After a brief, deathly silence, the atmosphere at the Silver Conference venue exploded like a powder keg struck by a spark.
On the enormous LED screen, the Pokémon modified beyond recognition, their vacant, numb eyes, the cold mechanical implants in their bodies, and the blue-and-white emblems representing the Pokémon League formed a moving tableau of bloodshed and irony.
Then a disguised voice, husky yet deeply resonant, rang through every corner of the venue over the public address system.
"Trainers, friends who love Pokémon."
"I'm sorry to interrupt this celebration, which should have belonged to glory and dreams, in this way."
"But I believe true glory should never be built on lies and blood."
The voice paused, giving everyone a brief moment to digest those words.
"What you see on the screen is not some horrifying movie effect, but inhumane atrocities unfolding every minute, every second, beneath the Pokémon League's shadow."
"They, the Pokémon League that has always proclaimed 'justice' and 'peace,' are using the cruelest methods under the banner of 'for the future' to turn living beings into emotionless killing machines that know only how to obey orders."
"They strip Pokémon of their sense of pain and erase their souls, all to satisfy their own filthy desire for control over absolute power."
"Now, tell me, does a Pokémon League like this still deserve your trust? Is this kind of 'justice' still the justice you seek?"
The voice ended with a soft sigh steeped in mockery.
The entire venue descended into madness.
"Liars! The Pokémon League is full of liars!"
"Give us an explanation! What happened to those Pokémon?!"
"Monsters! You're all monsters in human skin!"
In the stands, ordinary Trainers and citizens from around the world seethed with outrage. They hurled their drink bottles, popcorn buckets, cheering sticks, and everything