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Epilogue R

462 Days A.A.D.

02:00 pm

    Linston City, a civilization created by the most crafty Pokemon of Quera, yet just one of many that are built on the world. Nowadays it’s said to be a place plagued by an enormous quantity of Enervemon; from the roads to the interior of each building.

    However, a sane Smeargle is standing at the edge of one of the rooftops. It is Lu, he is not doing much but staring sadly towards the direction where the Miserables's building once could be seen.

    His silent watching is interrupted when his attention is drawn to something; on the roof of a nearby building he spies a figure, seeming to hide behind a wall, he is not able to tell too well at this distance, but it definitely isn't a just another Enervemon.

    "Whoever managed to get up here? A survivor? " he thinks as he quickly hops to another roof, although being also prepared in case his assumption was incorrect.

    Lu reaches on top of the building he saw the figure and proceeds to check the other side of the concrete wall, though nobody is there.

   The Smeargle feels unsafe now, he is sure what he saw was not a manifestation of his imagination, meaning that the being must be hiding from him. He couldn't imagine why, but in the next second he would realize the reason.

    A Staraptor lands behind the Smeargle, who turns around abruptly from the noise, to be greeted by two massive wings striking the top of his head.

    "Painter of Death, you decided to make the mistake of exposing yourself here, now I shall take this chance to destroy you, in order to stop you from being a threat to what remains in our world!" says the Staraptor as beats Lu with a Close Combat attack, delivering hard blows onto him just using his wings.

    "STOP IT, FLARE!" Lu yells, unable to defend himself and now getting pinned against the wall from the consecutive attacks.

    Flare notices his lack resistance, therefore he stops his attack and watches the Smeargle slowly sink to the floor.

    "I will have you answer me some questions, Painter of Death" sighs Flare as he pins Lu to the ground with his talons, while pressing his other leg on the wall in order to add pressure on him.

    "I thought you watched everyone's business closely, what would you not know already?" responds Lu mockingly.

    "There are a few things that have escaped me, yes. Especially now that some survivors have separated ways..." Flare says, then digs his claws into Lu's chest. The Staraptor looks away thoughtfully, then turns his beak back towards Lu with a frustrated expression. "You though… what are you exactly doing this time?"

    "I... " Lu looks up at Flare, scared of what the Staraptor on top of him is capable of doing to him after he’d given any useful information. Lu doesn’t mock him this time, but gives him an answer to keep the conversation going." ...am not a threat anymore, don’t you know that I no longer have any power? If you know what I mean."

    "Right..." Flare responds in a deep tone after a few seconds of silence, then moving off of Lu. "I also believe you didn't fight back because of what the Accurate Tyrant did to you, isn't that correct?"

    "Oh? Yeah, my tail can't cast moves properly anymore." replies Lu, contemplating his tail and the bandage around it.

    "I will tell you something, In your state it just doesn't feel right to put you down for justice’s sake, at least for me." Flare says as he flies onto the edge of the roof, ready to take off. "If you are trying to redeem yourself, I'll let you do that, there’s not much time left for me so that would be helpful for everyone."

    "Wait! Where are you going now? Why were you even around here? By chance do you know what happened to the Miserables?" shouts the Smeargle, concerned about how Flare is now about to simply leave.

    "Are you expecting me to answer you all that?" Flare turns around still standing on that edge "Someone destroyed the building, I have not been able to check for any corpses or survivors... I'm so sorry about the-"

    "Someone!? Who!?"

    "I have a feeling that it doesn't matter anymore, let it go. Anyway, I got to this place because I followed you all the way here… you are usually off the radar for me so I was taking my chance. Now tell me, why did you come here, Painter of Death?" Flare stares deeply to Lu, who just shrugs.

    “Honestly? I wanted to come to a place where I could meditate about the latest events and plan my next move, there’s more, as well as less, to do now that the building has been destroyed.” assures the Smeargle and then points at Flare with a finger. ”You haven’t told me where are you heading!”

    “Right, well Painter of Death, I’ve got my own mission to do…” Flare looks up at the sky, tears drip down of his eyes “I need to get everything ready for when Arceus comes back, I’m watching everyone, looking for the best combatant, and destroy any menace that tries to stop the imminent restoration.”

  Flare turns to the other side again, about to flap his wings, Lu watches him feeling a bit confused.

  “I do have my candidates to be this combatant, I will proceed to test them, from the Miserables, the Icy Lone Sister, from the Próceres, the Lady of Black Fortunes, though I don’t have anything to bait her yet, I’ll need to hurry with that… And now that I’m sparing you, I will soon go ahead and destroy the one menace ruling the Próceres now.”

  Flare flies away leaving Lu and Liston City, Lu watches him go, feeling even more unsure about what to do next, but at least glad that his life was spared.

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The conclusion for the Season R is here, one more season and ERA ends! Lots of things about to happen in the next one! Enjoy~

Lu wanders in Linston city days after meeting with Beatrix last time and the Miserables's building got destroyed. There he encounters Flare the Staraptor who is aggressive to him for some reason.

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Epilogue R

462 Days A.A.D.

02:00 pm

    Linston City, a civilization created by the most crafty Pokemon of Quera, yet just one of many that are built on the world. Nowadays it’s said to be a place plagued by an enormous quantity of Enervemon; from the roads to the interior of each building.

    However, a sane Smeargle is standing at the edge of one of the rooftops. It is Lu, he is not doing much but staring sadly towards the direction where the Miserables's building once could be seen.

    His silent watching is interrupted when his attention is drawn to something; on the roof of a nearby building he spies a figure, seeming to hide behind a wall, he is not able to tell too well at this distance, but it definitely isn't a just another Enervemon.

    "Whoever managed to get up here? A survivor? " he thinks as he quickly hops to another roof, although being also prepared in case his assumption was incorrect.

    Lu reaches on top of the building he saw the figure and proceeds to check the other side of the concrete wall, though nobody is there.

   The Smeargle feels unsafe now, he is sure what he saw was not a manifestation of his imagination, meaning that the being must be hiding from him. He couldn't imagine why, but in the next second he would realize the reason.

    A Staraptor lands behind the Smeargle, who turns around abruptly from the noise, to be greeted by two massive wings striking the top of his head.

    "Painter of Death, you decided to make the mistake of exposing yourself here, now I shall take this chance to destroy you, in order to stop you from being a threat to what remains in our world!" says the Staraptor as beats Lu with a Close Combat attack, delivering hard blows onto him just using his wings.

    "STOP IT, FLARE!" Lu yells, unable to defend himself and now getting pinned against the wall from the consecutive attacks.

    Flare notices his lack resistance, therefore he stops his attack and watches the Smeargle slowly sink to the floor.

    "I will have you answer me some questions, Painter of Death" sighs Flare as he pins Lu to the ground with his talons, while pressing his other leg on the wall in order to add pressure on him.

    "I thought you watched everyone's business closely, what would you not know already?" responds Lu mockingly.

    "There are a few things that have escaped me, yes. Especially now that some survivors have separated ways..." Flare says, then digs his claws into Lu's chest. The Staraptor looks away thoughtfully, then turns his beak back towards Lu with a frustrated expression. "You though… what are you exactly doing this time?"

    "I... " Lu looks up at Flare, scared of what the Staraptor on top of him is capable of doing to him after he’d given any useful information. Lu doesn’t mock him this time, but gives him an answer to keep the conversation going." ...am not a threat anymore, don’t you know that I no longer have any power? If you know what I mean."

    "Right..." Flare responds in a deep tone after a few seconds of silence, then moving off of Lu. "I also believe you didn't fight back because of what the Accurate Tyrant did to you, isn't that correct?"

    "Oh? Yeah, my tail can't cast moves properly anymore." replies Lu, contemplating his tail and the bandage around it.

    "I will tell you something, In your state it just doesn't feel right to put you down for justice’s sake, at least for me." Flare says as he flies onto the edge of the roof, ready to take off. "If you are trying to redeem yourself, I'll let you do that, there’s not much time left for me so that would be helpful for everyone."

    "Wait! Where are you going now? Why were you even around here? By chance do you know what happened to the Miserables?" shouts the Smeargle, concerned about how Flare is now about to simply leave.

    "Are you expecting me to answer you all that?" Flare turns around still standing on that edge "Someone destroyed the building, I have not been able to check for any corpses or survivors... I'm so sorry about the-"

    "Someone!? Who!?"

    "I have a feeling that it doesn't matter anymore, let it go. Anyway, I got to this place because I followed you all the way here… you are usually off the radar for me so I was taking my chance. Now tell me, why did you come here, Painter of Death?" Flare stares deeply to Lu, who just shrugs.

    “Honestly? I wanted to come to a place where I could meditate about the latest events and plan my next move, there’s more, as well as less, to do now that the building has been destroyed.” assures the Smeargle and then points at Flare with a finger. ”You haven’t told me where are you heading!”

    “Right, well Painter of Death, I’ve got my own mission to do…” Flare looks up at the sky, tears drip down of his eyes “I need to get everything ready for when Arceus comes back, I’m watching everyone, looking for the best combatant, and destroy any menace that tries to stop the imminent restoration.”

  Flare turns to the other side again, about to flap his wings, Lu watches him feeling a bit confused.

  “I do have my candidates to be this combatant, I will proceed to test them, from the Miserables, the Icy Lone Sister, from the Próceres, the Lady of Black Fortunes, though I don’t have anything to bait her yet, I’ll need to hurry with that… And now that I’m sparing you, I will soon go ahead and destroy the one menace ruling the Próceres now.”

  Flare flies away leaving Lu and Liston City, Lu watches him go, feeling even more unsure about what to do next, but at least glad that his life was spared.

==========

The conclusion for the Season R is here, one more season and ERA ends! Lots of things about to happen in the next one! Enjoy~

Lu wanders in Linston city days after meeting with Beatrix last time and the Miserables's building got destroyed. There he encounters Flare the Staraptor who is aggressive to him for some reason.

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