The ice sealing of Longmu Town, affecting Twin Dragons Town, is the best proof.
Hoo—
Heat waves roll up in the Void Space.
Just see.
Reshiram spreads its ethereal snow-white wings, as if clouds gathering and dispersing, its bright blue eyes once more turning to Natsuhiko, its tone becoming solemn.
[What do you mean by reality?]
It's more or less this meaning, because it suddenly used quite an ancient language, possibly an old dialect of the Unova Region, simply translated like this.
Natsuhiko lowered his head.
He knew there would be such a crucial question.
So when the Void Space enveloped him, he was already thinking.
He didn't know why he was chosen by Reshiram.
Before this, he always thought Lance was the one.
Even Drado should be more qualified than him.
But the problem was already before him, seeing Reshiram being so solemn, not answering felt a bit unreasonable.
Reshiram didn't rush him, just silently waited, its sharp gaze locked on Natsuhiko.
To be honest.
If asked about "ideal," Natsuhiko felt he could even sway Zekrom.
But "reality" made him feel somewhat one-sided, somewhat hard to say.
A flash of yesterday's scene during the final campfire of the "Winter Festival," himself chatting with Lance.
After a good while.
Natsuhiko let out a long breath.
He lifted his head to look at Reshiram, and whispered, "What 'reality' means is too broad, I don't know."
Reshiram squinted its eyes slightly.
Just listened to Natsuhiko continue, "I only know, being with Pokémon, growing together, getting stronger together, and striving for a better, higher position, is my pursuit. And my reality, lies in every minute, every second spent with Pokémon.
From Goldenrod City, from the bottom, one step at a time, one footprint at a time, those left behind footprints, are my reality.
I will also continue to climb step by step, with more and increasingly powerful Pokémon accompanied, reaching the highest stage of this world, this is also the reality I pursue.
Whether strategies or tactics, the legends I leave behind, are reality!"
The progress of Pokémon, is reality.
The change of status, is reality.
The spread of legends, is also reality.
These, are things Natsuhiko has already left behind, or is about to leave.
Until Natsuhiko finished speaking.
Reshiram still didn't speak, just silently watched Natsuhiko.
Natsuhiko didn't speak anymore, he had said everything he could.
[Your legend, becomes reality!]
Reshiram's voice finally resounded, its gaze becoming much gentler.
This voice.
Not only resonated within Natsuhiko's mind, but echoed in the minds of everyone currently watching this pillar of light shooting skyward.
Most people probably didn't know what was happening.
But those few who knew, their bodies shook with excitement.
"Hero! The new White Hero!" Mormondo standing below the castle clasped his hands, his face visibly trembling with fat.
"Mom! A new hero has been born!"
Calita on the square turned back and embraced Jiangta excitedly.
Although Jiangta did not express herself as clearly as her, you could still see the excitement in her eyes.
"I just don't know if it's my brother, Mr. Natsuhiko, or Mr. Lance?"
Roar—!!
A resonant dragon roar scattered the pillar of light, rushing straight to the dome.
The ethereal snow-white Reshiram flapped its wings, causing streams of air to spiral around, hovering right above the "Earth Sword."
And on Reshiram's back.
Is Natsuhiko holding his hat!
After riding Rayquaza, the achievement of riding Reshiram is accomplished!
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Suddenly remembered something, didn't we agree the daily minimum was 6k? (Did I remember wrong?)