Hoopa of Desert City

At night, the Pokémon in the cave lay beside Hu Yang and drifted into dreams.

Hu Yang looked at Tyrunt and Goodra pressed against him, then at Pancham resting against the wall some distance away. Seeing that they were all safe and sound made his heart feel warm.

What had he come to this world for?

Hu Yang had pondered that question long ago.

Was it to become an exceptionally powerful Trainer?

Was it to keep catching Pokémon here and complete the Pokédex?

Neither.

More than any of that, Hu Yang simply wanted to meet different Pokémon and live here alongside them.

Perhaps that was the meaning of his existence in this world.

Hu Yang gently stroked Tyrunt's big head.

In its sleep, Tyrunt smacked its lips unconsciously, apparently dreaming of a grand feast.

"Sleep," Hu Yang whispered.

At that moment, Arceus, who had been resting with its eyes closed, suddenly opened them. It lifted a hoof and walked out of the cave, looking in a certain direction outside.

Hu Yang paused at the sight and asked, "What is it?"

Arceus gazed into the distance and said calmly, "A little one is about to break through its seal and awaken."

"Hm?"

"I think you should be quite familiar with it." Arceus turned back.

At those words, the image of a Pokémon instantly appeared in Hu Yang's mind.

A small Pokémon, pink and gray.

It had a braid on top of its head and two upward-curving horns on either side, each adorned with a golden ring. There was also a ring pattern on its forehead, and it always wore a mischievous grin.

Hoopa.

"Are you going over?" Arceus asked.

Hu Yang thought for a moment. "No, we'll just wait here."

Because as the story progressed, Shadow Hoopa, after escaping from the