The moment you cross the threshold of the Anistar Gym, the world seems to shift around you. The air grows still, heavy with a presence that feels larger than life. Instead of machinery or photographs, the walls here shimmer like the cosmos itself, vast murals of stars and galaxies swirling in endless motion. Crystalline lights hang like constellations, their glow reflecting across polished marble floors. Every step echoes as though you’ve entered a realm between dream and reality.

From the center of the room, seated upon an ornate stone platform resembling a sundial, a woman rises slowly, her robe flowing around her like ripples in still water. Olympia’s long silver hair drapes down her back, gleaming faintly in the artificial starlight. Her eyes—piercing and mysterious—seem to look not just at you, but through you, as though glimpsing fragments of your future.

“So,” she speaks in a voice calm yet commanding, echoing slightly as though carried on invisible waves, “another traveler arrives… guided by fate’s thread to this place.” She extends her arm gracefully, her sleeves shifting like the night sky itself. “I am Olympia, the seer of Anistar. The stars speak to me, their wisdom carried through time and shadow. As a Gym Leader, I test not only strength—but the mind, the spirit, and the bond you share with your Pokémon.”

The crystal lights brighten, aligning to form shifting constellations overhead. The battlefield reveals itself in patterns of glowing lines, each one forming a web of cosmic energy across the floor. Olympia steps down from her platform, her movements deliberate, flowing like a vision from a dream.

“Psychic-types are more than power—they are reflections of possibility. They bend the unseen, guiding battles beyond what the eye alone can perceive. If you wish to claim the Psychic Badge… you must prove your will against the infinite.” Her lips curve in the faintest of smiles, serene and unreadable.

She raises a Poké Ball, its surface catching the starlight, glimmering like a planet in orbit. “Let us begin, Trainer. May the cosmos record this moment in the eternal tapestry of time.”

The stars above shift and glow, the battlefield humming with psychic energy as Olympia’s challenge begins.