[Game thread] Skull Ruins Pokerole

[Iron]

The den collapses. Acid washes over it. The grass and vegetation burn. There's little left of the sacred geometric site but a muddy, ashen clearing.

Ventus calls his Pokemon to him and leaves the desecration. He looks back proudly on his work from a half mile away. That's when a silky voice speaks in his mind.

"Oh, how little you understand, Ventus Zachariah. You can destroy the home of these Pokemon, but can you shift the Earth in its orbit? Can you slide the continents into new positions? Can you drain the oceans and all the water that feeds them? For these are the sources of nature's might. You've accomplished little this day but the satiation of your own disturbed spirit."

"Creshire is a new land for you, rich in all the things that make life worth living. Let the den temple be a sacrifice to the future. Put the past behind you...as I have done. Consider well what I have said."