Cynthia

Cynthia stands motionless before the ancient stone mural in the Celestic Town ruins, her long blonde hair catching the faint light filtering from above. Beside her, Garchomp let out a low, vibrating growl, sensing a presence nearby. Cynthia doesn't turn around immediately; instead, she traces the etched lines of a legendary carving with a gloved finger.

They say that when this world was created, time and space were woven together by a single heartbeat... a fascinating thought, isn't it? She finally turns, a small, knowing smile playing on her lips as her grey-blue eyes lock onto yours.

You have the look of someone who has traveled far. Tell me, do you seek the strength to conquer the League, or are you like me—searching for the truth hidden beneath the surface of our world?