On The Topic Of Notes...

"On the topic of Everworld,

Somehow, I knew how to get to the Everworld without explanation. Teleportation, of some kind. Though I do not believe I could repeat such a feat, unless another one of my Pokémon perishes, a feat I do not intend to do willingly. Perhaps there is another way, it is simply unknown to me.

I found an endless hall before me, large red traditional gates, and pillars of glowing light seemed to hang from the ceiling. Although, I saw no ceiling in sight. Gold-robed statues lined this hall, and those that were whole seemed to wear masks of Pokémon. I presume these to be Pokémon who had lost their lives recently.

Meowth, Dustox, Sobble, Popplio, Bergmite, Dewott, and Shinx.

I have vivid memories of looking over these statues and being quite upset over Glacia's apparent death.

Shortly after my appearance, a gray cloaked figure appeared before me. Their body seemed to be amorphous, with no set shape. It didn't walk, more accurately hovered as it approached me. Near its presence, all color seemed to fade. Like the ink ran out while using a color printer slowly. Everything was grey, asides from the golden mask they wore that became more apparent as it approached.

Their words, unlike mine before, are burned into my mind. I could not forget their statements if I tried. I know not how they spoke, they simply did. I've gone over his statements over and over again in the text, and I do believe they are mostly accurate. I fear I might not ever forget them, actually. Panicked as I was with Glacia's death, their words, and what followed, might never be forgotten."

"You seek a phantom. A visage that wanders my endless halls. There is a price to reverse what had been done. You will be tested."

Somehow, as seems to be the case with these mysterious things, I instinctively know his name is Seta, as it continues to speak to me.

"Unless you wish to abandon the spirit? After all, there is always room in my palace. And perhaps, another, more fitting, trainer will come to claim them."

It is to my understanding, that dead Pokémon can be reclaimed by anyone, who chooses not to rescue them. To banish them. I am unsure how one would go about rescuing these banished Pokémon when access to it seems dependent on having your own to rescue.

Again, the being spoke. His words were still impossible to forget.

"So you wish to bring a spirit back with you? Answer me truthfully: What makes you think your ghost wishes to return after what happened? What will be different this time? Nothing returns from this realm unchanged. You too must change, if you are to win back the lost."

I responded to the being, but I regretfully do not recall all my words. I was again in adrenaline, and fear that Glacia might be banished for good. I remember calling her a hero, that she sacrificed herself for her home. That such a kind soul does not deserve to be doomed before their time. I explicitly remember saying she was cuddly, and likely wanted to cuddle again. I believe she cuddled upon my lap, during our interview earlier.

Most importantly, I asked how I must change to win her back. I was determined. Glacia, of all my Pokémon, has impacted me the most on my journey.

"You speak from the heart, but I can not give you the answers. I can only ask the right questions."

From there, I was led to some kind of hole in the wall. It appeared like some kind of shadow covered the other side, appearing akin to a doorway.

"Through here. You answered well, and now you have your chance. Nothing is freely given, especially life."

From there, I entered the shadowed doorway and ended up somewhere else entirely. I theorize that everyone who speaks to this Seta will encounter a trial unique to them. For me, I encountered something rather specific. I found myself in a foggy area, attempting to stand on what I can only presume to be frozen clouds.

The air was thin, so I was very up high, and it was hard to breathe. Glacia's cries were heard from somewhere and growing more distant as time passed, and the challenge became apparent. I had to jump from frozen platform to platform, whilst struggling to see said platforms. Given the frozen nature of each, not only was traction difficult, but they were sharp and uneven. I had to leap from platform to platform, some to even platforms that were too high to jump to, and required me to pull myself up by my hands, on sharp, yet slippery ice.

I remember a lot of jumps to spiraling platforms and a lot of injuries. My legs were bruised and bloodied, and so were my hands. At one point, I even mistimed a jump due to the slippery platforms and slammed my face into one, falling down a few feet, but not before likely breaking my nose upon the side of the platform. My body refused to move for a time.

Adrenaline, however, is a miracle drug. The fear within me of losing Glacia for good was too much. Somehow, and I don't know if I'll ever have this much strength again, I pushed through. I just simply jumped without thinking, the memory of the pain is still so real, and yet numb at the same time.

At the end, I ended up spiraling up into above the clouds. The air was impossibly thin, but I managed to jump off the platform and grab Glacia, who had apparently been floating further and further away with every passing second, despite her desperate attempts to get to me.

It was only afterwards, that I heard Seta's voice once again, as I fell into the abyss past the clouds, wherever I truly was. I know not from where his voice came from, only that I heard it.

"When faced with loss, you took a leap of faith. You have passed the Trial of Fog."

I returned to the hall after fading into black, finding myself holding Glacia still in my arms. And from there, I was able to return home. To my mother's house, literally, and get patched up. The magic of UNOVR Healthcare.

However, I have noticed an odd irregularity. Ever since that day, Glacia has been able to make great leaps. The move, High Jump Kick has apparently been leaned by her since the event. In fact, she seems to enjoy doing so quite often, crashing down with great force. It's almost a bit too coincidental to my actions during the trial, to be unrelated.

In summary, I believe that should a Pokémon perish, if an individual is able to arrive at Everworld, answer his questions and complete his difficult trial, one is free to return with their Pokémon changed for their time there. Said trial probably has variations, I would imagine. I sensed no malice within Seta during my time, only a calculated sort of treatment. As in, that was simply how things worked there. Death was a fact of reality, just like life."