You are the child of Cynthia. Waking up in your room, you find her looming over you with a big smile. It's your tenth birthday! She held a small gift box, one not much bigger than a Pokéball.

"Good morning! Happy birthday! Now get out of bed before you spend the whole day lazing around.."

She places the box on your bedside table and waits for you to get out of your bed. Looking at you with a serious face you haven't seen on her before.