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Welcome to the Etereal Nuzlocke

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> Please keep in mind that this is a nuzlocke, meaning that a fainted pokemon is dead. However, it will still remain PG-13, so read if you feel like being able to handle it.
> Don't comment. If you have a question considering story/anything else concerning it, contact me via PalPad/PM.

>TBA

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Chapter one: Town of Honeywood

A new day, a new beginning, they say. For a soon-to-be trainer this would be quite a normal day, but it was their birthday. They were still lying in bed, peacefully dreaming and then the alarm sound goes off. This person's first intention with the alarm clock would be to throw it into a corner and probably destroying it, but they've realised how special "today" will be, and decided not to throw the clock into a corner. They sat, switched it off, stood up and walked to the mirror.
She had not much to "show", she was quite middle-looking. On her head there was a nest made of hair. She decided to brush her hair later, as now she has to wake up her friend Charrie. Charrie is a Tymphlosion, who used to be with her since she was 10.
As she looked at Charrie, she noticed that he was eyeing her suspiciously. His eyes were sparkling with happiness.

So what was this special day all about? You probably guessed it by now, that it's this trainer's 18 birthday. Her parents wanted to gift her something special and they sure did. They moved into the Town of Honeywood from the country capital, thinking that it would make their daughter feel better overall.
The problem is, there was no problem before and her parents just made up a big pile of problems. She had to leave her friends, school, most of the stuff she cared dearly about. Even that annoying sound of traffic was missing.
But she kept Charrie.

When she was ready, she called Charrie and got down the stairs to the living room. Although, Charrie had small problems walking down the stairs, as he was quite massive and the stairs were simply uncomfortable for him.

When she was downstairs, she saw all that you'd associate with a birthday party. Presents, balloons, confetti flying all over the place.

"Happy 18. birthday, sweetheart!" said her mom in a cheerful tone. Her daughter did tried to reply with a sweet smile, but it was more of an awkward smile.
"Is everything alright? You don't seem to be happy..." asked her mom.
"Sorry, I did not sleep well. I still got to adapt to this house and all." she said as she placed a hand on her forehead.
"That's understandable! Also come on, I got to show you more." replied mom and pointed her finger at the door.
"Uhm, what is it?"
"You'll get to know what it is soon."
TBA

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