Metang’s claws twitched. His arms moved imperceptibly. His red eyes never left the forms of the Pokémon before him, but he wasn’t involved in this battle.
An electric, gliding rodent—and Emolga—flew circles around a Gothitelle standing stock-still. The Psychic type almost seemed as though it was merely a model showing off its tiered dress, but that was just because it was locked into intense focus, trying to lock down its highly mobile opponent.
The first two chapters have been posted, and the release schedule will follow a similar schedule to the initial one here. Daily weekday chapters for the next two weeks, with only next Thursday off due to Thanksgiving.
Additionally, I’ve been going back to edit some earlier chapters, primarily trying to make them flow better while also giving Nick a more consistent goal...
I was still getting used to being a Pokémon trainer, but I was getting money that helped. Every week, a notice came of a payment from my sponsor that gave just enough to get by. Combining that with the earnings from odd jobs and the occasional battle win, I was able to profit just enough to save up a decent sum.
And that decent sum had all but disappeared into a single, big purchase.
“But look! It was worth it! This watch can do anythi...
Hello! Here’s the upcoming schedule for this fiction:
Tentatively, chapters will come out twice a week on Wednesdays and Fridays. If that schedule ends up being too compacted, I might shift things around.
I’m aiming to have the Royal Road release of this fiction be on Tuesday, November 18th. However, I still need to get the cover art in order, and the current WIP title needs to be changed—it’s misleading for what I want this story to be....
A Pokémon’s evolution was almost like filling a water balloon—the energy inside them would slowly fill and build pressure up to a certain point, and then it would “burst,” spreading out and inspiring a rapid, extreme change. Different species had different ways to achieve this sudden change, with the vast majority of species only needing the base prerequisite of a certain level of strength. A Pokémon like Beldum had two ways to evolve, one of which was becoming strong enough, and th...
Our goal had changed; we were no longer trying to catch any possible Pokémon. Now, we had a specific Pokémon in mind that we sought to add to our team. While I wasn’t insane—if we ran into an Excadrill or another strong Steel type, I’d still try to catch it—my entire focus and energy was spent searching for that one Metang. In a way, doing so was a form of training in itself.
Every day, we’d pay the “toll” needed to pass through the Tangela’s territory, dipping into th...
We were surrounded. Dark figures lurked in the trees, and long claws dragged grooves into the bark while knocking away thin, surface-level layers of snow. Red eyes gleamed within the shadows, and even Liepard wasn’t able to hide. Every Pokémon species had a special ability innate to it, and the group that surrounded us had an especially Keen Eye.
Valiant brought up their polearm, readying their stance with their weapon in hand. Rotom let the inside of his washing machine churn, build...
My team had a pretty clear ranking when it came to power and skill in battle, but it was a ranking for power and skill individually rather than both at once.
No one could argue that Valiant stood at the top of two lists; their overall capability with their weapon meant they could beat anyone else...
“Rotom! Come back down!” I shouted up into a gap in the trees. “The magnetic fields are already messing with everything—the feeds are warped! We’re going to have to do this the hard way.”
I was thankful that I was able to recognize the distortions before they got too bad; when Rotom flew back down in his drone, the other drones with him were already at lopsided distances. They were the worst kind of usable: technically usable. While I could still use their cameras t...
The bus maintained a low rumble that brought us eastward along a consistent path. What started as mountainous cliffs turned into a low-lying moor, and then evergreen forests began to flank the road.
Despite the untamed nature around us, this road was the most well-paved road I’d seen so far. Most of the time, travel in the Pokémon world was not something done lightly. Even if Routes were actively maintained as “safe” paths between cities, they could only be patrolled by Pokémon ...
Jack stood across from me, his hi-vis vest standing out in the shade between hangars. He lowered his stance so he could better focus on the upcoming battle, preparing himself to shout out commands to the Pok...
I’d ridden a plane exactly once before—twice, technically, since I’d needed to take a return flight home. I had only been a child back then, so my memories of it weren’t great. They mostly consisted of staring down at a tablet’s screen and walking through the airport itself.
Now, I was actually aware enough to look out the window. It...
The world was changing. The stories that were once fated to become reality had now become nothing more than fantastical tales. Paths were redirected toward new myths and legends. Human...
The train’s whistle blew, and Magearna all but bounced around the cabin. Her metal legs clicked against the wood floor to bring her along to inspect every possible inch. Her eyes were red glass lenses that failed to shift or hint at any possible feeling. For her mouth, it was nothing more than the smallest of openings. Nothing about her face changed—nor could it change—but her body language was all that was needed to reveal her excitement as the train began to rumble south.
The brisk weather hit me first; it’d been a while since I’d escaped any sort of humidity. Where Alola and Hoenn would have this uncomfortable warmth to them, the weather out here was much closer to Sinnoh’s. However, Sinnoh’s environment tended to be dry, and Galar’s was undoubtedly wet.
Though it was not actively raining, clouds still painted the sky grey as if a downpour had just recently ceased. People held closed umbrellas and waited for everyone to disembark from...
The environment of this place was significantly more humid than I expected, but I was basing my expectations on the fading memory of a video game that I’d played years and years before. The warm air was thick in a clogging sort of way, and it felt as though it was sticking to my skin even though all I was doing was standing at the edge of a road.
At my side, Ninetales fanned herself with her tails, as she was dealing with even more hostile conditions than me. On one hand, she was an I...
Kanto. One of the most well-established regions, as well as the region in which the Pokémon League first formed. Other regions have always had their “bosses” and skilled trainers, but Kanto was the region that formalized and regulated the classic Pokémon Gym Challenge. Where every region had its age and histor...
I want to thank everyone for being patient! Life’s been a bit difficult lately, but I’ve been trying to write as much as I can. Right now, I’m in the process of building up a backlog of chapters to mass post when the next fiction comes out, and then I also plan to use those chapters to continue into a fast release schedule from there. Once the backlog gets expended, the schedule will slow down to a more reasonable pace. Unfortunately, a fast early schedule is essential for getting a sto...
Valiant has just been released on Royal Road! Chapters 1-4 are all up, and the rest of the chapters will be released every weekday, culminating with a double post next Thursday to end it off.
The grove was defined by an unnatural calm. Girafarig were slowly returning to their home beneath the trees. Broken trunks lay surrounded by fallen branches, and nearby Pokémon dug with their hooves to bury the splinters that remained.
“Get to the grove! Stop it! And remember that the Roaring Moon is a Dark Type—the Farigiraf won’t be able to hurt it!”
Next to the Iron Valiant, Nick scrambled back to his feet, but the Iron Valiant was already jumping off the cliffside yet again. However, instead of plummeting downward, it stabbed an arm into the cliff wall. The rocky surface slowed it and gave it the chance to land with more control.
Ahead of it, deeper into the grove, strands of smoke drifted into the s...
The Girafarig positioned themselves intentionally. Though weak individually, all the Pokémon together formed an intimidating group. The Pokémon too weak or old to fight stayed in the very back, but every particip...
Berries crushed by hooves served as a healing poultice. Juice from those same berries became a medicinal syrup to drink. The assisting Girafarig would freeze w...
