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Roy was also immersed in the beautiful blooming fireworks.
Such beauty was just a fleeting result and scene, but this beautiful image could remain in their hearts forever.
"I don't know what's so good about this kind of thing. In human cities, you can see this when festivals come. The displayed fireworks are completely different," Zeraora complained a little beside them.
After all, he could exist in this world for a very long period of time. Although he didn't often come into contact with humans, he had also seen from a distance in human cities how people celebrated festivals and happy occasions. They would definitely use these beautiful fireworks.
He would also take advantage of this to see such scenes, so he felt that this kind of thing was often seen by humans and there was nothing precious or beautiful about it.
It was even too common and ordinary.
Regardless of his volume, the speech was still heard by Lucario and Roy's extremely sensitive perception.
At this time, Roy also turned to this Pokémon with some seriousness.
"Whether it's Pokémon like you who can exist for a longer time than humans, or humans like us who generally do not exceed a hundred years—we can indeed be exposed to these beautiful things for a long time within our lifespans. But do you know that such beautiful things can only stay in the hearts of some Pokémon forever? The world they exist in is completely different from ours. It's even like letting their lives bloom beautiful flowers for only a short time."
This was the peculiarity of this world. Ordinary Pokémon could naturally survive for a long time like human beings without any problems. But some special species didn't have such good luck. Due to their own uniqueness, the time they could survive in this world was very limited. Because their power was too strong and special, the time they existed in this world was also greatly reduced.
"I still don't believe that a special Pokémon like the one next to us can die immediately in this world. It shouldn't be—it doesn't look like such a weak Pokémon," Zeraora said, a little unconvinced.
He had just met Jirachi, so how could he understand the uniqueness of this Pokémon and the rules governing its existence?
"His name is Jirachi. He's similar to you, but he's a Psychic and Steel-type Mythical Pokémon. Its history of existence is even longer than your birth."
"Even in ancient times, there were already signs and legends of their existence. Scholars who study ancient legends in this era seldom research them anymore, but that doesn't mean they never existed."
"Why he can only survive in this world for a few days is because of his uniqueness. I can't fully explain this aspect. After all, if they want to continue surviving in this world, they must absorb special energy. However, such special energy doesn't exist on this planet at all."
"Perhaps such energy exists only in the vast starry sky. That's why I said he survives too little time in this world—unless he can leave this world and go to the even wider sea of stars."
Unlike humans, who could simply survive by eating and drinking water, some Pokémon had very harsh conditions to survive.
Zeraora also gave a small huff. After all, the rules for each Pokémon's existence were very unique and rare, so he had no right to judge the survival of others.
This beautiful fireworks show was short and brilliant, but it could remain in Jirachi's heart forever. After all, he had always fulfilled wishes for humans and other Pokémon, but he had never had such an experience—someone fulfilling his wish.
His power could do many things, even those things that seemed impossible in other people's wishes. His power could accomplish them. But he couldn't use this magical power to fulfill his own wishes.
These were rules and limitations.
But after such events today, Jirachi's affection for Roy had greatly improved, and he was no longer as timid as when they first met.
The Pokémon, who had nothing else to do, stayed by Roy's side again. The night had passed, and they all nestled next to their closest companion to rest. Meanwhile, Lucario continued to stay under the ten-thousand-meter waterfall. This kind of waterfall training had little dramatic effect anymore, but this subtle growth and consolidation was still beneficial to him.
Although he also wanted to sleep next to his master like the other Pokémon—which could bring them endless sense of security and warmth—he knew that if he wanted his master to be carefree, he must improve his own strength. Because only this was the right path. So he gave up behaving the same as the other Pokémon and stayed under the icy waterfall.
It was so quiet in the morning.
Many creatures had fallen into deep sleep.
Rumbling, rumbling—like the sound of an earthquake appearing in this quiet environment.
The earth gave out a weak tremor because of the huge force stepping on it. This kind of sound from the earth could only be felt by those with Aura Force who could listen to all things. The first to sense this was Lucario, who opened his eyes instantly. He could feel a subtle sense of familiarity from the vibrating Aura.
Then in the next second, Roy, who was in the nearby cave, also opened his eyes. Like Lucario, he also felt the disturbance from this piece of land. The arrival of an uninvited guest made disturbing noises arise in this quiet land.
Roy squinted his eyes.
"It seems that an uninvited guest came to our door because of our beautiful fireworks."
Of course Roy knew what it was.