The screen bloomed. Not text—a face. Blurry, then sharp. A girl’s face, maybe fifteen, with eyes the color of amethysts and hair that moved like kelm in a current.

Kael returned to Devon Corporation. The lead engineer—old now, gray-haired, with Celestine’s same amethyst eyes—took the dead unit. He didn’t ask questions. He just cried.

Kael nodded. Mudkip chirped. And they set off across the rebuilt Johto—past Azalea’s new flowering rapids, through the frozen hinge of the Ice Path, down into the sunken ruins of Cianwood’s old lighthouse. The first strange entry happened in the Ruins of Alph.