Farewell, Xerneas

Time was the cure that washed away all things, yet at certain times, it was a poison that only grew more potent.

Three thousand years—a span long enough for a family to endure for a hundred generations—had left Floette living only in endless longing for AZ.

In that era, before the concept of Trainers existed and Pokémon were still called "magical beasts," the bond between this human and Pokémon had surpassed worldly imagination.

Love or hate alone could no longer describe it. They had become indispensable parts of each other's lives.

So, three thousand years later, when Floette heard that AZ was still alive, hope rekindled in her heart.

Perhaps she had yet to forgive what AZ had done three thousand years ago, but Floette knew that she wanted to see AZ again.

Floette looked at Xia Chen with a complicated expression and asked, "Do you know where he is?"

Xia Chen's answer was rather subtle. "I don't know his exact location, but I know his current circumstances."

Floette froze. "What does that mean?"

Xia Chen explained, "Maybe violence runs in their family. AZ has a descendant named Lysandre, and his dream is also to destroy the world using the Ultimate Weapon. Only AZ knows where the key to the Ultimate Weapon is, so his own descendant imprisoned him."

Floette hurriedly said, "Take me to save him!"

"Don't panic. He won't die, and Lysandre still needs something from him. He won't do anything to AZ."

Onlookers saw more clearly. Xia Chen knew that before Lysandre achieved his goal, he definitely would not harm AZ.

"I'll take you to find AZ. Of course, when the time comes, you'll have to help us destroy the Ultimate Weapon."

After a long stretch of buildup, Xia Chen finally revealed his true intentions and offered