aspects of your life make you happy?"

I had a feeling a question like that would be next. I had begun preparing a more philosophical answer, but… for things like this, the first thing that comes to mind is best.

"Hmmm I would say… drinking a hot cup of tea with my pokemon," I began. "Training. Working at the gym helping all the pokemon and gym trainers. Indulging Jade in whatever escapade he has in store. Helping Violet and Amethyst get used to Sunyshore. Making Volkner and Cynthia proud. Reading a good book before I start a day of tinkering."

"It's hard to just pin down on one thing… but I think after coming all the way here I would have to say what makes me happiest is… learning about… anything! I love making discoveries, going from interest to interest. Because of this journey I met Holyn, traveled to new cities, helped out the League and came here to you. All by following my whimsy," I chuckled to myself. "Sorry, that was a lot."

"Do not apologize for that. It's a blessing to be able to point to so many factors in your life and say 'that brings me joy' and be able to continue pursuing it," The Professor stated.

"Now. Could you tell me why Donut evolved from a Pichu into a Pikachu?"

That question was a sudden turn. I knew my immediate answer, but what more did he want from it. "Because… he was happy and that's how Pichu evolve. We were watching a fireworks festival with Lou and everything just felt right in the world. I could feel it in my heart and in Donut's that everything was good. That everything was so good that his little body couldn't contain it anymore. So he got a bigger one, heh."

It sounded childish to describe it like that, but that's always how I thought about it.

The Professor nodded. "It sounds like at that point in life Donut found his resolution, what made him happy. It's likely changed since then, but at that time, for a moment he felt complete, in a way."

Donut and I each exchanged a confused look.

"It is said in the fable there is more to happiness evolution than feeling good over time. It's the pokemon coming to a proper resolution in life and growing up thanks to it. Such as in this fable."

He handed me the picture book so I could skim. The stories were relatively short so I got the gist quickly. Some were rather sad, such as one about a Buneary who had lost her family. She roamed the land for a long time searching for them, finding new companions along the way. She grieved the whole way, begging Mesprit to take her sadness away, but they declined. Promising her the pain will scar, but it will also heal in due time.

With those words in mind she continued on and each day she found it a bit easier to get up again. There were rough and grueling times, it was a bumpy life of ups and downs, but her new companions supported her all the way. Until one day she woke up feeling okay, surrounded by friends she loved. She had survived the pain of loss and continued living life.

She wasn't necessarily as happy as she was before tragedy struck, but she could feel content in moving forward without her family by her side now. And with that resolve she evolved.

"The Buneary in this story found joy in spite of grief and resolved to keep moving forward. You are here before me searching for what makes you happy and now you've stated it for all of us to hear," The Professor affirmed as I handed the book back to him. "You were feeling a mental block, yes? Perhaps your own clear declaration will point you towards what you should focus on. Does that relieve you?"

I inhaled and exhaled deeply, checking my nerves. I had none. I was calm. I faced the Professor once again. "They weren't kidding… it really is all about the journey rather than the destination. But yes, Professor, I feel way better. Not sure how to apply this to my daily life, but I think I'll try wandering around even more now and see what happens."

He gave me a hint of a smile. I couldn't tell behind the beard, but there was joy in there. "I am glad I was of use to you."

[Finding one's resolve, hmmm…] Rogelio's voice echoed from my mind. His unexpected silence was appreciated, but I had nearly forgotten he was still with me throughout all of this. [I believe… this is relevant to both of us, Sir Topaz.]

[You think so? How come?] I asked mentally.

[I prefer to act as a guide. I find joy in people finding their desired path and forging unbreakable ties with their compatriots. This is a part of my core belief… and I believe that is key to understanding my truth. And now I am certain a man as intelligent as Professor Rowan would be able to glean that,] Rogelio affirmed. [Do you mind if I tune him in?]

[Sure, but let me tell him first,] I concurred. Professor Rowan stared at me patiently, but with slight confusion.

"Are you well, Topaz?"

"Professor, it's time we move on to the ultimate reason why I'm here. Do you mind if I tune you in on a telepathic link?"

He adjusted his stance. "You've been communicating with someone this whole time? Who and why?"

"I was hoping you could explain that to me. Anyway, do you mind a link? They can explain everything and it's best if you hear it from the source."

The Professor was hesitant for a moment. He looked me up and down judiciously before he gave a heavy sigh. "A moment then."

He nodded towards Kirlia sitting in the corner who seemed to get the memo as she began to observe us all more intently. "You can understand my caution, but you may now proceed."

[Fantastic! A moment please,] Rogelio cheered. It took a few seconds, but I could sense the Professor enter our mental group call. [Greetings Professor, you may speak internally or externally, I shall be able to communicate either way.]

"Hmmm, your voice…" The Professor muttered.

"Do you recognize it?" I asked. I knew he knew a lot, but he was already figuring something out already?

"A distinct Galarian accent, odd. Regardless, both of you explain everything. Start from the beginning," Professor Rowan requested.

It took a minute, but together we each gave a recount of everything that we could think of to share. How Rogelio emerged from me making a new connection with Holyn, how he was the person who gave me tarot cards which were shards of his power, how he was likely a pokemon, yet couldn't remember his species.

Whatever I missed Rogelio covered, and whatever seemed too mundane or irrelevant Professor Rowan redirected us back on track. Kirlia sat in the background listening attentively, but lax for the moment.

Once we had finished our mutual spiel The Professor took a second to mull over his thoughts as he glanced at Kirlia. She smiled at him, shaking her head. With that he nodded in approval.

"So you believe you are a pokemon, yes? Likely with immense psychic capability?" Professor Rowan asked.

[I've become acquainted with how a human mind feels and I do not believe I have the same mindset. A psychic pokemon and a human esper may have similar abilities, yet operate quite differently,] Rogelio explained.

"And the cards are shards of power you've amassed?" Professor Rowan asked.

[They are the bonds Topaz has made along his journey. The ties develop him as a person and grants me more clarity… and it brings me joy to see worthwhile friendships form,] He answered honestly.

"I see… so you obtain your power from unity…"

"So he's an empath like Kirlia?" I asked.

"In a sense, yet I also believe there is more… Topaz, you mentioned Rogelio educating you on the feeling you get when you fight alongside your pokemon. How it spurred each of you on to new heights. How did you describe it again?"

I crossed my arms in thought. How should I put this?

"I would say it feels like we are working… as a single unit," I answered. "Like there's more of an emotional, instinctive link so we don't need to even look at each other to know what to do."

"So we are looking at a psychic type pokemon that obtains their power from the power of bonds. They have a distinctly foreign accent and parlance. They have a solid grasp of human and pokemon dynamics. As well as an understanding of the unity of trainer and pokemon in battle… where they each fight… as one…" Professor Rowan's voice trailed off as he glared at me. "Come with me, I have to show you something."

Professor Rowan rushed out of the room leaving us all a bit confused, but we followed regardless into his larger library. He scanned the shelves with incredible speed as if there was no time to waste until he finally pulled out one of the books.

"This is an article Rod and Rhea wrote after their journey to the Crown Tundra in the Galar region," He explained, flipping through the pages. "At the time we rarely sent anyone to Galar, but Rod during one of his expeditions heard about a large tree that attracted legendary pokemon. He requested Rhea's aid to investigate and took refuge in a town called Freezington."

As he flipped through more pages realization dawned on him. "Yes yes, it's coming back to me. It was there they found a strange statue… supposedly of the land's former king, but the centuries of wear and tear were clear. Each day during their expedition, Rhea and Rod paid their respects to the statue even if they did not know them. Its own people had forgotten the statue's true identity, but they never forgot it had led them once. Rhea and Rod wished to honor them, as best they could."

Sinnohans and Alolans are extremely reverent towards legendary pokemon. It makes sense they would.

"Until one day they were confronted by a strange psychic pokemon on the verge of extinction. His name was Calyrex, the king pokemon," The Professor continued.

I could hear Rogelio's breath hitch at the mention. It hadn't done so even after I spent an entire night naming random pokemon. Although, that name was definitely new to me.

Would Jade know?

"Their lifeforce was weak and their body was translucent as if they were fading out of reality. The pokemon thanked them for their prayers and asked them to be with them in their final moments."

Were they waiting for literally anyone to show them that level of kindness before the end?

"The pokemon was fading fast, but Rod and Rhea wished to help regardless. To preserve the species if possible. In a last ditch effort, Calyrex dispersed his remaining lifeforce to create mental seeds within their minds to grow. They were a species that survived off belief and as long as they believed in them, they would survive and one day be reborn. In exchange, they would try to subliminally guide them as best as they could in their weakened state."

"Apparently, it was an uncomfortable process that left them mentally drained, but after a nap they felt perfectly fine." The Professor looked up from the book at us. "When they returned to me they explained the whole story, I confirmed there was a benign psychic anomaly within them. Rod mentioned he was given some blank tarot cards, but their ultimate purpose unclear. They were a gift from Calyrex, meant to guide him to special individuals. It made no sense to any of us, but the whims of legends can be confusing."

"That's not the only confusing thing…" I spoke up, staring at Professor Rowan quizzically. "So, I'm guessing Rhea died during the war before her seed could bloom or be born or whatever. So why do I have my dad's… Calyrex?"

[To guide you in his stead,] Rogelio spoke up, quieting the Professor and myself. [That is my theory anyway. Think about it, Topaz. Before he disappeared he was the last major person in your life… maybe it wasn't subconscious, but perhaps he wanted someone to be able to look out for you if he was gone. So the Calyrex seed passed on to you when he felt you were going to lose him… so you and it would both survive.]

The silence was deafening. It was… a lot to absorb. Yet, Rogelio sounded so sure and everything was aligning up perfectly. But…

"How can we confirm any of this? This story would be amazing if it were true. It'd answer so much, but how can we get him out of my head and find out? Does he have to force himself out? Do I have to push him out? Be a Zeus to his Athena-I'd rather avoid the hammer, actually," I asked, feeling at a loss.

Professor Rowan hummed, once again in deep thought. I felt bad asking him for all the answers, but what am I supposed to do here? This was way out of my usual wheelhouse.

His furrowed brow for a whole minute until he crossed his arms. "We ask Mesprit."

"O-oh." Was all I could say. My entire team looked a bit… baffled too. The lake guardians weren't the kinds of pokemon to just show themselves around anyone. "How?"

The Professor ignored me as he put on his coat. "Mesprit is the closest legendary and even if they do not appear, their domain is filled with emotional energy. Calyrex are strengthened by bonds and what not, yes? We can attempt to channel that and observe the results."

This was complete and absolute conjecture. Both of us knew it. But clearly neither of us had a better plan, so…

"I see… what do you all make of this?" I asked my team.

[If we have no other leads, we should take this one,] Lou requested.

Donut rolled his eyes. [If we're in the area we might as well go sightseeing. I wanna see if it's bigger than Lake Valor.]

[If it has a chance to help Rogelio, we should take it!] Holyn demanded. Roland simply nodded in consent.

I nodded in confirmation, turning back to the Professor who was already packed to go. "To Lake Verity then."

~x2x~

PoV: Topaz Heart

Location: Lake Verity

"Thank you, Staraptor," Professor Rowan said, patting his partner on the back. Rather than waste time walking, he had requested his partner Staraptor to fly us over. The large avian cooed in response before flying away as we turned to face the lake.

It was just as beautiful as Valor. There was a bit more land to the lakefront than Valor though and the trees surrounding the lake were different, but all in all it was a lake. It even had that rock monument in the center of it like Valor and I assume Acuity shared it.

I sent out all my pokemon and Roland after recalling them for the short ride, as we walked up to the water's edge, just… staring out at the water. I turned to the Professor who simply inhaled deeply, admiring the view before turning to me.

"Do you sense anything, Rogelio?" He asked.

[Absolutely,] Rogelio responded immediately. [I almost feel as though… I'm intruding, but I do not sense any hostility. This is most certainly a powerful psychic's domain, yet they are not possessive. I can see Magikarp swimming within the water, Starly nesting within the trees, so much life surrounds this place. It is a haven for all to share.]

I nodded my head. "Sacred grounds for all Sinnohans. Anyone who dares step on their grounds ought to leave it in better shape than when they had left it. That knowledge has been imprinted in all of us since we were children, but not for fear of holy retaliation." I explained. "Rather, to respect the legends' minute domains as they've respected our entire world."

Donut looked perturbed. [Will Mesprit be incensed if we ask them to help us with a foreign legend?]

"That is if Rogelio is even a legend," Professor Rowan answered. Rogelio's telepathy had him hooked up to the rest of us. "This is simply our first attempt at divulging this mystery. Even if there is a 0.1% chance, we are here to take it."

[Then let it be done,] Roland spoke up from behind, catching all our attention. [As long as we do not overstay our welcome and respect the lands around us, we will be fine. Foreign legend or not, I simply hope this excursion will be somewhat productive.]

Holyn nodded. [Roland is right! So… should we say hi first? Rogelio, what do you think?]

[Well… I believe you are right, Sir Holyn. A declaration of our stance would be pertinent. If we are to request a legend's aid, we must be specific,] He answered. [Who would like to ask?]

"I will," I stated, noticing the Professor beginning to open his mouth. "It only makes sense. He's inside my head after all."

The Professor ceded surprisingly quickly, before gesturing to all of me. "I agree, but you will have to get a bit wet."

My eyes bugged out. "I have to get in the water? It's winter!"

He grunted as if it was totally sane. "I am aware, but it is typical when communicating with the lake guardians. To pray before them in the shallows and connect with them spiritually. Your requests shall pass through the water as ripples so they may hear the full depth of your call. And possibly Rogelio's as well."

My eyebrows raised in surprise. I expected to go swimming, but that made much more sense and was totally doable. "Then it's time for prayer."

We all made our way to the shallow waters of the lake. Everyone waited on the dry land as I took off my shoes and socks to feel the cold sand underneath my feet. My first step into the water was frigid, but I ignored it. The waves needn't go above my ankles for the process.

After a few steps I watched the waves consistently submerge my feet within them. It was time. I got on my knees, dipping them in the cold water as I clasped my hands and closed my eyes. I could feel everyone's eyes on my back even more so than the icy water.

[And now we pray?] Rogelio asked.

"With all our heart," I whispered, as I calmed my beating heart and focused on what must be done.

~x3x~

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I've never been good at praying or anything religious. Sunyshore is a Sinnoh city, so of course legends and myths are all incredibly important, but not as much as in say Celestic or Eterna. It's a city of innovation and the new, that's how we respect nature. Investing in clean energy, civil trade with other nations, sharing our discoveries with the rest of the region.

That is our focus and it's mine too. That's how we aid in the preservation of the rest of Sinnoh no matter how many centuries pass. If humans are to populate this region, then we are to better it for all, not just ourselves. And we've done it, our technological innovations have helped nurture the region's growth in healthy ways.

On paper it sounds more productive than kneeling down at a shrine to have a one sided conversation. But maybe I'm just not as respectful as I should be. Although, I do love reading nearby shrines, yours too, it's very mellow.

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My friends, Violet and Amethyst, pray to a handmade shrine everyday, to a legend they won't name. I dunno if Galar has any legends left for Jade to pray towards. I've prayed to a bunch of legends during festivals for all sorts of reasons, but not as a daily event, so sorry if I'm rusty.

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I know I'm babbling, but they say that legends don't like demanding prayers. They want to get to know a person, hear their story. So I kind of… extrapolated a little on Sunyshore history. I dunno if that's what you want to hear, but I love Sunyshore more than anywhere else in the world. I kind of miss everyone there, so maybe that's why I brought it up.

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I also know prayers shouldn't be too long that the legend loses interest, so I'll get to the chase. Can you help Rogelio? He's prolly praying mad hard too. He's in my brain and all that, if you can't tell. He might possibly be a Calyrex, not sure what that is totally yet, but if so a legend could get him out right?

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I don't know if it goes against legendary code or something since he might not even be from Sinnoh. I don't even know what a Calyrex is supposed to do, but he's been looking out for me a while now and I just want to help him out. He doesn't deserve to be trapped in someone's head, that's no way to live.

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Hello?

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Tell me something.

Oh! A reply… uh of course, anything.

What makes you happy?

Hm? I just answered that with the professor actually, today in fact. Learning and discovering new things. Every time I do it tends to work out and I've always had fun.

Hehe, they do say The Fool is known for wandering. Perfect for one with an intense desire for learning. I hope you use the knowledge you gain for the betterment of all rather than a detriment.

I've got too many people I want to help to waste my time making things worse for them. I wanna learn so much more and then surprise them with how much easier I make all their lives.

You're a rather reserved fellow, but your devotion to the ones you cherish is strong. Your heart is strong Topaz, don't let anyone or anything break it. I can tell you're gonna do a lot of good in the world. Now rise above the water, the lake is too cold for a child to be swimming.

~x4x~

PoV: Topaz Heart

Location: Lake Verity

I opened my eyes only for them to be flushed with water. I had somehow ended up completely submerged in the bitter cold lake and I cannot even put into words how uncomfortable that felt. My wet clothes bogged me down, the freezing chill of the water shook me the core. Panic began to settle in because I couldn't even remember what I was doing or even thinking about prior. My mind was blanked out and I was scared. Until I looked up.

There was a bright light above me, beckoning me. It was warm, where I needed it most and gave me strength where I was floundering. All my instincts said to swim directly into the light as I ascended to the surface. Once I broke it, the light was blinding, my brain buzzed in the most disorientating way as I gasped for air.

I looked around to see everyone by the beach, looking at me with concern as I swam over to them. Professor Rowan helped pull me out of the water as he draped his coat around me while Roland heated his hands with Fire Punch to warm my body. Although he touched my body with flaming hands, they somehow didn't hurt. Instead the flames coursed through me, heating me up faster than I thought possible in the moment.

"I distinctly do not remember ever signing up for a swim," I shuddered, gripping Roland and the Professor's arms. "What happened?"

Lou chittered at me in concern in response to my dismay, noticeably without telepathy. I understood his meaning at least.

'General, are you well? You did not heed our words when we called out to you!' sounds like what he said. I know him well enough to tell that.

"At some point into the prayer the lake began to shine," The Professor explained. "You got up from your position and began to walk into the water. Your team was dismayed, but this was the best scenario. If Mesprit requested you to bathe in their lake's holy water, then it is for good reason."

"The telepathy is gone," I gasped, rubbing my temples, alarming the Professor. I couldn't even describe how my head felt. I wasn't sure if it was due to the cold or Rogelio being gone, but it felt like something was moved and now everything had to fall into a new place. "And so is… Rogelio. He's not in my head anymore."

I gripped my head as everyone grimaced in concern. My immediate thought was that Mesprit smote him, but when they spoke to me there was no hostility. No indication they'd do such a thing. They felt far too kind and understanding to do so.

I stood up groggily and began walking more inland so we could get off the beach, looking for whatever Rogelio looked like.

I can't feel him in my brain, but that doesn't mean I can't sense his presence.

My consciousness drove me to check the nearby trees. Someone familiar was around here, I just knew it. I wandered a bit, everyone following behind me with Holyn running up to support my flimsy, wet body.

My instincts led me to a sole white birch tree and within its branches sat a pokemon I had never seen before. A white bipedal deer pokemon with a blue and green orb necklace. In the center of their four antlers was a green bulb and at their back a small cape. He sat neatly and poised as he stroked the bark of the tree with a wonderment I had never seen.

When he noticed our presence he looked down at us before descending gracefully until he was at ground level. We all stood and watched as the new pokemon bowed before us.

{My name is Rogelio the Calyrex, the legendary of bountiful harvests,} He spoke. {It is the utmost honor to be able to meet you all.}

~Chapter 33 Fin~

Question: Favorite new gen 9 pokemon? It's nearly the end of 2022 and it's been over a month since Scarlet and Violet were released! Mine has to be Armarouge. I just love everything about it, literally a flawless pokemon.

-Tinkaton would probably be mine. Cheery goblin blacksmith as a light in the darkness of the Paldea region's designs.

Author's Note: These last few chapters have been hard to write because they were a bit spur of the moment ideas, but in the end I am really proud of them. We're nearing the end of this arc, so we can return to Sunyshore and go back to our regularly scheduled plots. I'm so glad I was able to finish this chapter before the new year.

Now for context, I don't see Topaz Edition adding Paldean pokemon all over the place immediately. I have some ideas, but we're only just initiating more Sinnoh Galarian relations, that I don't want to overstep. As usual, I'll try to do what feels fitting. There's some new pokemon I really want to see in a story.

-Co author here, and I'm happy to have helped with these chapters as much as I have. But I also wanna warn you; Lux is gonna have to fight to get a lot of Paldea Pokemon past me. It's not in the plans, and if I've got anything to say about it that's not gonna change for the most part. There's a lot we can do with Sinnoh after all. Toodles!