This world is inhabited by creatures that we call pokemon. People and pokemon live together by supporting each other, but now the scourge threatens the safety of the entire region. Kohaku has become a dangerous place, where children stay at home and only brave souls go adventuring.
Welcome to KOHAKU. Come for the nightmares. Stay for the tea and crumpets.
The season is SUMMER. It is easy for survivors to forage for food from the land, as there are entire abandoned farms ready for harvest. On the downside, you can smell the corpses.
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GRAND OPENING !
Welcome to KOHAKU REGION's grand opening! If you're interested in joining, come check out our grand opening giveaway!
it’s not the white marble or the number of steps that she counted on the way to the breeder’s guild that impresses milly. it’s the stories that had touched her long before she set a single foot in juno city. stories of breeders whose eggs have become the foundational stone upon which kohaku sits.
she is a rock. a simple, unweathered stone that had been cast unceremoniously towards the city of hope. today, she is to become one of the innumerable pillars. or at least a part of a pillar. it is not simply an honor, milly thinks. it is a duty. her usual hesitant steps become firm when she makes her way to the door. this is it. this is who she is. milly looks forward. that is who she will be. she must.
at the same time, she pushes back a little of her rising panic when she sets her hand upon the door knocker. it is a door that will budge for the willing and unwilling alike. milly is simply fortunate to be the former.
her hand draws back a little as the door swings open, but she keeps her eyes forward. milly tries not to let her nervousness show as she walks into the breeder's guild. there definitely won't be any going back after this.
"good afternoon, lady mercedes."
milly gives a small half-bow. just enough to seem as humbled as she is. she carefully draws herself back up again and hopes that her voice doesn't sound like mumbling.
"i am here for your boon, if you would honor me with such."
milly can be thankful that she's at least talked to enough eos breeders to know what to expect. she's also learned what not to expect from lady mercedes.
"...i will take these two, if you don't mind."
she gestures towards the ninetales and the vanilluxe with open palms.
the ninetales and vanilluxe both drift towards her and seat themselves just as primly as before. the ninetales carried a pouch of its new master's starter items within its mouth.
it’s not the white marble or the number of steps that she counted on the way to the breeder’s guild that impresses milly. it’s the stories that had touched her long before she set a single foot in juno city. stories of breeders whose eggs have become the foundational stone upon which kohaku sits. 
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