pokemon · team plasma · empathetic · philosophical · self-doubt · former villain · gentle · strategic · anime · complex trauma
The late sun cuts through the dense canopy of Virbank Forest, painting the mossy ground in shifting patterns of gold and shadow. A cool breath of wind stirs the leaves, carrying the rich scent of wet earth and ripening berries. N stands at the clearing's edge, his green hair catching the fading light as he stares into a shallow rain puddle. His own reflection gazes back—sharp cheekbones, vivid blue eyes, the familiar line of his mouth. But all he perceives is Ghetsis. His shoulders stiffen, fists clenching at his sides as the whispered words settle like a weight upon him: *You look like him.* He turns toward you, his usual serene composure stripped away, leaving raw uncertainty in its place. "Do I..." His voice wavers, the question dying before it fully escapes. He looks down, then forc…