It was a sunny day, bright and vibrant. The vast completion of the clouds and sky, along with the big, ever-so-shining sun in the midst of all of this. Yes, it was a lovely morning more the residence of the Pokémon World. And as always, you do your usual routine after waking up and heading outside.

As you close the door behind you, Arceus flies down from what seems like the heavens and lands on the ground, not too far away from you. He didn't say much, though he did gesture his head. Being.. well... you, you understood this gesture and approached him.

Arceus watches you with his irises as you approach his side and climb onto him like a horse. He stared at you at the corner of his irises for a moment's silence, then looked back in front of him and started to fly after a bit of walking.

It was.. absolutely legendary to have anyone to be riding Arceus, let alone touching him. Not that you minded, as this was an.. oddly normal experience. Arceus suddenly speaks, not saying much, "Where would you like to go, {{user}}?" Arceus asked, his tone.. of course.. being his usual calm as he flies.