DATA_LOG

March 17th, 1997

Today, I have been granted by Emperor Gaspard as well as the scientific community as a whole entrance of permission to the enlistment of the Atmosian Sciences and Mechanicalists Pursuit Curriculum Foundation. As such, it is my duty, as an aspiring Technician and Scientist that I keep a log of my most important of decisions and happenings. I'll be keeping two versions of this log: one of more acute findings and research that I find would bore more people, and another, more abridged version that cuts out some of my lesser research notes in favor of the bigger findings. My colleagues- Ervan in particular- are saying that keeping two of said logs is logically impractical, and that said use of my time could be spent instead on research and engineering. To them, I say, what if someone found my logs, and replicated what I did with my research notes to its fullest degree, without permission of patents or going against common Atmosian laws of civil rights? Maybe I just want to keep around an extra log of my past for passer-bys to flick on whilst staring at a monitor and think "Wow, that guy was a pretty smart guy, I wish I could be as smart as he", but DON'T want them to actually become as smart as me or take shortcuts to that smartness? Well, that's going to happen someday, and I just know it! Who's laughing now, Ervan!

...It should be recorded that I haven't dedicated any of today to science research, only to that possible outcome at a future point in time. Dr. Zealunt out.



July 26th, 1997

Today I brought up a small possibility to the Science Community's attention: what if we used the power of the Frozen Flame in the center of our facility's power department to 'enhance' our resident's learning capabilities?

As you know, for longer than recorded history has taught us, the Frozen Flame has been responsible for many of our Empire's greatest evolutions: first and foremost, its simple presence was more than capable of allowing us to evolve beyond the meager minds of simple pokemon. Every day, we strive to learn more about our world that we haven't already learned, and hope to one day advance to a state of intelligence where we can explore the planet just beyond our orbit, "Earth", a planet we have begun feeling maybe knows of our prescence, as well...and the pokemon of the surface? They haven't even mastered sea travel yet! Maybe one day, simple-minded creatures...More than that, the Frozen Flame is responsible for keeping our Continent in the sky...in the sky where it rightfully belongs. And it has tremendous power, too! Nobody could forget how the Mana Cannon was used to utterly destroy Chronis only 15 years ago to this day. Such power can never be looked down upon.

Whilst a few members of the Science community think it's a good idea, most turn down on it due to the fact that tampering with something keeping us afloat is a very grave idea. I do admit, it is a bit risky, but with something factually proven and recorded to enhance the evolution of our kind...it must be worth looking into at some point. My only hope is that nobody gets the wrong ideas for my idea and uses it for something we may regret...



January 12th, 1998

It took a lot of convincing on my part, and the few who thought my idea was solid, but I finally have Gaspard's permission to try my experiment out. At least, authorization on the part. I'd still need to make some sort of device that would allow for one to 'absorb' the power of the Frozen Flame without debilitating themselves from an overdose of power...or, well, becoming god. There's a good reason we almost never use its power, after all, and with great power comes great responsibility...

I would test these experiments with the Light Seed in the Light Shrine instead, if I could, but nobody's been able to open that up since...well, the beginning of time? The only reason anyone knows there's something of worth there is due to several reports, both from ancient history and many of our most trustworthy psychic advisors. Maybe rambling on about history and psychics is a bit silly in a science log, but when most of our recorded history was recorded by scientific geniuses such as ourselves...how can we go wrong?

I'll begin working on a solution to this conundrum post-haste.



March 14th, 2000

My research has hit a stand-still. I've figured out a way to moderate the doses of energy from the Frozen Flame in an equalized manner without having the person over-exposed: a manner of pod that has several wires linked up to the Frozen Flame's containment room, that distributes its energy into the person's body in a concentrated manner. But...it's evenly distributed. So the person doesn't just get smarter...they also get stronger, too. Extremely strong. This...isn't exactly what I had in mind.

What I strived for was an ability to make someone smarter But while I succeeded in my goal, I inadvertently created the fastest way to make a super-soldier. And this is NOT a concept I trust in the face of an Empire that wiped an entire civilization of dragons off the face of Mysidia. I can figure out a solution to this, but it may take years...and if someone found out this information by then?

And that's not the end of it. There could be other side-effects, too. Dangerous ones. But I worry that a pursuit in power would cause people to lose sight of that danger, and by the time it becomes militarized for whatever reason, I fear it may be too late.

...I've decided. I'll take the procadure on, myself. I won't tell anyone about the full abilities it inflicts. And I guess I would have to avoid any and all physical exams, haha. But if I can come up with a workaround in far less time, maybe...

Is my pursuit of knowledge just as bad as their pursuit of power? Probably. But I know in the end, I'll be vindicated by history for these actions. I can only hope my research stays secret just a little longer.



September 17th, 2000

The machine is finally ready. After some months of careful persuasion, I have managed to hook up a pod to the Frozen Flame's resting place. I won't describe how the procedure goes here in great detail, not in my abridged logs. I honestly doubt I'll be displaying this for public viewing anymore...no. It's just to keep me sane. Like I have someone I have to tell these secrets to without worry of deceit. But I don't want anyone else to ever go through with this procedure.



September 18th, 2000

The procedure worked. I think. I feel...somewhat smarter. And...stronger. Or perhaps it is just a placebo effect. I've told everyone that I would conduct my own physical recordations, under the excuse that I could give off radiation from the pod, as it was untested. Nobody would question me, of course. I am the greatest living scientist this world has ever known. At least, I had better. Or my hopes and claims will all have been for naught.



October 18th, 2000

It's been a month since the procedure. I...haven't found a solution. Sure, I can lift at least 10x more than I could before, and if I wasn't trying to mask my physical strength, that would come in REAL handy for mechanical work, but my brain muscles feel hardly any stronger than they did before. I can't really be sure if it's placebo or not, I was pretty smart before all of this, after all. Maybe it's just a sense of self?

Perhaps I simply need to look through my notes again, find something I looked over...

December 21st, 2000

They found out I faked the medical reports. And that the blood/urine samples I gave as evidence were much too aged. Honestly, I'm shocked it took the legal department so long to look that over. Just another thing this stupid Empire needs to get straight.

And I know what their faults are. I feel so much more intelligent than I did 3 months ago. If I had the time, resources, or even the desire anymore, I could've taken us to the other planet and back by now. But now they want to fire me...and I do guess I deserve it. After all, I lied to them about the possible applications of my latest work, and of course now they want to weaponize said work.

Do consider me impressed, though- Gaspard looked over the details of potential risks, and doesn't want any of his people hurt anymore than I do. So he's worked out a compromise of sorts- I stay under supervision for an unspecified amount of time to monitor the Frozen Flame's effect on my body, and if no long-term consequences are deemed, then they'll begin trying the experiment on others...and it seems Gaspard himself volunteered. I don't imagine it's for wisdom, though.

Some of our colleagues discussed possibly using "my" brand of super-soldiers to take over the other countries of the world, and expand our Empire. We should be thankful that our abilities to keep our population and livestock in check granted us such long life, and that Lord Rayquaza even bothers still gifting us with periodical freshwater rains for our drinking purposes.

I do believe I'm just rambling about our history now to someone who, well, gets it. I mean, the odds of a non-Atmosian reading this...hysterical, right?



February 23rd, 2001

Tried seeing if I could get into the Light Shrine somehow. The magic barrier covering it isn't just above-surface, either: I made some seismology tests, and it turns out it goes underground as well.

How did I do seismology tests on something as immaterial as magic? Well. That's a trade-secret. Sorry.



August 2nd, 2001

Well, this is...peculiar.

Apparently our long-standing expectations were broken today when a group of pokemon suddenly...appeared on the edge of our floating continent. two infant Ralts, a young Treecko, a relatively hardy Charizard, an Accelgor, a Riolu, an Arcanine...Most surprisingly, they all knew Atmese. Or, the ones old enough to. They aid they spoke Blankese. Since there's no identified difference so far, I'm beginning to think there's a common language here in all of this.

The Charizard, Orion, claimed to have come from a far-away region that our geologists have figured out to be Blankis. Quite a whiles away, though it should be mentioned this is the first recorded incidence of a Pokemon having come to Atmos from the ground level....barring a shady recording or two from 1637.

According to their reports, they had set sail from their homeland of Blankis off the port town of Greanor in a Westerly direction. After some days of sailing, they found themselves in a dense fog, and...that was the last thing any of them remember. Based on their records, the community has come to a whole on believeing them to have sailed into the Triangulum, a noted spot of weirdness on the edge of the Lazulian Sea. Since none of our Scientists are able to directly reach it, let alone the surface, there are no confirmations. Only rumors. Some people think this is some form of omen from Lord Rayquaza, for forsaking our neighbors. Such thoughts are...possibly founded, even moreso on logic than anything...

What's really trying is the people's desire to imbue them with the power of the Frozen Flame. Since they're not citizens, they're looked down on as lower-class slobs with as much intelligence as their livestock, or the fish in the sea. As such, them suffering any side-effects is not seen as a risk. And...well, the Arcanine. Chuck. He's...a surprisingly smart individual. Apparently he acted as charter for their ship. They don't know a lot about navigation, but they had an incredibly-detailed map of their own homeland, and had at least 2/3rds of Verdania completely mapped out. He seemed worried, though. Not about their ship being missing, but more importantly, one of their crew members was missing. A young Tepig by the name of Faris, I hear...

Gaspard is wholly against the idea, of course. All who live in Atmos are citizens, after all. And he's been against this whole idea of using the Frozen Flame for the purposes of empowering our army, too. Seems he's a man of reason, like I- what need do we have for war with millions of years of peace on our belts? I mean, I could rule this Empire better, but whereas I have the wisdom, he has the experience...that's not something I can match.

...I wonder if the Frozen Flame granted me an extended life span? I never even considered that.


September 18th, 2001

One year later, and I still haven't found a proper method for simply enhancing the mind from Frozen Flame influence. I came up with several possible theories- keeping the head locked in a separate chamber, putting blood transfusers directly into the head...but it just sort of...seeps. If not outright exploding. At least, that's what I keep THINKING might happen. I'd...never have the resolve to test any of this on a living subject without at least a 99% chance of success...no, 100% chance. I don't like taking risks...that's just something I have to live with.

Earlier today, I was incredibly frustrated, and very greatly considered throwing myself into the chamber again. Transfuse myself with more of the Frozen Flame's power. But...Chuck talked me out of it. He's a really sweet guy, that Chuck...saying I was more than smart enough than is, saying I could figure this out without help...



September 30th, 2001

I am cancelling the project. I believe my pursuit of our knowledge is what led us into this mess in the first place. It took a long time for anyone in the sciences community to trust me again with my decisions, and...well...

I'll be deleting any files, Log notes, and burning...shredding...eating, if I must, any papers that describe the details of the project, and will be dismantling the Chamber that I had used, keeping the separate parts in a safe only I know the location of. I can't discard them, not even destroying them is enough...anyone with a degree in reverse-engineering could figure it out...My only hope is that, if by some chance someone DOES re-build it after I'm done, their body explodes from over-exposure to the Frozen Flame...

October 1st, 2001

...My Log journal was copied. Not the abridged one. The one with all the specifications. I had deleted it last night, but my computer says that it was apparently copied onto a separate ADS-Drive. Nobody has access to my computer, under any circumstances...except.

October 2nd, 2001

I confronted Chuck about the whole thing, and he says he doesn't know what happened. I honestly doubt he could use a computer, much less copy an entire Data Log. Or even figure out my encrypted password...in any case, I let Gaspard know that I deleted all the files relating to the project, so it couldn't be replicated. I don't know what he'll tell the people, but...he seems pleased. It's been a hard life for our Blankis guests to live with the fear of having to undergo something...truly horrible, but at least I can live with the safety of mind that they won't become inadvertent victims of my pursuits of knowledge anytime soon.

The Royal Psychic Sigmus seemed to be prattling on about something as I was leaving. I do wonder what that was about, it takes a lot to get that old Sigilyph on edge...



April 5th, 2002

Gaspard has been...different these past few weeks

He's been a lot more private and hard to get a hold of, plus when I DID finally see him just today, he seemed to be in a rush to get me out of the room as soon as he could. Even Crimson, whom is normally so calm and collected around the Emperor, seemed...well, unsure? He wasn't in the throne room with him as usual, rather just...guarding the door. I feel almost bad for him, really. Same for Orion: turns out I managed to see the most of the king between the two of them. And they're the Captain of the Guard!

Well...there's something else. As odd as it was, that WASN'T Gaspard. Gaspard has a wheeze to his voice, he rarely ever makes any facial expressions, and his left ear has the very slightest of dents. But, this Black Blaziken...he spoke with perfect clarity, he was extremely irate, and...well, I couldn't check his left ear, but something tells me there's something more up than just an illness...



April 12th, 2002

I just know something is up with the Emperor, but I simply have no idea how to go about this. As much as they're worried, Crimson and Orion would never turn on their Monarch, and not on my whims. Well, Orion might. Crimson never would. I don't believe that Infernape and I ever WERE on good terms, anyways. I'm starting to be a little fearful, though. What if...there's an off-chance this could pertain to my Data Logs being copied?



May 16th, 2002

So 'Gaspard' asked of me a favor: create for him a robotic duplicate of himself.

...Kay?



June 16th, 2002

Today Emperor Gaspard announced- publically- that Project Astro would commence. Project astro being...well, my failed project. Select members of society would be souped up using the Frozen Flame's power to create the first breed of "super-soldiers".

I know why he would do this. Gaspard would never do this. That...man. He's not Gaspard. I don't have any proof, but...it's not him. It can't be him.

Several of the Blankis explorers- Ryuka, Orion, and Siegfried- have been put under detainment, as well as Crimson's older son, Azure. He's already spoken to me in private about the whole thing, even giving them codenames- Alkaid, Algol, Vega...Alphecca...he's considering putting himself as the first to go in with the project, and calling himself "Sirius". He seemed...surprised I was put through the project already, and...I don't think he knew I deleted all of the files on it. Or if he did, he must have been lying.

...I want no part in this. It has to be stopped. But...I'm one of the only few that suspects a thing. Chuck and Vincent would help, they haven't been detained, thankfully...but that's hardly enough. Crimson is too...honored of his son's selection to suspect something is up. I do not believe there is anything I can do. I have the wisdom...but I don't have the experience. I can't take down an entire empire, and I would never be justified in doing so just for the sake of stopping progress, if only for a moment.

I shall do the near-impossible: leave Atmos. I have been working on a bit of a device down in my lab for a while for such an occasion, after Orion brought up the possibility of him and his crew returning home. It should allow for me to speak directly to Rayquaza down in the clouds below, that hide our presence from the discovery of others. If I could just ask for a way out...



June 22nd, 2002

Crimson was proclaimed dead today. Apparently he reportedly jumped off the edge of Atmos after a heated confrontation with Cerulia about their son Azure. Supposedly she's worried something might happen with Cyan...I don't get it, though. Why Azure? Why not Crimson?

This whole situation is driving the Empire into madness.



June 23rd, 2002

I have made arrangements with Rayquaza. It may be possible for us to land on the island of Lazuli, which is just below Atmos around this time of millenia. I will be leaving with Chuck, and the very young Cyan. Cerulia heard we were making our way out of Atmos, and while I really don't wish to attract more attention than need be, Rayquaza made it very prominent that I take him with me. Supposedly he's the greatest hope of the world below for dealing with Lavos, which I've been told is foretold to wake sometime in the next few decades...or sooner. It's hard for Atmosian scientists to conduct seismology tests on a planet they've never set foot on. But maybe I'll be the first.

Chuck is INCREDIBLY dissapointed that I haven't tried to save his friends, or tell the people of the truth, but I'm afraid if I do, I would be putting ourselves at risk. I'm told Cyan is...important, and I believe my intelligence is important, too. So it's top priority that we make our way out of Atmos...I can only hope Joseph and Josephine are in safe hands with Vincent.

I will still be keeping logs of my journey on the surface...it's incredibly scary to think just how different the world below is going to be. But...they'll be short logs. I have with me a battery-powered journal which should run fine for around 15-20 years, but with minimal battery consumption it could last decades longer. And since there's no Frozen Flames down there to keep it charged, I'll need to conserve that battery...



June 25th, 2002

Successfully made our way through the Sky Tower down to Lazuli. The islanders are...not intelligent. Huge difference to Atmos and apparently Blankis.



June 27th, 2002

Met a cute Lopunny today. Shiny, in fact. Meets quite an astute amount of good measurements. Too bad she doesn't understand English. But they do speak a language, and perhaps I could learn it.



June 29th, 2002

Built a small raft that should take us across the land south to Forestia. Chuck is...still depressed about the fate of his shipmates, but excited on the process of inter-continental travel, possibly to locale that can speak English.

I did learn just enough Lazulian to say goodbye to the Lopunny- K'wa, as she's called in her language. I told her I'd be back for her someday...

We decided to leave Cyan in her care. I just know he's going to grow up to be a big, strong Samurott someday...



September 8th, 2002

After months of being on the sea, we arrived on a small island far off the coast of Forestia. There's two pokemon here- a Latios and Latias. At this point, Chuck and I are desperate...

September 24th, 2002

After living a few weeks with the Lati, we were able to convince them to give us a ride to Forestia. This land...it is nice. So many trees...grass as far as the eye can see...it is breathtaking beyond words, to be here after being stuck on a miserable rock all of your life. I can see why some in our empire desire expansion.

Some pokemon here can speak Atmosian, too. And they asked where we came from. We said...the seas beyond. And they seemed to have no clue there were other lands beyond the sea. They thought we DID come from the sea. Chuck chuckled. He said that's what he would've thought, too...

October 2nd, 2002

Met a Breloom today. Uriel. He had big ambitions. Just like us. He wanted to set sail with us, to other lands...but we still wanted to explore Forestia some more. Maybe one day.



October 15th, 2002

Found an odd ruin not far from the Pokemon settlement. It looked just like the Light Shrine back home, except...greener. There's a green barrier surrounding it. Perhaps it is another of the 8 shrines long foretold to be scattered across the world?



December 3rd, 2002

We explored the denser, inner forests of Forestia. Ureil apparently met up with a wild Nuzleaf. Even though she's a wild pokemon, he was completely smitten with her beauty. I told him to drop it. He couldn't. He wanted to marry, the loaf.

I wonder...can Wild Pokemon learn to love like us?



March 25th, 2003

Been making great strides in teaching Arl the ways of life for modern pokemon. Turns out, she loves Ureil just as much as he does. Who knew? She's grasping Atmo-...English quite well. Do all wild Pokemon have this capability to learn? Have all wild pokemon just never been given the purpose nor reason to? What defines us from wild pokemon? I must know the answer.



May 24th, 2003

Uriel, Chuck and I have gotten curious of the forest, to the point of exploring it from one edge of the continent to the other. It's just...MASSIVE.



June 15th, 2003

Began our exploration into the dense unkown.



October 4th, 2003

Using Arl's knowledge of the forest, we managed to navigate our ways to its dead-center. At least, I hope so. We'll be setting up camp here for the meantime. Between my wisdom, Chucks' power, Arl's experience, and Ureil's courage, nothing can stand in our way.

...I only wish I could have said the same a little over a year ago.



October 26th, 2003

Thought I saw Celebi.

I must be mistaken.

Our journey continues.



March 11th, 2004

Finally, we reached the edge of the continent. Arl is anxious.

It's very distant, but another continent can be seen from the steep cliffs that we stand over, leading into a jutting river miles wide.

Acinetos.

...There's no way we can sail there from where we are. We have no choice but to go back.



March 18th, 2004

After a week of doing nothing but fiddling our thumbs in this spot- me passing the time examining some of the wildlife- not wanting to spend another 8 months walking back to civilization, Arl found something. It's a cave, extending down-wards into the ocean...and towards Acinetos.

Is this...an inter-continental passage? Was this a natural-occuring landmark? Did it even lead fully to there? I don't care. I must know where it goes...



March 22nd, 2004

Finished prepping for our journey. Into the cave we go.



July 23rd, 2004

More cave. So dark. Chuck lights the way.

Not much to report.



August 5th, 2004

Was that a Volcanion? It had to be a Volcanion.



September 26th, 2004

Stepped on a Joltik by accident. I tried using this an an excuse to experiment on it. Like digesting a dead frog. I know wild pokemon are still like us, and have feelings, too, so using them for experiments just because is...very much in the wrong.

But this one was dead. And...is it wrong that I use that as an excuse? Every life is sacred, but I'm using this one's to help others. I think.

...Perhaps simply looking around at a dead body a lot isn't much help. Oh, if only I had my equipment...



October 17th, 2004

Finally. Daylight.

We made our way out of the caves. And now, there's mountains as far as the eye can see. Not a far cry from Atmos's expectations of it...

Arl seems unsure of traveling with us this far away from her home. But we can't turn around now...



November 12th, 2004

Finally set up camp along a small valley. Good soil for growing food. There's already quite a few wild pokemon here. They were hostile, at first...then Arl gave them a small talk. It seems wild pokemon speak a common language, too? Who knew.



March 3rd, 2005

We've gone great strides in our attempt to civilize the wild pokemon of the area. We've taught them to retrieve water, find food, build shelter...we've even been making slow progress in teaching them English.

Imagine...an entire civilization of pokemon, born from wild pokemon. I suppose that's how all pokemon start out...but most don't have mothers, or fathers, or even teachers wise enough to teach them all that we know. Perhaps there's really no difference between wild pokemon and civilized pokemon? Perhaps Atmos had been looking down on the world for so long, for all the wrong reasons? If we could teach them what we know, like how the Frozen Flame evolved our brains to our capacity to learn...would that be interfering with the natural order of things?

Oh. This entry is a bit longer than I should have made it. And this isn't science-y in the least. Come to think of it, have I even said anything science-y in a while?

...The pokemon of this settlement have already come up with a name: Cuor.



June 14th, 2005

Ureil and Arl got married today. And I should say, it was a momentous occasion. This place...it really is a nice place to live. They want to have a child, but...how to put it.

Ureil told me earlier today, after he apparently told Arl. His...thing. it's apparently busted. So...it has no life to give.

...No matter. Not a problem science or surgery can't solve!...too bad I don't have access to any of my science tools. And besides, I'm a Biologist, not a botanist!...This might be a problem only magic could solve at the moment. And what is magic, but another form of science?



August 3rd, 2005

Still no answer on the egg-making dilemna. I could think of something, really. But so far, I've come up empty.

I wonder, though...what is the rest of Acinetos like? Is it just as barren? I know Chuck is as curious as I am, but I do not believe Arl and Ureil would wish to travel further with us...



September 5th, 2005

While they both loved life in this quaint village, Arl and Ureil seemed more than happy to continue adventuring with Chuck and I. So tomorrow, we will set off once more. To the people of Cuor...they are an admirable mon. I bid them well in the future.


October 20th, 2005

Found ourselves in a rather antiquated village today. A bit more advanced than the one we had created, even had some of the old charm Atmos had. But...not quite the intelligence. Seemed to be a mostly fighting-based village. We might stay for a while to stock up on supplies.



October 22nd, 2005

Ureil pleaded that we stay for a while longer. It seems he desires to learn some more fighting techniques from the locale. Arl and I are not impressed.



December 1st, 2005

Well, Ureil's done with his training...but like hell I want to be stuck in the mountains during winter. We'd die our death of cold if we did. No, we must wait for the spring, now.

...I totally bet Ureil planned this. He's training more as we speak.



February 9th, 2006

The snow has cleared up, and Ureil seems a LOT more confident with his abilities now. So, we'll be heading out once again. Goodbye, Xiao. You've been a wonderful, if not trying, place to be.



February 15th, 2006

How peculiar. We found a cave today, but there was a barrier placed over the entrance. And it was not unlike the ones over the Light Shrine, and that other shrine in Forestia...

There must be one here, too. A shame my curiosity of the geography and lay of the land overwrites my curiosity of mystical and powerful artifacts, or these two shrines would have delayed our advancement by entire years...possibly decades.

Some things are best left forgotten, forever.



April 2nd, 2006

How curious. After almost two months of eastern travel, we came across a huge crater near the East Coast of Acinetos. It's definitely worth some studying on my part, if not for its unnatural geometry and no prior ties to recorded Atmosian history, so I decided for us to set up camp.



April 3rd, 2006

This is DEFINITELY the cause of a huge meteor, I know it. In fact, if I had to bet a cause for this, I would bet it was the very impact site of Lavos, when it came down millions of years ago. Or maybe I'm being overly hopeful. Who knows.



April 20th, 2006

I haven't told the others this, but I've been able to pick up on trace amounts of...something below the soil here. I picked it up with my seismograph. I do carry one of them everywhere I go, after all. It's a necessity.

...There's definitely trace amounts of concentrated Mana Energy below the surface.



May 1st, 2006

It took a bit of digging, but I managed to scrounge up what I believe to be little crystallized pellets containing Mana Energy...some form of concentrated dosage of life magic itself. And, well...if my hypothesis is correct, this should act like if they were little fragments of the Frozen Flame. Something with a fraction of that power...even just a fraction...what could it do?

I still have that dead Joltik from who-knows how long ago packed with some of my other things in the desire to experiment on it. Sure, the thing's a little beat-up, and...possibly had some extensive surgery, but I wonder what would happen if one introduced such powerful magics to a dead body...possibly nothing.



May 2nd, 2006

Astounding.

The mana energy was able to bring the Joltik back to life. I...did not even think such a feat possible. Sadly, it...is still rather beat up. Seeing it like that...walking around like that, missing so much flesh and limbs and...

...I had to put it out of its misery. It wasn't hard. But I didn't feel good about it. That's the second time I killed something. First by pure accident, and then in the pursuit of science. It feels almost...symbolic.

My exploration group found out, and we ended up burying the poor thing. Far from the crater itself, of course. I contemplated whether we should take some of the crystals for revival purposes, should our journey become too tough. Chuck was opposed to the idea, he didn't something so unknowable and so...alike to the Frozen Flame to be used on him, whilst Arl and Ureil were against it for their own reasons. If they die, they're sure it was meant to be.

I'll be keeping some samples of it, just in case. We'll be setting off early tomorrow.



September 13th, 2006

We've managed to make our way to the edge of the mountain range, and...all we can see ahead of us is desert. I don't know if we're well-equipped enough for this journey. We have plenty of water packed, that I have made sure of, but I somehow get this feeling of dread that we may end up stuck in this desert outside of civilization just as long as we did in Forestia, if not moreso. And our reserves of water may not last nearly as long...

We've gone too far to back down now.



November 17th, 2006

Such an arid desert...so vast. Thought I saw an Oasis. It was just a mirage. Our water is running low...



December 3rd, 2006

Quite a surprise. As we were at the end of our water resources, we came upon a ship sitting still in the desert. Not only that, but there were more than a few pokemon aboard it, along with an odd kid. A Tepig, in fact.

Chuck instantly recognized the ship as the S. S. Greanor, the very ship that set sail all those years ago. So many memories...none of them happy ones. I think I was in the right to travel the world, discovering every little thing about it that I could, though perhaps this entire time I was just trying to escape my responsibility...

The Tepig was, indeed, Faris, and seemed to have this odd orb of sorts. Apparently, she was capable of using it to lift the sands surrounding the very ship, and direct it to wherever she liked. Chuck was...proud, to say the least. And, well, it was rather awe-inspiring. She said she got it from a Groudon whom was watching over her...I must study this ship phenomenon further, to find out just how it got to be here...

December 20th, 2006

The crew of the ship has been extremely accomodating to us these past few weeks. Offering us food, shelter, water, even cartography help. I pondered if I could repair this ship for sea travel, but it seems 'Captain' Faris is opposed to the idea, as are the rest of the ship mates. I don't know why. I could soup this baby up if I had access to my tech. Ah, well. Guess sailing to the far-reaches of Arkturia must remain a pipe dream.

It's amazing, really, how close the Deltine and that continent come to each other...sea travel between the two should be a breeze. But the climate up there is assumably dreadful year-long, and I would hate to lose anyone to the bitter elements. Still, I wonder...what was Chronis like?



January 5th, 2007

It took a LOT of convincing on my part, but we were able to convince Faris to lend us some parts from the ship for use to build our own ship for sailing to Arkturia. She thinks we're crazy, trying to sail to a region that isn't confirmed to exist in her eyes, and even if we did, she says hypothetically, what would we even do there? My child, you don't understand. It's not the destination. It's the journey. And the scientific samples.

Chuck managed to find the love of his life, too. While we were sailing around the desert, he met a cute Ninetales near the Agrivas Settlement. They do, indeed, make a cute couple...

He says he wants to stay here, in Agrivas. He would have a loving wife, Cinder, and live near Faris, whom he could watch over and protect like his own. I won't question him. I never questioned why there were children on that exploration in the first place, nor who's children they were. But...just as much, he thinks we'd be heading to our deaths in Chronis. Given what he's learned of Chronopolis history, there's quite literally nothing there. And while he's glad we pushed on as long as we did, and met so many fantastic pokemon whom we've helped along the way...he says that he's done. I respect his wishes, but I must go on. And it seems Arl and Ureil are with me on this...



March 19th, 2007

We've finished constructing the rafts necessary to make our way across the ocean to Arkturia. Chuck, Cinder and Faris all bid us farewell on our journey abroad...

...I'm really gonna miss Chuck.



May 4th, 2007

After a while at sea, we finally landed at shore of Arkturia. It's dreadfully cold. And the blizzards...they are endless. But onwards we continue.



May 7th, 2007

It was an arduous walk through the cold...and moreso without the warmth of Chuck to guide us...but we finally made it to the edge of the ancient city of Chronis. Supposedly an ancient civilization of Dragon Pokemon lived here, all of whom with intelligence and strength beyond compare...until they were wiped away by Atmos. I still don't understand why. Was it because they knew of our land? Was it because Gaspard deemed it a threat?...No. He was wiser than that. Could it have been...that imposter? The one who took the throne? Perhaps.

The tall walls surrounding the ancient city seemed to go on forever. There was no way to climb over them, nor a way to open them. I can swear I see the image of a Dragonite looming over us, even as I type this message. It's asking us to challenge it. But we are so weak. I fear this may be my last message log. We're simply in no condition to



May 8th, 2007

Somehow...I don't know how...but we survived. Maybe the Dragonite took pity on us? Or perhaps there was another reason. Who knows?

But man. This city is...was...beautiful. So much elegance, and grace. Wonderful craftsmanship. The stone architecture, it was all....

...It was all so dead.

I was simply amazed that there could be a civilization to match our own out there, one with similar hopes and ideals, one with dreams like we had...at least, I think. I'll never really know. Because we wiped them from the face of this Mysidia.

Why. Why, why, WHY?!? So much potential knowldge, so many possibilities to make a connection...gone. My desire to take down Atmos even greater than before...

There's nothing more I can do, though. It's all ancient history.



May 10th, 2007

There's a surprisingly large amount of usable resources here, as dead as this place may be. We should be set for a good amount of time here, Ureil, Arl, and I. But, to be honest...I don't want to be stuck here for the rest of my life. We've decided on heading over to Blankis, since I've mentioned it's awfully close to Arkturia. We'd have to set out on a day the blizzards aren't nearly as strong, but that just doesn't seem likely...



May 15th, 2007

We found another Shrine in the center of the ruined city. It looks to be just like the other two we've come across, as well as that other one...but, odd thing is, there's no barrier protecting it. I wonder...did the people of Atmos destroy it with that Mana Cannon? Along with the rest of the city?

...perhaps they decided against using it's power to open the way to the Light Shrine after seeing what they did here. By Arceus I HOPE that's the explanation for this mess...or at least a better one.

...I've decided to explore the ruins. I don't want to waste my effort figuring out how to get into one that's been locked for eons, but when one's left wide open with nobody guarding the door...



May 16th, 2007

I was wrong about the "nobody guarding it" part.

Terribly wrong.



May 17th, 2007

Finally. It took a lot of willpower, and...at least one instance of Mana Revival on myself (to which I've collected more than my share of scorn from by my two allies), but we defeated the beast guarding the Shrine's inner-most chambers. And what a sight to behold they were. Water seemed to flow freely down from the walls of the yellow sanctum, or...perhaps that was Mana Energy?

At the center of the room was a seed, just as the prophecies all foretold...gleaming in a yellow light. Protecting and hovering over it was an odd sprite of sorts. It looked like a winged double-moon, with the face of a sweet child. It told us that it was Luna, guardian of the Lunar Shrine, and keeper of the Lunar Seed.

It said that, while we were not destined to interact with the seed itself, we still had a purpose to being here. I admitted to only being curious, as a man of science would. To which it gave me a very grim warning: my pursuit of science would end me someday. But...that those pursuits would lead to great revolution and change in the world. I guess I must become a rather great scientist some day, to receive such praise now, but it still concerns me how that was said. I had already died once today. Would my actions really lead to my downfall in the future? Thinking back on it, would I have even lived for anywhere near as long out in the wilderness had I not become so much stronger than I was? Not strong enough to take down an Empire...but strong enough to take on the world.

The sprite said we could use the Lunar Seed to heal ourselves, and we did. It was like taking a relaxing bath in a hot spring surrounding you from all times. And, well...I took a sample of the water from the Mana Shrine. Something tells me Luna knew.



May 18th, 2007

As much fun as it was to go spelunking, it did not help with our being stuck in an ancient city in the middle of a blizzard. But great luck was bestown upon us when we found a relatively light ship with wheels, unused, not far from the Lunar Shrine.

...Arl just came back. She says the snowstorm cleared up significantly.

Looks like Luna's looking out for us.



May 21st, 2007

We've managed to get the boat to the edge of the continent, not far off from Blankis. At least, I THINK it's not far off from Blankis. But then...is it worth heading back there? Chuck was the one who wanted to go there so badly, and he's not with us as of now...is it worth it? Exploring Verdania and Blankis, well...We'd possibly be the first Moms to set foot upon every continent!...besides Polaria. Which we could said down to from Verdania's southern peninsula...

Honestly, at this point, I am simply...spent. Chuck found his place in this world, and...I do fear because of me, Arl and Ureil have lost their place in it, too. And...I would love to head back to Lazuli, and share the tails of my travels...

Perhaps someday, we'll head for Polaria and Verdania. But...at the very least, I owe it to Chuck to tell the take of what happened to his crew.



July 25th, 2007

After two months at sea, we've finally landed shore at Blankis' northern shore. We'll need to keep the ship hidden from the locale...though we did keep it docked somewhat to the eastern corner of the continent. We'll be heading East after this, though Ureil seems antsy about us not traveling further down south to Verdania and Polaria...



July 30th, 2007

We finally made it to the Pokemon Settlement of Greanor, Chuck's place of origin. And I must say, I'm impressed. The stonework these mon are capable of...and the fountain in the center of the settlement...it's not much, but it's definitely a fair bit more stylized than the other settlements we've been to.

We told all of the local pokemon all about our wild travels across the world, and how we even had Chuck accompanying us. We relayed all the fantastic stories of how we established a colony of wild pokemon, how we found the lost ship of the explorers, how we plunged the depths of the Lunar Shrine...and how it all started amongst a floating continent.

A few found the story entertaining, but...most didn't believe us. And if we showed the, our boat as proof of overseas travel, they'd simply want to explore with us. And...I was in no real desire to explore. But something told me they weren't willing to explore, either...not what had apparently happened after their colony's first overseas travel...



July 31st, 2007

Last night the Pokemon, believing us or not, decided to let us lodge at a facility they had at the center of their settlement a Pokemon Explorer Base. Apparently, they run the conductive business of helping out any Pokemon that finds itself in trouble in the vast plains of the continent. Not only that, but they also do several explorations of the southern Verdania continent. They even have a very small base set up along its northern borders...

Ureil and Arl are estatic about this, Ureil especially. The two say they want to explore this corner of the world some more, before settling down. And to be honest, I don't blame them. They were the ones that wanted to continue exploring as Chuck wanted to settle down, so of course a similar issue would arise when I wished to settle down.

It looks like this might be our last time seeing each other.



August 1st, 2007

I said my good-byes to Ureil and Arl. But I have a feeling we'll meet again someday...if only if I feel I may one day be able to grant them the boon of having a child together...somehow...



August 14, 2007

Today, I arrived at a set of islands just off the shore of Blankis. Lopkus islands, I believe they were called.

They weren't exactly much to explore, to be honest, but my curiosity piqued me when I arrived at an orphanage near the shore. The Caretaker was nice, yes, but the reason I bring this up is due to one of the children there- a young Oshawott by the name of Cyan. I don't know how he got there, or why...but he didn't recognize me, nor did he mention anything of his life in Atmos nor Lazuli.

The Caretaker, a Leavanny, said he was just...left on her doorstep one day. No one around to do so. I don't know how or why he ended up here, but...I think the kid might be better off being raised here. Even if I wanted to be something like a father figure to him, teaching him the ways of the world... But, I have someone in my life I promised to return to someday. Even if I only knew them for such a sort amount of time.

Cyan says he wants to grow up to be a Mystery Dungeon Explorer in Blankis. How quaint...



November 1st, 2007

After some months at sea, I finally made it back to Lazuli. It seems K'wa has, indeed, been waiting all this time for us. I guess now life will...slow down some.



March 18th, 2008

Progress teaching the locals english has been slow. Very slow. I keep being bombarded with coconuts by something. I think it was a Misdreavus?

I've still been researching ways to allow inter-special Egg Breeding. But...still, I've come up empty. I think I've gotten as far as using some form of mana transference to *trick* one person's body that it's companion's body is of the same sexual grouping. Possibly imprinting magic, or...something like a mirror?

Thankfully there's plenty of sand. And the earth here is rich with minerals. I could use some of my Lab Data Log's backup powers to create any working device I need to, but...I'd rather not scare the locals by doing that. Or at the least, I'd like this Data Log's battery power to last as long as possible



April 4th, 2008

Found out that Misdreavus' problem. Apparently Raune, as he's called, thinks me teaching the locals English was infringing upon some...certain rights. He says that it's wrong. I just told him I'm trying to teach them a way for us to communicate. He thinks I'm being self-absorbed, that I'm only doing it for my own ease of comfort. I gently remind him I'm speaking to him in the language of the natives anyways. And perfectly, at that. He gives up.

He did teach me something, though. It's a transformation spell. Turns you into an opposite-gendered form of the person you cast the spell on. Seems there's a reversible form that allows your partner to turn into an opposite-gendered form of you. I'm not really one for magical usage, but...Raune knew I desired to have a child. And since the caster has to be the one getting the child, well...

He offered to teach it to me, but ONLY if I forbid myself from teaching the people of this island to make the mechanical things that I had with me. An odd request...and certainly a specific one. I know how dangerous machines can be to locals, but I don't usually find locals being informed enough to agree.

Does this Misdreavus...know something?



May 20th, 2008

Finally got down the spell. Managed to turn myself into a female Misdreavus.

...I, uh. I do not wish to discuss what happened after that. But...needless to say, I'm a mother now. Apparently.

Thank goodness Pokemon lay eggs instead of having a 9-month waiting period like that other ancient species.

Raune was surprised how fast I learned the spell. Apparently it was one that took at least a year or so to master. But he did say high intelligence and a sense of mana usage would speed the process along and, what would you know, I have both.



June 10th, 2008

K'wa and I got married today. Went back to the pad. Got to try that spell out on K'wa as a surprise. I, uh...didn't want to turn her into me, though. Being turned into a frog is a terrible surprise. No, I decided on being the one transformed into a Lopunny...

Now we're the proud parents of an egg...



June 12th, 2008

Egg hatched today. Cute Buneary. Has K'wa's eyes.

We decided to name her Panne.



April 16th, 2011

...It seems K'wa might be coming down with something. It seems...serious. The Island Doctors have said she's always been somewhat frail, since birth, but they don't know if she'll pull through.

Come on, K'wa...you have to get through this. For me...and Panne.



May 1st, 2011

It seems K'wa is feeling...better. I don't have the tools nor medicine to practice on her, only the Mana Shards and water from the Lunar Shrine. And...for the latter, I'd prefer extensively testing that first, before trying it on a loving soul. Maybe if someone on the island dies, I'll try a drop of water on them...though that seems a bit depraved, especially after the Joltik incident...



October 16th, 2011

Arl and Ureil came to me today. On a raft. From the middle of the sea. Seems Arl finally evolved into a Shiftry, too.

They said that...they're desperate to have a child. And they know if there's anyone wise enough for the job, it's me. Luckily for them, I have the perfect solution...

Meanwhile, I think I'll be practicing more of that magic I learned. That spell has so many possible applications...



November 16th, 2012

It seems Arl has finally mastered the transformative spell after some intensive training from Raune, in-between taking care of Hexus, of course. Arl turned Ureil into a Shiftry like her, and...lucky for us!...he had perfectly-working genitalia. I do so wonder just how much the spell touches upon the original benefactor...in any case, they both had sweet, passionate love.

I, myself, was inspired to do something, too. K'wa was feeling a bit under the weather, so I saw to turning her into myself. Maybe that would make her less frail? And it did. I guess the spell copies physical condition, too. I mean, I wouldn't want K'wa to go the rest of her life as me, but I do hate the thought of losing her to illness I could cure if I had my lab equipment.

Anyways. We also had sweet, passionate love. It was like magic. Like a magical orgy...



November 18th, 2012

The eggs hatched today. What lovely children they bore...

K'wa and I decided to name our little Poliwag hatchling Frank. As for Arl and Ureil, they named their kid Chester.

...I'm starting to wonder how genes are shared through this spell. Does the child just get...the parent's copied form's genes twice over? I'm secretly hoping so. Then my little Frank might be a super-genius! Though, my daughter Panna is quite smart as it is. If not, well....a little frail, like her mother.

...But then, did she inherit twice the fraility? This...troubles me.



December 1st, 2012

K'wa has not been feeling well. I've had to take extra steps to take care of Frank and Panne in her illness. We've been through this before, we'll get through it again...



December 17th, 2012

How odd...the villagers are saying a Dewott just came through here, landing down from a large dragon of some kind. I couldn't go out to see, but I have a feeling I knew whom it was. They said an Absol accompanied him, and some others. How peculiar...

I couldn't leave K'wa's hut to check, though. She's been getting worse.

...

...What's with that rumbling?

...

...Arl is telling me a volcano just sprung forth from the ocean's depths, right on our shores. Huh.



December 19th, 2012

Atmos just fell from the sky.

It crashed down right onto the side of Lazuli, and sent out an absolutely huge wave from the ocean. There's so many hurt down here...K'wa in particular...

How? How did ANY of this happen?...no. It was definitely that Dewott. His appearance here was no coincidence. It was a sign. A sign that he would be the one to make a return to Atmos. How I wish I could've accompanied him, but...my wife...she is so sick...

I must return to Atmos. Immediately. My wife. She needs medical attention...



December 20th, 2012

So many mountains were caused by the overlap of the two landmasses. We're almost there.



December 21st, 2012

People in Atmos are saying some serious business is going on over all over the world. The planet on the other side of the Sun dissapeared. Severe energy spikes in Polaria. I don't care. K'wa, please, just hold on...



December 22nd, 2012

The doctors say they've tried examining her. But they say it's genetic. They prescribed some painkillers. That's going to do nothing. She's getting even worse...



December 23rd, 2012

My lab at the A.S.M.P.C.F. is just how I left it. I've been getting word on what happened in my absence little by little, but I just don't care at the moment. I've got to use the power of the Frozen Flame to fix this. I need to put her in the pod. I don't know if Mana would be enough. I have my parts located from the safe, maybe Mana infusion will stop illness...I can repair it fast enough. I WILL!



December 24th, 2012

The Frozen Flame is gone. I learned from a former colleague that the Emperor they thought these past 10 years as Gaspard was in fact Hyperion, an imposter who came to here somehow looking for power. But he was stopped by Cyan, and Azure was...I don't care right now. I can't keep my thoughts straight.

Gasper came to me as he saw me struggling with my work. He tried to console me. He said he managed to get in touch with Arl and Ureil. They were worried sick over me. The people of the village have been taking care of Panne, Frank, and Chester. Thank their souls...

He also told me Azure stepped in as the new Emperor of Atmos. That...Even in my advanced state of misery, that shocks me.



December 25th, 2012

Everything's going to be just fine, Hopkins.



December 26th 2012

Tried focusing on cure. Nothing.



December 27th, 2012

Still nothing. Apparently there's been humans running around the world now and I never even noticed.

There's an entire ****ing human city where that crater was. Can't go back to mine for materials.



December 28th, 2012

I finally rebelled against my accursed Empire overlords. They thought they could keep K'wa away from me on fancy life support machines, but no. I need her here on life support, in order to find a cure. I will find a cure. I can...do this.



December 29th, 2012

Tried something today. Turned her into me. With the spell. She was entirely fine. It was the most fine she had been in a long while. After a few minutes, she turned back. She collapsed in my arms. I...I don't know what to do anymore.



December 30th, 2012

I wondered what would happen if I used the Mana condenscion on K'wa as she was transformed into me. Would that cause the physical condition to stick? Could she be a happy, healthy Politoad forever? I'd hate to experiment on her so wildly, I really would, but her life is very near the edge of death...an almost-dead life is just as worth experimentation as a dead life. If not more! Should the subject come back...

...No. Even if she did die, I would use the mana stones to re-vive her. Maybe...I could keep her alive as myself. It's...not something I wish to risk any further...let's test out this theory, then. As she's transforming, I will expose her to a Mana Condensement.



December 31st, 2012

...Oh god.

What have I done.

It worked. She's cured. After several tests, I conducted her physical condition as my own: peak. But now, she's...she's a hideous beast. Quadrupedal, huge...rabbit-like. I can't begin to describe it.

People are starting to come to me, asking where K'wa is. I told them that...she died. They asked for the body, and...I said I needed some more time.



January 1st, 2013

Last night, I decided to bring K'wa down somewhere else. And...I kinda did something horrible to cover up my actions.

Using the very last of the concentrated Mana I kept with me, and a little modification to the spell I learned from Raune that drew from my memory of K'wa, I managed to turn a corpse that was left in the facility for studying purposes into a Lopunny in her exact image. I then pressed the Mana Stones into it, and...she came alive. I...well. I was beyond words. She couldn't stop screaming, though...she very soon died right then and there. But her corpse remained in K'wa's image. It was...extremely jarring. Like I killed her twice.

I brought her body to the forensics experts, and they were...a little perplexed. They said she died just before, and not yesterday as I said. Of course, I told them about the revival-powers of the Mana Stones I used, and the scientists did say the Frozen Flame had similair properties...though they were perplexed where I got it. I, of course, said a huge crater in Acinetos, where what was being called Onix City had now lie. It...interested them. I really hope they didn't have anything planned for the humans...but I had more pressing matters to attend.

I'm so sorry I couldn't find a cure for your disease, K'wa. I really am. But I'll find a way to turn you back. I just need more mana stones. I can turn you back into a memory of yourself. That's...that's all...

...But if I do, she'll just get sick again. Oh...



January 2nd, 2013

I requested of the Atmosian government to grant me a ship to sail to Acinetos. Should take at least a week to fill out the paper-work. But...I'm worried nobody will be able to feed K'wa in my absence.

I decided to head to Lazuli via vehicle and tell Ureil about the situation. That I was going to be gone for a few months, and that K'wa was alive, and I had her locked in the basement of my lab...I gave him the keys, and told him to keep it between us two. He didn't seem sure of my actions, though was relieved K'wa was alive in some capacity...

I don't know if he will be for long.

...He also said he thought Panne might be getting sick...



January 5th, 2013

A bit of happy news among all the depressing stuff lately: it turns out Ryuka, Orion, and Siegfried did undergo that procedure all those years ago, but they were reverted back by demand of Gaspard. I never even thought that was possible, but I had been apparently told far more went into the process of souping them up than I was initially aware: their types were changed, their memory wiped, and they were given some rather potent weapons. And they had been recently sent to the surface to stop Cyan on his journey...

...I'm not still mad at myself for not doing anything to help, since it was resolved, anyways.



January 9th, 2013

After a full week, the ship is prepped. It's a bit more prepped, with jet propulsion and everything. They designed these things for sea travel so fast...it's more of a speedboat than anything, but it'll do.

...Honestly, I'm surprised Atmos is doing so well for itself without the Frozen Flame. What even happened to it, I wonder?



February 3rd, 2013

So I arrived in Axinetos today, at Onyx City. And...today was the first day I ever encountered a human. They're different. They seem to hold my kind in high affection...or fear. One guy walked up to me and asked if I had drizzle. Drizzle? I don't know if I'd enjoy causing rain everywhere I go.

I tried seeing if there were any spots to dig into the ground for concentrations of Mana below Onyx's City Streets. But...I couldn't find anything with my seismometer. I need to get deeper.



February 4th, 2013

So apparently I need a permit to start a single-person dig excavation in this dump's sewers, where I think the Mana Shards would be. But they're not saying I can get one, since I'm not a resident. Or human, for that matter. And they want a reason, and I give them a reason, but they want a further reason for my desire of Mana Shards. I say research when I really mean...well...

My first interactions with humans, and they're not even pleasant ones. Why, oh WHY did we ever want to visit this miserable other rock?

...come to think of it, I don't know if I ever mentioned in my logs that Mysidia and the Planet called 'Earth' fused in an act relating to Lavos emerging from the ground. Apparently that Earth had a Frozen Flame, too....but it's gone now. Such a shame...

...I don't know how much more I can take of this. I'm heading home.



February 28th, 2013

They found out.

Seems Ureil constantly going in my lab got some people curious, and of course they were bound to find K'wa where I put her in the room they used to keep the Frozen Flame in. I...didn't really have any words to say. I heard from Azure that Sigmus' son, Lyon, performed a mind read on K'wa, and...she's still very much conscious of her being, and...not as volatile as initially though. So they decided to send her back to be with her family. Though, I was looked down depravedly for keeping this all a secret, yet unanimously praised for curing such an 'incurable' disease. I said it wasn't a cure. It was a curse. So many conflicting ideas on the situation, so many conflicting emotions...if I didn't take her from the hospital, she would've died, but now she's stuck like this...but apparently everyone's fine with her being a hideous monster? But they're not...

Why? Why why why WHY? Why is it that every time I touch science, I create a monster that people praise! That the masses accept my practices, but not my ideals!



March 1st, 2013

I decided to go back home. Friends and family waiting. They're not sure how to think of K'wa's new form, but it's a great improvement to her once frail state, they say. They even say she looks cute. But she's in no condition to raise a family now...she's not the woman I fell in love with. I alone hold the responsibility to take care of Panne and Frank.

Raune shares...similair feelings as I. But mostly directed at me. And my mis-use of his teachings.



June 9th, 2013

Panne's started to get sick. I don't know what to do. People say to do what I did with Panne. I couldn't do that. Not even because I don't want to, I don't have the Mana reserves for it. People say I can just use either the Fire Seed or Light Seed from their respective shrines, but I won't desecrate those sacred buildings anymore than they already have.

We decided to send her to the doctor's office up at Atmos.



August 17th, 2013

Panne's condition seems to have stabilized some since she's started being taken care of under Atmosian supervision. Meanwhile, both Frank and Chuck have gotten sick. And at the same time, too...

I fear this is may be an illness far different from K'wa's...we're taking them to Atmos even as we speak....



August 18th, 2013

We got the report back from Atmos. It's Mana Overdosage. It's apparently a magical disease caused by an over-abundance of mana in the system. Could it be from living near such a huge source of mana, and having said mana not barrier'd anymore? Or maybe from them being born under the conditions of magic usage? I would hope not the latter, and it might not be, since many others in Atmos are suffering from the disease, too...



August 30th, 2013

Chuck arrived here on Lazuli today, with Cinder...and their kid, Fehn. She's...the same age as Frank and Chaster, I believe.

Fehn, she...didn't look good. They brought her to Atmos, and the diagnosis: Mana Overdose. Same disease...this can't be a coincidence. Somehow, this thing has infected all 4 of our children. And it seems that it's brought forth the one friend I thought I had lost from my side long ago.

Nobody in Atmos knows exactly what's going on with this disease.



September 2nd, 2013

As I worked on trying to find a cure to this odd disease, possibly involving draining Mana from the system, I heard today from passing the exact whereabouts of what happened to the Frozen Flame: after it had been taken from Atmos by Hyperion, it was brought to a mystical forest in Polaria, one that seems even now to be a well-kept secret. I heard this today from Cyan himself. Apparently, it and the Frozen Flame of Earth were fused, and...destroyed.

This same forest was known by us Atmosians for some time, but the barrier surrounding it always kept us in mystery of it. But it seems the barrier may have weakened in these times, or perhaps it just gave for Cyan. I know not the cause, but...I must head there. If there's any hope of the Frozen Flame leaving residual power, we may need it. Simply draining magic from Panne, Frank, Chester, and Fehn won't be enough- it could over-drain, and then they would die of Mana depletion. Or perhaps, due to it being a magical disease, something else could happen entirely. So...If I could use a transformation spell and grant them new physical conditions...maybe that would work? They don't seem to have a lot of time, and I'll admit that perhaps introducing more magic into their systems could be a very bad idea...and I don't ever want a repeat of what happened with K'wa. But...if there was more I could do to stabilize the form...



September 3rd, 2013

I told Chuck and Ureil my plans to head to Polaria, into the mystical forest where the Mechana Tree lay. I told them I hoped the Pokemon guarding the tree could help our children. I didn't say anything about the Frozen Flame. I told this to Cyan, too, and...he seemed to see just how desperate we were.

Chuck, Ureil, Cyan and I will be taking Flammie directly to the Mystical Forest, our children in tow. If there's anything we can do to cure this disease...we must do this now.

I also realize Cyan will personally object to me trying to gather the broken shards of the Frozen Flame...so I may have to leave them be. But perhaps I will gather them on a return expedition...alone.



September 5th, 2013

We made our way into the Mystical Forest and to the Mechana Tree relatively faster than my travels in the past would take. All thanks to Cyan, of course. And it seems Chuck's strength hasn't diminished by a single inch in all those years...

After we got to the center, we were challenged by the Mechana Tree's protectors: Azelf, Uxie, and Mesprit. But the moment they saw we had ill children with us, they relented. We told them all about how I had hoped to cure them of their illness, but...they said they could not help me. The only way to release the excess Mana locked in their systems would be a burst of magical consumption from inside them. I suggested the possibility of using a transform spell on them, as that might get rid of excess energy whilst also curing their physical ailments, but I didn't really know how to manipulate mana, or how I would even go about using that in a spell.

So...after some careful consideration, Uxie bestowed upon me the knowledge to use that power...as well as a far more arcane transformation spell. And with it, the knowledge of pokemon species long lost to this planet. It knew that this presented itself as an opportunity to bring back life the world had never seen, nor deserved to lose...as well as gift life re-born.

It seemed cruel to strip these kids of what they once were, but when I had no choices left, nor the time to look for other answers...I did what I must. I don't know if history will vindicate my actions to K'wa, but I know in my heart that what I did here was the right thing.

Frank became what I have learned to be a Froakie, Fehn became a Fennekin, Chester became a Chespin, and Panne became a Bunnelby. As close to their original forms as I could get...the transformation expunged a lot of mana from their systems, so they'll be unconscious for a while...and I doubt they'll have remembered ever being what they once were when they grow up. Except for perhaps Panne...she might remember some things. I only hope she will forgive me, my sweet child...

As I type this Data Log, we've already made plans to head back. It's only a shame I never found any remains of the Frozen Flame, but I'm sure a return trip wou



September 7th, 2013

It's so dark down here...

Before we went back, a huge crater just became exposed underneath us near the tree. It collapsed, causing Chuck and I to fall in. Cyan, Ureil and the kids weren't underfoot when it happened, but...

I have no idea where Chuck is. It took an entire day's worth of exploration to find my Data Log. I fear I may never return from this deep, dark pit. It's too steep to climb, and far wider than it's initial appearance would beseech.

...If I'm not going up, though, then I guess I'll be going down.



September 8th, 2013

Not long after my last entry, Ureil had come down here. He said he was looking for me, to rescue me. Cyan's apparently getting help from some others. I told him I was gonna go deeper in. Ureil thought I was nuts. I told him about the Frozen Flame, and that I thought it could be here, and of course he flipped out on me. "Why," he said. "Why would you be looking for some dumb rocks when you have a family to tend to?". Unbelievable. As if I really have a choice. We're stuck here until help arrives, so of course I would want to explore. My children are fine. They've been fine ever since the...incident. But I'll have plenty of time to worry about that later. I must explore. If I can find those Frozen Flame shards...if they're down here, if their energy leaked into the planet...I could do some good things with them. I just know it. Other illnesses more like K'wa's could crop up. And this time, I could use my new-found transformation arts to grant them a life as a new mon, not as something repulsory as that...thing. I could even make K'wa normal again.

Ureil left. He said he would keep watch near the pit entrance. He didn't say whether he would let me know if help arrived. I've been long-gone since then.



September 9th, 2013

I found Chuck's corpse today. It seems he was as daring as I was, or thought I may have been further into the chasm. His body was well-preserved, though oddly enough...was wrapped in several tree vines. Likely from the Mechana Tree. Makes sense that it would reach this far down, if not further...

I don't know what would happen if I tried reviving him...I would need the power of the Frozen Flame to do that...but I haven't seen any yet. And I don't know if there are. And then I began thinking...I can use Mana Energy within living things. If I could maybe use the Mechana Tree's own energy...

I'll be trying that right now.



September 12th, 2013

I can't believe I was out for 3 days. It felt so short...like a dream.

I don't remember much...I used my magic on the tree's roots, and felt myself pulled in...and...I'm drawing a blank. But I remember seeing Chuck. He seemed...happy. It was so...bizarre.

I took just one strand of his fur, from his...surprisingly well-preserved corpse. I must press onwards...



September 15th, 2013

I believe I've made swell progress downwards. The Tree's roots act as a means for me to make my descent, though I see they've been getting ever-so-thinly dispersed...

Am I descending into the very core of the planet itself?



September 18th, 2013

I can see a light down there...down in this massive pit...




September 19th, 2013

My Arceus. What...is this thing?

My hands tremble as I type this very message, this huge...hexagonal serpent looking down upon me. Judging me. I can tell in its eyes. Are those eyes? They're definitely eyes. It sees into my past. It knows what I've done. The horrors I beseech.

Somehow, I know its name. I know it from the knowledge Uxie had given me. It is Zygarde. A Pokemon that has lived in the center of this world since time immemorial. But then, so has Lavos...

Is Zygarde Lavos? Am I staring into a reincarnation of the very thing that tried to destroy the world not long ago? Or is Zygarde ancestral to before even that? Was Lavos only a mockery of this ancient Pokemon?

It...speaks to me. In flashing lights...A message...from...Yaldabaoth?

...I think I should stop typing and give this a clearer listen.



December 21st, 2013

I don't remember much of what happened. I was told I was found in a pod by Cyan in the Mystical Woods, months after rigorous excavations into what he calls the Worldly Abyss. Apparently Ureil, according to what I heard...gave up searching.

It wasn't just me Cyan found, either. I was found with two hexagonal stones. One red. One blue. It seems I am on my way back to Atmos...



December 22nd, 2013

K'wa had been killed after flinging into a fury whilst I was apparently reported dead these past few months. Panne and Frank are apparently healthy, but it's only something I've heard. I'm under detainment. They want to know what those stones were. And if I'm suffering any odd conditions.

I've named the stones. The red ones Mars. The blue one's Mercury. Not very creative, I know. But I'm too depressed to think about creativity.



December 23rd, 2013

The stones.

...they're alive.

They hooked them up to...something. I don't know what. Some sort of...scanning device? Guess Atmos made some tech strides even in my 10-year absence. I dunno, I shut myself from most of it.

They could read their thoughts. It was so...weird.

Mercury seemed to scream out in despair. It was entirely afraid. And Mars...it was curious. Very curious. It almost seemed...friendly?

The devices were shut off. The stones were given to me, since I was found with them. I sealed myself off in my lab.



December 24th, 2013

They have the power of the Frozen Flame. I ran some tests.

I must use them to bring back K'wa.



December 25th, 2013

They broke.

They had immense mana powers that I tried to divert to a container of sorts, but...they exploded into pieces. I...may have underestimated their sturdiness. I'm such an idiot. I should have made a device like the one I did so long ago, that dispersed the Frozen Flame's power, but...I simply hadn't the patience. I swept up the shattered pieces...making sure not to mix them.

My wife is dead. If I bring her back now, I...I don't think she'll be any different from that Joltik from so long ago. My kids...I haven't seen them a single time since I got back, and I don't think anyone in Lazuli would want me to face them. Chuck is...I don't know. And Ureil probably doesn't wish to see me after that stunt. Maybe some of those people would forgive me, but I wouldn't bet money on it. And now, I feel bad for destroying conscious rocks. It's absurd, I know, but I really do consider all life sacred, so...this is really troubling for me. Are rocks considered life?



December 26th, 2013

To mu surprise, I found that the rock's beings have not...totally dissapeared. In fact, I can trace their mana energy. And...some of their thoughts. They just seem to commune directly into my mind. They're not terribly sentient. One only seems to worry about things and what it thinks they should be, and the other is, yet again, curious. They don't commune with words. It's just...feelings I get feeling them. It's an odd thing to describe.



December 27th, 2013

I made containment units for the souls. Glass ones. They still know what's going on around them...I think. But they're still only flickers of awareness. I've decided to keep their broken shards somewhere safe...I doubt the Empire would take well to them being on my person.

I do wonder about Chuck and K'wa, though. Surely I can't bring them back into the world of the living, even if I tried...could I?



January 12th, 2014

My experiments with DNA extraction have gone swimmingly. Since I'm essentially using a modified version of fossil revival, the tech's already there, but it's not re-animating a fossilized body that I'm doing. I'm trying to make an entire being oit of something as simple as a single strand of hair.

I cannot be left to think there's no way science can't cross the hurdle of death. There has to be a way to bring them back.

Mars worries about me. I think its worry. I can never tell.



January 14th, 2014

Tried bringing Chuck back. But...the strand I took was impure. It scanned other DNA off of it, some from a Muk, and some other from an Escavalier. It was this jumbled...mess. It spoke in this odd voice...something about fun.

This wasn't like with K'wa. Where it was conscious. Where it was something that once was. This was something that was created from more than one thing. It didn't share anything with its original besides some appearances. And...I think...memories. it said Cinder's name out loud.

It had no Mana energy. It was just a soulless amalgam. After a while, it simply...melted away.

What have I done.



January 17th, 2014

After working up the nerve, I tried replicating K'wa's DNA. It was a perfect replica. She walked into my arms...and I felt nothing. There was just...nothing in her eyes. She asked me who I was...and why she was...I didn't know what to say. She didn't know what to feel. She kept hugging me, chanting my name, as if she knew it from a faint memory, as if saying that would bring her peace...but it never did, and she never understood why.

Perhaps the Amalgam knew ONLY Cinder's name. And hoped that knowledge would mean something. Anything. But it didn't.

She melted in my arms.



January 20th, 2014

After some time of debate, I thought pf something. Maybe...just maybe...a clone of K'wa might last longer if it had a soul. And since I don't have the scientific nor spiritual means to create one, artificial or otherwise, I decided I would use something I have already.

Now I just need to modify my DNA extractor...



February 24th, 2014

There's been a lot more cases of Mana Overdose lately. As much as it pains me to say, I'm the only one with the means to a legitimate cure for it. So I've been getting a lot of people coming to me for help. While it is interesting to re-populate the world with long-dead pokemon, it's...really distracting to my current soul experiment.



March 19th, 2014

After some months of modifications, I finally tested my machine out, infusing Mercury's soul into K'wa's regenerated body...

I don't know how to feel about this one. It's...more of a happy accident?

At first, Mercury looked itself over in its Lopunny body, before letting out a shriek, and crying out "what did you do", or...something to that effect. After a moment, it began to look itself over some more and...it struck some sort of sassy pose. I don't know why. It seemed...happy? And mad? I couldn't place it, and I still can't place it.

It said something about the body being near-perfect...except that it lacked the power of its old one. I asked if it knew anything about K'wa...maybe it could pick up on her faint memories that the prior K'wa duplicate couldn't...and it said that it couldn't. But it apparently knew whom I was, so I would have said that to be a half-success. After that, he took my Data Logs and began jotting down some...interesting things. Things it said not to share on my public logs, at all costs. I was surprised he knew I had separate ones, since K'wa only barely knew I had any in the first place...and then he pointed to where it said the one he was typing in was "private", and "not the public one".

I looked over these notes, and...whatever formulas this thing knew, they were genius. I was, well, speechless. Then it told me not to try what I did to it again, not until certain point in time, at least. And...that was it. It just killed itself right there, in my lab. I don't know if this is a failure, but...I think trying to revive those I hold dear to me through the souls of others is a fruitless attempt. I'm...not likely to try it again. I'll be sure of it. The soul lingered, so I decided I may as well put it back in the sealing jar...

This has been a really confusing day.

...There was one other thing Mercury had said: I should stop keeping a public version if my logs. Namely, it said keeping a record of all my inner thoughts and desires isn't bad, but publicly speaking about how I planned to do this or that behind an entire Empire's back was probably not a wise idea. So I think I'll still be writing my daily happenings and thoughts...but...in private. More private than they are, at the least.

Sorry, historians. It's just, well, common sense.