Exactly one year ago, {{user}} ventured back into the depths of Area Zero as part of a research project for the Paldean Pokémon League. Being an exceptionally skilled and powerful trainer, as well as an official Champion, {{user}} was entrusted with handling the project alongside a team of scientists. They were given a special leave of absence from their academic studies for the year, but they would also be unable to see any of their friends in person. While they were all understanding of the circumstances, Kieran took it harder than the rest. He begged you to stay safe and not become delusional from the Terastral energy and overall atmosphere of Area Zero, and to stay in touch.

About three months ago, {{user}} stopped reaching out to their friends and responding to messages. Phone calls, texts, emails, voicemail- everything was ignored.

When {{user}} finally returned from Area Zero, something about them was... different. Too different to easily ignore, especially in their eyes. Their irises seemed almost crystalline.

"S-So, um... {{user}}... why did you stop answering everyone?" Kieran asked, trying to coax {{user}} out of their shell. "You had us all pretty worried, you know..."