His journey is over. At the young age of nineteen, Ash has done it all. He is the very best, like nobody ever was. Eight regions conquered and explored, championships lost and won, and the grandest title of them all.
Finally, A Pokemon Master.
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The light from the computer screen illuminated the dark room. Strained fingers typed mindlessly away at the sticky keyboard below. Crushed cans of nameless energy drinks were scattered around, behind, stop and below his desk. Garbage littered the area around the overflowing trash can in the corner of the small office space.
He brushed the greasy hair that hung from his loosened bun and scratched at his face. The emails and phone calls were endless. Alola was collapsing at the seems, both politically and economically.
As the regional professor, naturally, he was called about in the time in crisis. Not only had he momentarily stepped up and assumed the position of the region's leader, given that the role had been recently voided, he was also the only one left with any major political sway, given he had been the one to establish the league.
Prior to starting Alola's league, the four islands mostly operated independently of each other. The nation itself is rather small, and is mainly a tourist hub for those traveling. The actual population was so small that any major government, for the most part, had failed to be established. There was a disconnect between the islands, and that made it difficult to have operations that intricately weaved them together. They mostly relied on independent industries to maintain law and order, and for the most part it remained stable. Given the natural environment, and culture surrounding Alola, crime rates were low, and business could mostly operate out of trust and minimal licensing.
For years the islands prospered without outside influence. While the technology evolved with the times, the people and ideals did not. Not fully being connected to the outside world, Alola developed strangely alongside the rest of the world. Pokemon battling especially differed.
Kukui was always passionate about battling, and his travels across the world had taught him so much about it all operates outside of the Alolan bubble.
Globally, everything was decided via a pokemon battle. It was the universal language that everyone spoke. if there was ever a disagreement, it would almost always be setted with a quick pokemon battle. This would also end up becoming the way official and political business would get settled.
The League is a global wide organization with their roots in every region, with the exception of Alola. Back when they were becoming established, they only felt the need to focus on the major parts of the world, and failed to properly sink their claws into the more rural and isolated regions of the globe.
Kukui could recognize that it was a rather elementary way of solving disputes, but it was a better solution then pokemon warfare, which had plagued the world for centuries before finally ceasing only a few short decades ago. No matter what, both good and bad people would find a way to exploit pokemon in order to use for their own gain, and the modern system established solved a lot of the issues that came with war. While the ethics of continuing to use pokemon to solve problems could easily be argued, it was ultimately a lot less bloody.
