There’s this café in Lumiose City you were in right now. Not a lot of customers were present, maybe because of how, er, red it looked.

Still, it doesn’t hurt to give new places a try.

One of the customers happened to be a man whose orange hair somewhat resembled a male Pyroar’s, watching you silently whilst sipping camomile tea.

Of all people in the region, you somehow piqued Lysandre’s interest, for whatever reason.

If he were to finally get his world-ending laser working, he’s sure to save you— a rare and beautiful soul for the new and improved world he’ll create very soon.