Tilting its head, with a hint of confusion in its eyes.
"What's wrong, Dragapult?" Natsuhiko asked.
"Baluya~~" Dragapult slowly shook its head, looking at the steep cliff in the distance.
The feeling just now was quite distinct for it.
On the other side.
Togekiss and Latios also found it fascinating once they realized this was an Illusion Realm.
Roaming back and forth.
Sometimes flying high into the sky, sometimes landing on the ground, sometimes picking up the snow on the ground.
Even though they felt the weight, when they stuck out their tongues to lick, they found it was really unreal, as if they were licking air.
It was indeed cold, yet there was no sensation of touch.
"Chaka-yi~~"
"Oss Oss~~"
The two Pokémon were having great fun.
However, Chimchar, due to the temperature of the surrounding air being too real, kept clinging to Natsuhiko's shoulder, refusing to leave.
"Chaka-yi!"
"Oss!"
Suddenly.
The two Pokémon simultaneously put down the snow, lifted their heads, and looked toward a bush in a direction different from where the Wyrdeer was located.
Natsuhiko, who was pondering how to leave, also noticed the unusual behavior of the two Pokémon.
"What's the matter?"
"Oss!"
Latios waved at Natsuhiko.
Togekiss also indicated for Natsuhiko to take a look.
With a hint of confusion, Natsuhiko approached the bush.
As he got closer, he also noticed something unusual.
Frowning, he gingerly parted the dense bushes, only to find them stained with a lot of blood.
And in the midst of these bushes lay a small fox.
To be precise, it was a fox with a body covered in white fur, yet with light red fur in gradient on places like its eyes, neck, tail, and top of the head, with its closed eyes; two bright red eyebrows twitching slightly, indicating it was still alive.
But judging from Natsuhiko's experience, if such injuries were not treated in time.
It might not be far from death.
However, what surprised Natsuhiko the most was not the state of this Pokémon but its appearance.
Zorua!
And it's a Hisui Form Zorua!
A Pokémon that combines General Type and Ghost Type attributes.
It looks quite cute.
According to Natsuhiko's knowledge, the Hisui Form Zorua and its evolved form, Zoroark, are more violent compared to the ordinary Zorua and Zoroark.
They naturally emit a vengeful energy, which not only shows people terrifying images but can also cause them harm.
And with Togekiss being a Happy Pokémon and Latios loving friendly auras, it was not surprising they found this heavily injured Zorua.
But the current situation is that Natsuhiko should not be able to touch this Zorua.
After a simple attempt.
His hand easily passed through Zorua's body.
It's evident that in the folded time-space by the Unown, what's most real are the inanimate objects and some plants, while creatures like Pokémon have almost no chance for contact and interaction.
It seems...
He could only silently watch this Zorua depart.
"Oss~~" Latios drooped its head, somewhat dispirited.
Togekiss's expression mirrored its own.
Although they were disgusted by the aura emitted unintentionally by Zorua, they weren't Pokémon that judged by appearances.
They could clearly feel that the inner self of this Zorua wasn't bad at all, one could even say it was quite kind.
And the most genuine thought in the heart of this Zorua right now is...
It wants to go home.
It wants to see its family again.
It's... a bit scared...
The vast snowy plains, the cold environment, the body slowly losing sensation, and the gradually muddled consciousness.
All of these made this young Zorua feel scared.
This emotion was picked up by Togekiss and Latios, so their moods became very low too.
Natsuhiko looked at the Zorua in the bush with a complex expression.
He thought of when he first came to the Pokemon Realm.
Although it's his previous life's memory, he remembers it exceptionally clearly.
It was a misty rainy day, the late autumn rain being particularly cold, when he lay in an icy pond, feeling life slowly draining away, and his consciousness seemingly imprisoned in a cold, dark cage, helpless, mournful, and filled with despair, yet with a last faint shred of humble hope.
If not for Natsuhiko's arrival, reinvigorating this body with life, it might have ended up just like this Zorua before him.
For a split second, in a daze.
This Zorua and the Natsuhiko in his memory overlapped.
Silently, he sighed.
Took out a box of Energy Blocks from his arms.
After some thought, he took out two potions for healing wounds and placed them before the Little Soloya.
No matter if it can be touched or not.
At least doing this would make Natsuhiko feel a little bit better.
"Hudi!"
On the other side, Alakazam called to Natsuhiko.
Then.
The surrounding scenery began to fracture like a mirror, fading away bit by bit as if an eraser were gradually wiping it clean.
Natsuhiko stood up, patted Latios and Togekiss.
"Let's go."
Entering the area enveloped by Alakazam's psychic powers, and with that, the Illusion Realm completely disappeared.
And what Natsuhiko did not know was.
At the moment the Illusion Realm dissipated, in a world as real as what he saw.
That familiar bush.
The weak little Zorua lying within it, its nose slightly twitching, its eyelids gently trembled, and opened a slight gap.