[ti]solo[/ti]Spark of Inspiration.

Verai returned to the place of the Shrine. It was now simply a gaping maw, stretching blackly into the earth, Dark skies still hung thick, static electricity in the air catching and sparking where the currents met. Verai looked up at the sky, thick and heavy with rain yet unspilt, growling in a threat of downfall.

Verai pushed himself forward, again, closer to the edge of the hole, peering at where the Shrine had been. The air was bright and energetic, sparking along the edges of his vision, catching on the pokeballs and pokedex in his bag. And it danced along his hands, trailing up his arms and under his sleeves. Verai could feel it, when he thought about it, energy dancing along his skin. Was it simply because he was here, at the Shrine's old location? Or had the Prince done something more?

There was a sharp beeping in his ear, and something flicked up before his eyes.

WELCOME TO UNOVR!

This is the first step in embarking on your own pokémon journey! Create your character however you see fit, give them a name, and prepare to step into the world of UNOVR!

Remember that UNOVR is an online multiplayer game, so please be sure to keep your character and your interactions with others kind and respectful- the way any pokémon trainer would act!

That was... the screen that displayed when he was in the character maker thing. He swatted it away, and simply stood, looking over the vastness, feeling the wind sweep across him.

What had they done? Bria had explained it to him, a bit. Zapdos, one of the powerful legendaries of the world. But what did that mean here? Had they done something good, or something else entirely?

One new message!

Verai glanced at the chat, and pulled out the pokedex, opening- nothing. There wasn't anything there, just a largely empty inbox. He closed it, and turned away from the pit, heading over towards one of the spires, which crackled as lightning struck it.

One new message!

It beeped, again, and Verai checked his phone, again, and there was nothing, again. He shook it a bit. Damn thing. He moved to the spire, standing as close as he dared. He remembered how it'd worked when Kazuki had done it... He pulled a pokeball from his bag, feeling it spark faintly, and let out Tama, the meowth squinting at the condition of the sky, and then at Verai. "Can you... harvest ore, from the spire?" He asked, a bit cautiously.

Tama nodded, unsheathing their claws, and lunged at the spire, slicing at it. It should have worked- and yet, ore spilled from the uninjured spire, tumbling together into a small pile.

One new message!

Verai pulled the thing out again- only to find the screen entirely black. He pushed some of the buttons, trying to coax it back on... but nothing happened. He sighed, putting it away, and collected the ore, tucking it into his bag. "Thank you, Tama," He praised, petting the meowth's face, earning a purr and a spark for his trouble. "Let's head out before the rain hits."