The Second War.
There was war once again, merely two decades after the first modern war, and there was a new one.
When before it only involved the creation of a Classed-Legendary Pokémon, it was now the fusion of pre-existing actual Legendary Pokémon.
Creating the absolute abomination, even the great life felt the grand disturbance in its balance.
There was now war, and the new generation was thrown into war from all over the globe.
Those who experienced the first war are thrown to it as well, the misery and trauma of seeing their false failures to repeat again.
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It was cruel.
What he was seeing was cruel.
Too cruel to properly express, too cruel to truly say a word.
He barely described it, a tragic scene in his eyes.
It wasn't the blood that disturbed him, nor was it the heavy sounds of chaos, it was the sight of those who were in pain, agonised, in pain, as they suffered their final moments in life.
He could not do anything, nothingtosavethembecauseheispowerless-
He felt his heart ache, as he watched two people, - lovers, perhaps? - reach their hand out to each, far away, yet so close.
But it couldn't be reached, just barely by the fingertips, before their life gave away, and they died with sorrow framing their bloodied and pale faces.
He didn't want to see this, he felt himself tear up, and unable to hold up a shuddering sob, heart clenching more painful as this was not the only one.
It was so painful.
Not even the hug of his trusted Pokémon could calm his heart, nor the voice coming from the ear-piece on his ear to compose himself.
He stood on the bloody field, where the corpses of the good and bad laid dead, where innocents and guilty are discarded;
This was a bloody war, and just as he thought that he would never experience it, the monsters from the first war came back crawling with hell fire on their throat and lips.
Blood thirsty beasts, he thinks.
He hated how his hands were stained with blood, innocence but a mere far memory now, a figment of the past, tragically.
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