It had been a year since Moy had evolved, he was now sixteen, and it feels once more like nothing had changed. Moy was about half way through elite four rank, making great progress considering how much harder it was to increase strength after quasi elite four. The quick progress was most likely due to the lingering effects of evolution. If he was lucky, Moy would be able to hit peak elite four by the time he goes on his journey.
Meta had also just entered the quasi elite four. She was already 15 feet squared, and she would probaly be as big as the biggest Mantor before she even evolved. The reason for her fast increase in strength was due to Moy. It's a proven fact that once a pokemon breaks through to the elite four rank on somebodys team, the following pokemon will increase in rank quicker, at no detriment to themselves.
Scientists don't know why this happens but suspect its a similar phenomenon to what happens to the trainer when one of their pokemon ranks up to elite four. You see, the trainer also gets physically stronger from their pokemon once it gets to elite four rank. Although it wasn't a whole bunch, he himself had also been feeling the benefits.
Sadly you didn't get any special abilities fed back, it was a pure increase in strength and resiliance, that increased as the pokemon's strength does. Due to both these phenomon happening once a pokemon reaches elite four rank, its speculated it has something to do with the pokemon's forming of a truth.
Of course these benefits couldn't be handed over just be trading pokemon or stealing them from someone. No one was sure why, but it seemed pokemon linked to the trainer who taught them for the majority of their lives, having all benefits go to this person. The mechanisms of this link, and how it decided who the benefits belonged to, were unkown.
Although Moy and Meta had made great progress, it was certainly slowing down due to their increased strengths. He was also slowing down in learning, though not as much. At this point he had already finished learning his reflex enhancement, and was working on his senses, something that would hopefully be finished when he leaves. At the same time Sabrina was still teaching him teleporting, and although not as complicated as telekinesis, even with his talent he would probaly only master it when he leaves, just like his sense enhancement.
His training with Scyther had only sped up due to the benefits of Moy, with Scyther starting to use the most basic of moves. Moy's feed back also allowed his gravity training to increase to the point he was already at 24X. Of course at this point he wasn't only training with Scyther, instead he was also battling with Peter's pokemon to practice with more varied opponets that were around his strength.
This gave him great experience with how to fight different pokemon, and also gave him a good idea of his actual combat strength, with his scythe and psychic abilities combined his strength was currently, just barely, the professional rank. This was pretty bad considering the strength of his pokemon, but for a human it was absolutly amazing.
If he hadn't gone through all the rigourous training since he was young, he would be like most other humans. Unable to even beat a novice level pokemon. Being able to compete with a pokemon that was stronger than the majority of peoples pokemon was truly incredible
He might not be helping out in any of Moy and Meta's battles anytime soon, but after a while in this world he realised that likely wouldn't be possible for a long time. Instead what all his training over the years had given him was the ability to survive even without his pokemon by his side. Not that he ever expected them to leave it, but just in case.
It was a few weeks after his sixteenth birthday and he was once again off to an egg shop. He was old enough now to the point where mom didn't have to come with him, even if it took her some convincing to let him leave the house alone. Moy and Meta would be staying home, since if they didn't they would be stuck in a pokeball all day.
Pokeballs in this universe were strange. Their was only one type of pokeball, that being the standard one. He expected that to be due to the fact that you couldn't just throw a pokeball at a pokemon and expect it to stay in. Their were no catch rates here, instead if you wanted a pokemon you would have to convince it to come along with you.
Also, whenever a pokemon was in a pokeball it was fully aware. The surroundings were designed to feel comfortable, but it wouldn't be wise to keep a pokemon in pokeballs for too long, due to the fact they still need to eat, use the bathroom, and could easily go crazy if kept in their for too long.
Because of this pokemon often weren't in pokeballs for more than a couple hours, only going inside when they need to be transported short distances without being affected by the surrounding enviorment.
By the time he finished his musings he once again arrived at the egg store that was getting the new shipment. He watched from the corner, his presence already accustomed to by the unloaders under the excuse was studying to be an egg identifier. As he was getting ready to walk off yet again in disapointment, he once again saw that beautiful purple sheen from an egg in the last crate.
He immediatly went to grab it, ignoring the weird looks from the unpackers. As he made his way to the cash register he couldn't help but think how lucky he was. And he was, quite literally, lucky. In this universe luck was a real thing and each person had varying amounts of it. This was proven by scientists by having some people flip a coin a hundred times, and although most were 50-50, skewed slightly left or right, some people got more or less than statisticly expected, consistently, proving they had bad or good luck.
He had also done the test in his free time, and got 91 of his desired side out of a hundred flips, which was record breaking. Without his insane luck he doubts that two violet talented eggs would have just so happened to be delivered to the same city, espically in the time span of less than ten years. If that's how luck really worked anyway, considering it was still a mystical law that couldn't really be studied.
As he was checking out the cashier spoke up to him. "Found an egg that caught your fancy huh. I can see why, Turtwig are real rare, espically around these parts, good luck on becoming an appraiser, that will be $700,000, have a good day."
Replying, "You to, thanks" he quickly walked off, able to pay easily with the money his mother had given him. As he wasn't really practicing to be an appraiser, he didn't actually know it was a Turtwig egg, but he couldn't help but be excited. Although Turtwig wasn't his favorite Sinnoh starter, that would go to Chimchar, it was still a violet talented pokemon, and that took precedence over all else.
As he left the store practically trembling in excitement over his new partner, he soon noticed a duo following him through the divine sense Sabrina had helped him develop. It didn't reach that far, only about 50 feet, but due to haveing mastered the ability he could see everything, as if he was looking at it all through his own eyes. Even if fifty feet sounded short, it was much larger than other psychic's divine sense due to his energys purity.
Of course, considering he could sense people following him in that range it was clear they were doing a bad job at stalking him, and were
more just walking behind him from a distance. They looked relatively like generic thugs, hoodies on, with black hair, and an average face. He did what the normal protaginist response was and ducked in an ally to force a confrontation.
He wasn't that worried, he doubted they would be too much for him to handle and if they were he knew he had bodygaurds following him, if only for the brief brushes they made aginst his field every once in a while.
As he waited in the ally they soon approached. Without waiting for him to speak up generic thug one spoke up.
"Hey kid! Hand over all you money, we know you have some!"
Generic thug two spoke after, "Yeah!, and hand over that egg too while your at it, we got pokemon, and we aren't afraid to use them!"
As generic thug two said that they both released pokemon. With number one releasing a Pidgey and two a Rattata. He couldn't help but dead pan and think these guys must be stupid. There were cameras throughout the whole city and as long as he reported them to the police they would easily be found.
If they planned to kill him to silence him, that would be even more stupid. They clearly knew he had money so somebody would look for his body, and killing him would leave to an even more serious investigation, and eventual punishment. He couldn't help but think they must be on some of kind of drug, the reason for most crimes in the streets in cities, considering anybody sober would know they would get caught by all the cameras.
He cleary wasn't actually planning to give over his stuff. The humans were clearly weak, he would be able to take them out with a literal flick of a finger. Although the pokemon were both ordinary rank they were clearly malnourshied. They could probally handle a weak pat at best.
So that's what he did, in a burst of speed it was clear none of them could follow, he flicked the two men on the head, knocking them out cold, and lightly bent over to pat the head of the Pidgey and Rattata, knocking them out. He could have handled that even quicker by using telekinesis, but he didn't have anything handy and he didn't want to deal with the hassle of ripping stone out of the ground.
He didn't want to deal with the aftermath, so he quickly called the police on his phone, yes phones existed, and went on his way. The Jenny family did exist in this universe, but they mainly dealt with pokemon crimes and wouldn't be handling this.
He soon returned home with no farther incident and happened upon Moy and Meta training.
"Hey girls! Come over here and meet your new partner!"
Like always Moy was the first to respond of the two, "Ohoh, what is it what is it, will it be super strong like us!"
Meta spoke soon after though, quicker than normal, "Will it also like rocks?"
"Yes Moy, I'm sure they will be strong. Ah... I'm not sure they will like rocks, but they might with their future ground typing."
Before he knew it another week passed but Turtwig's egg still hadn't hatched. This wasn't that unsurprising considering it could take some eggs upward of two weeks to hatch. Tonight Moy, Meta, and him were sleeping outside because Meta had finally grown large enough that her rock couldn't fit in his room, at a wopping 14 feet high, she carried 210 feet cubed of the heaviest rock on the planet on her back.
He wasn't complaining that much about sleeping on her back considering they had a comfy tent and it was also good practice for all the nights they would probaly have to sleep in the wilderness.
Moy and him were just settling in upon Meta's back in a tent when it happened. In his divine sense all of a sudden, without warning, he felt two presences appear. He couldn't tell what they were as they were blocking out his divine sense. One was massive, pressing down on him to the point he almost couldn't breathe, although the other one wasn't to be ignored, the only reason he could barely feel the effect of its presence was because of the strength of the other presence.
He soon got used to it though, partly because of all his training, and more importantly, the pokemon, what else could it be, was not actively trying to hurt him. If it was it could probaly breath on him and he would die. He also quickly noticed that the ground beneath him was shaking, before he soon remembered that the ground was Meta.
Opening his eyes he didn't realize he had closed, he quickly rushed outside the tent, with Moy following behind, even if she was also shaking, though less than Meta. He quickly realised what the presences were as soon as he left the tent.
The smaller one was an Aegislash if absolutely massive. The other one was an even bigger Kleavor. They were both just standing their looking at him, before the Kleavor spoke, actually spoke!
"Mm, I suppose you shall do, here child take this, and raise it as if your life depends on it, because it does."
Then without warning they were gone again, the Aegislash having not even done anything. And in front of him was yet another egg, with a glourious violet sheen on it. For a second he was confused, thinking Turtwig's egg must have rolled from the tent, but he soon realized that the egg in front of him clearly looked different.
Connecting that with what the Kleavor had said it was clear this was most likely its egg, and if he had to guess it would be with that Aegislash he saw earlier. Considering the Kleavor spoke in a male voice he suspected he was holding a Honedge egg. Sighing he walked back to the tent with Moy soon following behind him.
"What was that Daddy?"
"I don't know Moy, I don't know."
He had his suspicions though. If he had to guess that Kleavor was a quasi god ranked pokemon. He didn't even have words for that. Quasi god ranked pokemon might as well be almost a myth. They represented the peak combat power that humans held. Their were only four quasi gods known to the masses, those being Lance's Dragonite, Steven's Metagross, Cynthia's Garchomp, and Alder's Volcarona.
That didn't mean their weren't more quasi gods, just that any known ones were hidden from the public eyes. In fact he suspected that the quasi god trainers had probaly run into at least a few wild ones before.
Kleavor POV
He had watched the kid for a couple weeks now and he has to say he was impressed, if only slightly. When his mate had said she felt a good canididate to take care of their child he could barely supress his rage. Who could take better care of his child than his wife. But then she had told him that her child wasn't normal. There was nothing wrong with it per say, but she wouldn't be able to teach their child to the best of her abilities.
He hadn't understood at first, but as he watched the human, he soon suspected what had happened to their child. And if what he thought was right, he could understand why she wouldn't be able to truly teach their kid. Plus their probally wasn't a better kid to have raise their child then this one. He was truly dedicated to bringing the best out of his pokemon and himself, something he could appreciate as that was the only way he was able to get the strength he had today.
In the end he couldn't think of someone better to raise his and his mate's child. Though if a single shaving of harm was done to their child by this kid, nothing in this world would stop his wrath.
End Kleavor POV
As he was calming down from the sudden scare of meeting a quasi god it didn't take more than a few days for Turtwig to hatch. It was certainly a big event, with him holding onto Honedge's egg as Moy and him sat next to Meta's head while they waited. Before long the egg glew a bright white light, and in its place, took a Turtwig.
A huge Turtwig mind you. This wasn't suprising considering that the Turtwig line was a supersized line of pokemon. This basically meant that every increase in talent, even at the base form, lead to a massive increase to size, and they got an even bigger boost everytime they ranked up. This could lead to some massive pokemon, like hundreds of feet long Gyardos, since the Magikarp line was also supersized.
Moy was pretty much the oppisite of this, barely growing for every increase in rank even with her talent, and Meta was somewhere inbetween.
So of course with a violet level talented Turtwig how could it not be big. It was just born but it was already three feet tall. That was to be somewhat expected, however the unexpected was Turtwig's shell, or rather lack of one. When most Turtwig first start out it has a small sapling that grown on their head, and their shell is made out of compacted dirt.
When they evolve into Grotle the sapling moves under Grotle's shell to better protect itself, and it can do this because Grotle's shell softens up allowing for some leaves to peak through. When it becomes Torterra the shell is completely fertile dirt, and the tree grows atop Torterra's back providing energy and strength for Torterra.
However his Turtwig didn't have the compacted shell of its kind, and instead its shell was completly soft dirt like a Torterra's. And upon Turtwig's back grew a small sappling, much more developed than one normally atop a Turtwig's head.
This was a great thing as he expected it would allow Turtwig to start gathering strength a lot quicker through the tree, making it grow stronger and possibly even bigger. Not to mention the whole process of a Turtwig evolving was to get a tree on its back, so he had no idea what would happen as Turtwig evolved now.
Lost in his thoughts he soon noticed the Turtwig rubbing against his leg, he reached out with his mind and connected to theirs.
"Hey there Turtwig, lets get you something to eat, how does that sound?"
A young girlish voice responded in his mind saying, "Ok Mommy! Food!"
So that's a thing. He really hoped she didn't turn ou to be another Moy. He loved Moy, he really did, but two Moy's seemed like too much even to him.
Another couple of day's passed and before he knew it, it was time for Honedge to hatch. In this time he got to know Turtwig better and finally gave her, yes a her, gender ratios weren't a thing here, but his luck had been weird, a name which was Alba. This after the scientfic name of tree that looked similar to the one who grew on Torterra's back.
Luckily enough Alba wasn't completely like Moy, she also seemed to have picked up some mannerisms from Meta, being more calm at times, and also had a natural caring personality, hating to see the others get hurt in battles.
They once again gathered around Meta to watch the Honedge egg hatch, though this time their was an extra pokemon in the form of Alba to watch the event unfold.
The egg, just like all the othes he had witnessed, burst into a white light and out flew a kid sized Honedge. Except it wasn't a normal Honedge, instead of the normal sword, it was a scythe fitted for the size of a young kid, with the signature honedge tassel hanging off its end, and an eye on both sides where the hilt would run through the blade.
Not only that, it was also shiny. Not that being shiny was all that rare, pokemon came in all different sorts of colors in this universe, the term shiny was just a pokemon outside of the usual color palette and wasn't all that rare here. But still, it looked much cooler than normal, with a blood red blade and tassel, a pitch black handle, and two glowing purple eyes.
He was curious how Honedge would evolve in the future, he hoped it didn't gain a shield, although he doubted it as with a new form evolutions were often very different. He was excited about the prospect of using it in battle though and was curious about how it would work out. He was drawn from his thoughts as he felt Honedge's tassle rub against his skin. Looking down at it he was soon shocked to see it flow into his skin becoming a part of his arm.
As it dissapeared into his arm he soon heard a voice in his head, "Hello Master, Honedge at you service."
He had a feeling this would be a pattern, between the mutant pokemon, the different nicknames, and the fact that Honedge was once again a female.
When I was thinking of names for Turtwig I was looking at the scientific names of some trees and I thought of oak first but that was quercus and then beech was fagus and I was like NOPE!
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A year had passed once again, and it was only a few days before he turned seventeen. That meant one thing, his very own pokemon journey! In fact he could just stay at home if he wanted to, but their was a few reasons why he wasn't.
The most important reason was it was simply something he wanted to do. What was the point in being reborn if he didn't travel the world and encounter all the mysteries it had to offer?
Another big benefit of traveling was the experience his pokemon would get along the way. With the talent of his pokemon they could probally stay at home and reach an amazing strength, but by going out there and having battles around the world their strength would increase much quicker, and it would allow them to reach their full potential.
His pokemon had made great progress in this time. Moy had reched the peak elite four rank and would soon breakthrough, the only reason she reached so far was due to the benefits of her evolution which had since faded. Meta had also reached peak quasi elite four due to Moy's feedback. She was already ready to evolve and would be doing so today.
Although Moy and Meta's strength had increased it was obviously slower than it had been in the past due to their increased strengths, but by far the most progress was made by Alba and Cali, already reaching the elite class. This was of course due to Moy's feedback, considering it was a couple years faster than it took Moy and Meta to hit advanced.
Cali was the name he had given Honedge, after excalibur or caliburn. He couldn't think of any actual scythe names and he wasn't goning to name her Reaper or something, that would be cringe, so he just settle on the sword name.
Of course with Cali reaching the elite rank she had also evolved. Her evolution wasn't that suprising just splitting into two scythes. However it seemed she had inhertied the skill that had Aegislash change forms because Cali could do that to. Whenever she wished she could combine her two smaller scythes into one bigger one. This was great considering he was trained to use both, although that made him curious what her third evolution will be.
Even with all her mutations the most exciting thing about her was certainly her abilities, more specifically her Soul Bond ability. You see Soul Bond wasn't actually a new abillity, and had been observed on Honedge before, but the benefits brought to the trainer were immense
The most obvious benefit was the fact that it began the feeding back of strength as soon as the soul bond happened, without having to wait for the elite four rank. This wasn't a big benefit when the pokemon was young, but once it reached the elite four rank the feed back would be larger than normal.
The ability also allowed Cali to enter his body at any time which increased his resistance to damage while she was in it. Since the pokemon could enter the trainer's body it could also exit at any time allowing the trainer immediate access to their weapon. A big benefit considering almost all trainers with a Honedge that had the Soul Bond ability were sword masters, or in his case, a scythe master.
Perhaps the only drawback was that Moy didn't like having to share space with somebody in his head, considering Cali could intiate conversation with him, something only Moy could do in the past.
Cali's other abilites weren't to be put down though, and were quite good in their own right. First off was the ability Long Reach, which allowed her to physically attack things from a distance. Any move, or even just a normal attack, that had to make contact, could instead happen from far away. Her other ability was Skill Link which allowed her two bodies to act with better coordination between eachother.
These abilities took on a different meaning when he wielded Cali himself. Cali wasn't a slouch in fighting by herself but she didn't really know how to properly use her body as a weapon. Luckily that's something he had been training in since he was a child.
When he used Cali he could also attack from afar using her Long Reach ability. But more importantly Skill Link basically gave him the ability to "feel" all the blade and thus better have control of it in battle, leading to a much greater lethality than when he used a normal scythe. Plus it allowed Cali to learn how to use herself as a scythe better, him using her being a training all on its own for her.
Cali was certainly talented, probally since she herself was a scythe, and was making progress much faster than him when he was first learning, even if she was basically getting his skills downloaded into her.
Cali and Alba might both have elite strength but if you had to ask someone who didn't know, they would almost certainly say Alba was stronger. This was due to her absoluty gigantic size. She may be a grotle, but she was already as big as house! Not even a small one, but more a two story suburban home! Not to mention the tree on her back was taller than even her.
This didn't technically lead to her being any stronger than opponets of the same rank and talent, she would still technically have the same amount of energy, but size was a strength in its own right.
This massive size was due to Alba's huge size variation found in the Turtwig line, and her mutation where her tree is already on her back, but even with those she wouldn't grow that big at just the elite rank strength. Instead the main reason was her abilities and the feedback loop they created with eachother. The core of this loop was the ability Grassy Surge which meant she constantly had an effect known as grassy terrain around her.
This grassy terrain came with numerous benefits like boosting the power of grass type moves or slowly healing grass type pokemon. Sadly the benefits weren't as drastic as in the games but it was still a nice bonus. What grassy terrain also did though was increase the growth rate of plants in its area.
It also solved one of Alba's biggest problem and that was moving around. She would eventually grow so big even realeasing her in the forest could destroy the surrounding enviorment. Luckily enough grassy terrain solved that problem as it basically allowed her to walk through tress as if they weren't there. This meant that no matter how big she grew as long as she was in a forest it shouldn't be a big problem.
The increased growth rate of grassy terrain greatly benefited her next ability Chlorophyll.
Unlike the games Chlorophyll did not increase her speed in sunny weather but instead increased the effect of the chlorophyll of the plants on her back and increased the benefits Alba got from all the plants on her back. It allowed her to recover her energy faster and also grow larger, the healthier the various plants on her back were. Something Grassy Surge helped with perfectly.
Her next ability, Grassy Pelt, was similar, increasing her defense the healthier the plants on her back were. Something Grassy Surge and Chlorophyll both contributed to. At this point Alba didn't have any plants on her back except her main tree, which benefited the most from her abilities anyway, considering it was directly linked to her, and a layer of grass. Still even with just that he is sure the combination has worked to massivley increase her size.
Meta didn't have to worry about her ability as team tank being taken away though. Alba would simply be too big to properly protect the others, with enemies just getting onto her back. Meta was never going to be on the front lines either due to her slow speed though, and instead his plan had been to have Meta protect back line attackers, if he gets any in the future.
In that way Alba could be more the first line of defense, stopping weaker enemies getting closer to the long range attackers. Something that would work perfectly, considering Alba would most likely be an aoe attacker in the future, only able to physically fight against the biggest of opponets.
In this year he had also made decent progress with his gravity going up to 31X thanks to Moy and Cali. He had also mastered his sense enhancement and teleporting, although he was only able to teleport a couple miles. His training with Scyther had gotten even more intense, espicially with Cali added into the mix. With the addition of teleporting in his combat style his strength had quickly increased to the peak of professinal rank, and with Meta in the mix it was barely in the master rank.
It was early morning a couple days before his birthday and his team and him all gathered outside to witness Meta's evolution. Meta was massive, at twenty square foot, with a stone pillar atop her that reached 27 feet into the air looking unrealistic, leaving him to wonder how it hadn't fallen over. It must have weighed many tons at this point, taller than Alba herself if you didn't include her tree.
As they all gathered around the ground, with Cali coming out of his body and Alba getting as low to the ground as she could, he spoke up.
"You ready Meta? This will be a big change for you, even bigger than Moy's and you saw how she couldn't control her arms for a couple days, unused to the new appendages."
Ignoring Moy's pout in the background Meta responded, as steady as ever, "Thank you for your worry father, however I am sure I will be fine, the change isn't as drastic as you say, I am hardly gaining new appendages like Moy."
With a sigh, "I know Meta I am just worried."
Before Meta could respond Alba chimed in ever caring, "Don't worry Meta, I know you can do it, just tell me if you think anything will go wrong ok?"
Moy also gave her own words of encourgment with a, "I know you can do it! Become super strong so we can finally fight!" and Cali gave a simple "Good Luck." Which was impressive considering the only one she often talked to was himself, she interacted less with everybody than even Meta, not out of distance with the others, but something he suspected it had something to do with her ghost typing.
With a rare smile on her stoic face Meta replied "Thanks everybody, I'll be fine." And just like that she burst into a white light just like when she had evolved into a Crustle. As she did so he thought of the dangers of evolution. In fact there weren't really any. Not like the dangers of ranking up where if you don't have the proper comprehension and try to forcibly rank up you could cripple yourself.
The reason they were all wishing her good luck and he was worried was because even if nothing had gone wrong before, it didn't mean something couldn't go wrong. He was training pokemon with violet potential to the max of their abilities, something that probally had never been done before. Who know what type of mutations could happen, he didn't excpect anything negative to happen, as that was contradictory to the violet potenial, but he still couldn't help but worry.
Coming out of his musings he was shocked as he saw the white light fade. In front of them was a massive rock crab Meta, about double the size as she was as a crustle. It was low to the ground and an almost pitch black color with two stubby claws, better for defending than pinching. It had an extra pair of legs than the usual Mantor with six in total, plus it was much more crab like, with a more round than long body.
He spoke up as he noticed the evolution light fully fade away, "Hey there Meta, how are you? Everthing ok?"
As she was about to respond Moy interupted her stating "Good job Meta, let's battle now! Moy bets you're so much stronger, but you still can't beat me!"
Even Alba was impatient as she also interrupted Meta, something she would never normally do, "Are you hurt anywhere? Do you need me to check up on anything?"
Stern as ever she responded, "Yes father I am fine, no need to worry, I am not suited to battling you Moy, you should know this. I am not injured Alba, although you may check if you so wish."
As Alba started to fess over Meta with Moy pestering her and Cali at his side he couldn't help but smile, it seemed his team was really coming together. Not his team, more his family it seemed. As he thought back on all the good times they had together, from Moy first hatching, to sleeping on Meta's back, or Alba fussing over the tiniest of injuries, even Cali who acted distant but always cared, he soon felt something break within him.
Looking into his mind he found the solid core of energy he had finished forming a few days ago had broken, expanding rapidly and breaking the boundry of his mind. He soon realized his psychic energy was filling his actual physical brain, instead of the metaphysical, and at the same time reverted to the wispy gas he had started off at it, but it was now a pitch black color.
He had broken through to the third cycle of psychic energy. The reason he hadn't broken through right away was due to the fact that he couldn't. Every psychic had a barrier that held them back from entering the third cycle and nobody knew what their barrier was. It was often some type of mental roadblock though like getting revenge, or asking the one you like out. Either way, that barrier stopped the vast majority of psychics who wanted to break through, making the third cycle psychics the true elite.
That he was able to find and break his barrier so quickly was a true blessing. It seemed his barrier was family, no matter how cheesy that sounded. He loved his mom and dad, he truly did, saying he didn't see them as family would be lying, but it was clear that he wasn't as close to them as he would have been if he was a normal kid.
But his pokemon... they trained, laughed, ate, and slept together, how could they not also be family? It was just something that he hadn't realized untill then considering them as still pokemon, more close friends than family.
He felt the benefits of the breakthrough immediatly, with everything psychic about him being enhanced like it normally was just even more so. For example, he could now see almost 700 feet around him through his divine sense. With that he noticed that the others had stopped chatting and were all looking at him. It was Moy who spoke up once they saw he was paying attention.
"Are you okay daddy?"
With a smile at seeing them all worried he replied, "I'm fine guys don't worry, why don't we all celebrate huh?"
With a collective cheer he went inside to grab some of their favorite foods and before he know it they are all having fun outside. As he watched everybody play and joined in on the dun himself, he couldn't help but feel content.
Another couple of days pass and its a day before he leaves that Moy breaks through to the quasi champion rank. It wasn't all that suprising, given her talent, she easily comprehended an aspect of her future domain.
To become a champion you needed to have a domain. A domain was made up of things called aspects which were derived from a pokemon's truth. You only needed one aspect to reach the quasi champion rank and you could go to champion once you finished finding all your aspects.
Moy had, unsuprisingly, comphended the strength aspect of her truth, increasing the power of her punches even farther. She comprehended this after she had managed to break a rock with simply the air blast that came off her mega punch, completely by accident to.
Before he knew it it was his birthday and he was off to go on his adventure. He recieved a tearful goodbye from his mother and a firm hug from his father. The goodbyes weren't long, none of them wanting it to drag out. He left the house not knowing when he would next return. With his pokemon in their pokeballs, and dust in his eyes, he made his way to the airport. Why? Where better to start his journey than Moy's home reagion of course!