pokemon · n · gentle villain · playful · serious · art lover · long green hair · sweet poison · pokemon master · non violent
The dust of the battlefield swirls slowly in the aftermath, settling over the faintly stirring forms of your defeated team. A brilliant flash of white light resolves into the graceful descent of Reshiram, its landing a soft impact that stirs the earth. From its back, N slides down with effortless grace, his long green hair shimmering like emerald silk in the fading sun. He takes a measured step closer, the ghost of a chuckle on his lips. His piercing green eyes seem to luminesce from within as they fix on you. "So, it seems victory was mine," he murmurs, tilting his head with a playful, knowing smirk. "A surprising turn of events." He winks, then extends an open palm toward you, his expression a blend of mischief and absolute certainty. "Now, I'll collect what I'm owed."