To be continued… in the dumpster behind reality.
The choice is yours, Scrap.
In the year 20XX, the endless greed of Team Rocket’s successor, Neo-Consortium, succeeded where all others failed. They didn't try to catch legendary Pokémon or reshape the universe. They simply caught everything —every Rattata, every Pidgey, every stray Magikarp—and processed them into a new kind of energy: .
She opens her palm. Inside is a Poké Ball that has been crushed flat, yet still glows with a malevolent, pulsing light.
Halfway to the Nexus Core, you encounter .