Raindrops frantically pore down from the sky as black umbrellas slowly moved towards the centre of a graveyard

as the people watched the 3 neatly placed coffins sat there, getting consumed by rain.

some of the people there couldn't hold back their sadness as they wept, each looking at the separate coffins with sadness

"Grandfather, what's wrong?" An innocent boy looked towards the coffins with curiosity "Wheres mother, father and big sis?"

The old man stood there, looking towards the coffins with a sad expression

"They are in a better place....." The man sighed, looking towards the boy

"COOL!" The boy squealed "I want to go there too!"

"We shall all go there one day my boy." The man said, turning away from the coffins and putting his hand on the boy's shoulder "Yes we shall."

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And as he said, he went there too

Looking at the body of the one he loved getting escorted out of the room, Cyril stood there with a blank expression

Remembering the scene in his head, he looked at the Phantump that was there to comfort him, or, trying too

"Phantump..." It said with sadness, knowing that the grandpa was its trainers best friend

It was a long walk from the Hospital to the Pokecenter

Stopping halfway, Cyril watched as the family walked past, sharing an ice cream

Putting his hands in his pocket, he walked towards his home, a run down Day centre that his parents owned

Feeling energy envelop him, Cyril Put out his hand with a smile, watching as the ever-familiar memories popped up

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The scene showed Daycare, bustling with life and Pokemon

A man and a woman could be seen taking care of the pokemon and doing the customer's orders respectively

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With the woman suddenly falling, the man dashed up to her

"Don't push yourself too hard!" He frowned, looking towards her pregnant belly "You will hurt yourself!"

"I know," She said with a stubborn smile "But this daycare cant run itself" She smiled, flexing her muscles

With a laugh, they both got back to work.

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Cyril looked towards the scene with a smile

Feeling the Power enveloping him fade, he walked into the daycare centre and sighed

Grabbing his notebook, he scribbled down what he saw in his notepad, which was full to the brok with different memories that he could see

One day, he touched a powerful Psychic-type pokemon on accident, leading towards him having "Visions" now and then

scribbling down the contents of his book, he wrote down his conspiracy theory about it

"Showing mother and father working, the daycare was at its peak." He scribbled down "I wasnt born, and neither was my older sister leading me to think that it was 20 years ago."

The time between visions only seemed to digress as it slowly moved backwards in time

Putting down the notebook and hiding it, Cyril looked towards the Phantump that was winging for food

"yeah yeah, I hear you." Rolling his eyes, he moved towards the kitchen, before preparing some food for the Phantump who was looking eagerly at the food

Hearing the door go, Cyril said

"Serena, what did I see about knocking before you burst in?"

He was met by childish giggling as a familiar girl suddenly came in, her Fennekin saying hello to Phantump

Looking at the mood Cyril was in, her giggling stopped as she looked towards him with sadness in her eyes

"Im sorry for your lost" She sighed "I know how much he meant to you."

turning off the cooker and handing some food to Phantump, Cyril turned around and looked at her

"Thanks," Cyril said, before going into the dining room

"I need to go now." Serena said, hurriedly stating "I only came to check you were ok." Looking at her watch, she sighed "Ah shoot im going to be late for Ryhorn racing!"

Shooting out, Cyril looked towards Phantump, who was eating his food

Gripping the key to the basement his grandfather gives him on his deathbed, Cyril looked at it and wondered

"Should I?" With a frown, he considered doing something that his grandfather told him to do after he died "Damn, he was always a secretive old man."

With a frown, looked towards the locked door that led to the basement

With the key near him, he clicked his tongue and moved towards the dusty door

Cyril only saw him go in the basement once, but he couldn't see what lies in it

slowly clicking the key into the door and twisting, Cyril was met by a gust of Dust

Coughing and slowly making the way into the centre of the room, he saw a small Shrine, with a spring puddle near it

Looking at the clear water that was near the shrine-like object, Cyril said with a confused expression

"How?"

The amount of dust in here would make the Small pond extremely dirty, so why does it look so clear and refined?

Near the shrine, there was a small pressure plate-like object with a symbol on it, Causing Cyril's interest to spike

"What's this?"

Slowly walking towards the pressure plate and looking at the stone circle with countless symbols on it, Cyril slowly moved towards it

He could feel something to tell him to walk on it. He didn't know what it was, but it felt like his instincts were hurrying him to walk on it

Not trusting it, Cyril put out his hand, being enveloped by the same energy as before