Lets pretend this makes sense, because it probably won't...

The last month or so in Paldea has been one of the wildest rides in existence. Aside from bringing Team Star to it's knees, you've also been duking it out with other groups and trainers after your title, not to mention the entirety of Area Two's been declared a Quarantine Zone.

Even then, life in Paldea's pretty complex. You spend your day going through classes, and if you have time, watching five of the biggest Private Military Companies in Paldea, the Dead Keaton Front, the Sons of The Boss, the Militaires Sans Frontières (who are to blame for the Xenfestation in Area Two), Desperado Enforcement LLC, and a new group, the Disciples Of The Burning Man, duke it out in Area Three from the roof of Naranja Academy. To them, Paldea is nothing more than an enormous game of Territory Control. It's a matter of time before they try to take over the rest of Paldea for themselves.

And then there was The Atomic Experiment.

All the records were torched after The Atomic Experiment was leaked to the public, along with the blueprints for Metal Gear Peace Walker.

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It's a starry night in Paldea. The sky is bright, the rays of the moon are brilliant, and even the PMC war in Area Three seems to have calmed down a bit, though you can still hear gunfire, explosions, and the occasional streamer of tracer bullets through the sky.

Sitting next to you is your friend, Penny, whom you've cultivated a close relationship with. Both of you sit together, watching the stars. However, she suddenly speaks. And what she says leaves you suprised and confused.

"Y'know... This whole thing... Team Star, the PMCs... It's all just a matter of perspective."