Pocket Data Master

What does it feel like? !

What does it feel like? !

What does it feel like? !

Dark, gloomy, deep, and even...

"Dream!!"

The ice-cold scream containing intense emotions resounded, pulling the temple out of some kind of spiral abyss.

Dian's whole body trembled, and his hair grew cold. It felt as if someone had covered his head, tied his limbs, and then his whole body was put into a sack and sunk into the dark and cold deep sea with heavy objects.

Everything is swallowed up by the darkness around him, and every bit of it is gone. There is even an addictive feeling that makes people endlessly nostalgic.

This is,

Darkrai?

Is this the nightmare god?

He looked around again and realized that at this moment, whether it was an elegant gentleman, a lady with luxurious makeup, a slumped-looking member of Team Rocket, or even the Nidokings who had returned to freedom...

These creatures that were originally exuding vitality all fell on the deck, letting the cold water wash away their dull faces.

That's right, at this moment, in all directions, there are numb bodies lying on the ground, each one seems to have been taken care of by a skilled makeup artist, ready to be pushed into the palace of eternal sleep at any time.

Dian didn't need to look at the secret room. He knew that he was probably the only survivor on this unknown cruise ship.

It is extremely ironic that the reason why he was not completely pulled into the nightmare for a moment and gave the dream monster a chance to wake him up was because of the aura of Darkrai ten years later in his body.

He took a deep breath and felt every cell in his body tremble, "Haha...haha..."

"Hahaha, hahaha!!"

He laughed uncharacteristically, so exaggeratedly that he held his stomach. The entire cruise ship was laughing, and the whole sea area nearby seemed to be the only one whose laughter was echoing.

More than a minute later, Dian suddenly straightened up and suppressed the smile on his face. He closed his eyes and felt the sea breeze floating around him and the endless wailing melody.

He could see the scenes clearly.

When the armored chrysalis struggled to break out of its shell, it discovered that there was another layer of shell outside it, one after another, never ending; when the prince believed that defeating the dragon would save the princess, he found that the princess and the dragon were hugging each other. ; This is impossible to ask for.

Bobo, who hated the big-billed bird the most, discovered that he had evolved into a big-billed bird when he was happily evolving. He was driven out by the group, ridiculed by relatives and friends, and stayed with the "self" he hated the most, for the rest of his life; two people Young men and women who hate each other get married because of their family background, and suffer day and night; this is a meeting of resentment and hatred.

A young man who hopes his hard-working parents will be happy in their later years works day and night, but when they finally return home, they find an empty house; two Pokémon who love each other face each other across a cliff because of the feud between their ethnic groups; this is love and separation.

"That doesn't seem to be your cup of tea."

Dian rubbed the corners of his eyes. This scene was more than just seeing it. The emotions of the various characters in the picture were completely crushed like one-sided malice.

"Dream……"

The dream demon has now returned to its original state, but has no appetite at all in the face of the rich emotions around her.

This is not the 'fear' she likes to know, but the 'abandoned thing'.

Creatures fear because of hope, and hope because of fear.

Precisely because we can't get what we want, resentment and hatred are met, and love is separated, we reach out angrily.

It is precisely because our eyes are full of tragedy that we are alert to a positive life.

It’s just because I like it that I tease it.

Ghost is like this,

The same goes for dream monsters.

However, the emotion surrounding me at this moment is not like this. It is not the hope born out of fear, but the emotion of abandonment.

Dian glanced at the candlelight spirit hiding behind his feet, then took out the elf ball and took it back.

He has seen many tourists in the haunted house, some experiencing horror and some seeking relaxation. All of these people showed a sincere smile when they walked out of the haunted house.

This is the smile that sees hope, seizes life, and moves toward the future.

‘That’s what haunted houses are about, that’s what we as people are worth. ’

Dian laughed again, "If it's not over, how can we have repeat customers?"

"A nightmare that you can't wake up from is not a nightmare, it's just pain."

He shook his head, and then looked at the black Kirishima in front of him with a solemn expression.

This was completely different from the nightmare god he knew.

Darkrai, the ‘Nightmare God’, is rumored to bring nightmares to all living beings.

However, just like Absol, who is called a 'disaster beast', he actually predicts disasters.

Darkrai's 'nightmare' is more of a foreboding dream, informing the dreamer of future dangers.

This is also the origin of his name as 'god', not 'nightmare demon'.

Similarly, Darkrai is generally the target of Cresselia, the God of Dreams.

However, in fact, the island in front of us, including the nearby sea area, and all living things in the sea area have been dragged into the eternal nightmare, enduring all kinds of extremely real tragedies.

Dang, Dang, Dang, Dang...the illusory solemn sound is still echoing.

Woo, woo, woo, woo... The figure in a dream is still wailing.

Woo!

The cruise ship is still moving towards the black Kirishima ahead, as if it is completely dominated by invisible force.

However, the temple is also standing at the head of the cruise ship, quietly watching one of the seven Kanto islands getting closer and closer.

Woo!

The cruise ship slowly sailed into the black fog, and then quietly docked next to a port.

Step, step, step... Dian touched the cautious dream demon above his head, then arranged the elf ball in his hand again, and walked towards the port below.

Quiet and lonely, this is the atmosphere of this island today.

Every house near the port was lit with lamps, and the lights on the streets were as bright as day.

However, there was not a single figure, not even a Pokémon.

There is no imaginary conflict between the locals and Team Rocket, and no noisy supply reserves.

"What does Darkrai want?"

Dian asked to himself, and now Team Rocket seems to have become Darkrai's collection.

However, the strange thing is that what benefit does Darkrai do to him, except that it will attract more trainers.

"Dream!"

Suddenly a red light flashed in the dream demon's eyes, and in conjunction with the faint light from the ruby ​​on his chest, he cast a black gaze.

This time she didn't give in at all. After all, no one knew what would happen on this island filled with Darkrai's power.

Two pure black pupils with no whites suddenly stared into the distance. Dark red chains stretched out from the void and violently collided with a blue pupil.

"Do you always have such a strange way of greeting others?"

The familiar voice sounded again.