A sunny day in the middle of the wide sea. The waves, although noticeable, are not too rough and you can see how they break on the water itself, leaving the salt foam to drain for a few seconds, and then quickly disappear, engulfed by new waves. In the distance, a large island hides much of the horizon crowned by a large mountain. On the side from where we started this story where you can only see a large forest, further to the left, a village starts from which its continuation bends

  On the radio that Row wore around his neck, in addition to his small but well-funded bag, played that beautiful music by Gluck that Rowlet had always been fascinated by. The music accompanied him day and night, by sea, land or air, no matter if it was pouring rain, snowstorm or unbearable heat: it was a breath of air for him, to keep him from being plagued by his own sorrows and his own past.

  He flew through the sky as he hummed the sweet melody. "I can't wait to get there!"

  Row was not the same as the others of his species: he was a bit bigger than usual, making him a bit heavier, a minor disadvantage when it came to being able to be carried by the air currents. The brown fur that colored his wings and head was stronger than usual, and around his eyes, belly and inside his wings there were golden spots that made him more peculiar than usual. It was because of those things that he had been left alone. No herd wanted to take in someone so different and who, a month after birth, barely knew how to fly. However, he didn't want to think too much about it now, especially since the end of his long journey was just around the corner.

  "Come on, just a little more and we'll be in Onamuya!" he encouraged himself. And rightly so, because he could already see the waves forming towards the white sandy shores. At once he began to fly over that big forest. It wasn't a matter of time before he could see the whole village high above. He paused for a moment, hovering in the air as he gazed at the place in awe, "Wow, this place is great, just like that ad I saw in Galar!"

  He quickly descended and, slowing his flight, landed on the branch of a tree. On a small cliff: from there you could see Burning Town, one of the island's cities, which extended considerably flush with the coast, ending not far away, covered by another, somewhat larger cliff, with some water lagoons on natural rock platforms. Next to the sandy area, a large promenade of black and white stone slabs, where there were also some stores and businesses.

  On the beach you could see many people and Pokémon enjoying that paradisiacal place. Some were sunbathing, others were playing on the shore or in the waves, and of course there were those who took the opportunity to pose in front of their cell phone cameras in countless sefies. In short, a very suitable summer resort, although in the case of Row, it would be an ideal place to stay.

  He had not realized that the music had changed. The Dance of the Blessed Spirits was one of Row's favorite parts of Gluck's "Orpheus and Eurydice" opera. From that moment on only the voice of a man speaking in German sounded.

  - Is the program over already? How soon, it usually lasts two hours, today it has only been one hour....

  Having said that, he switched off the machine and put the antenna away. At that moment he closed his eyes and breathed in the salty scent of the sea: the sound of the waves crashing against the cliff was more than relaxing. He remembered the brochure he had found in that park in the Galar region: it advertised an island that had begun to be tremendously popular, at the same level as Alola, even though it didn't host any league or have any stadiums. This was because Onamuya had a very peculiar policy about Pokémon: battles between Pokémon as a sport were completely forbidden, because it was considered as forced use to train and fight - which was not always the case, but there were quite a few - and therefore, it was harmful, as well as hurting them. On the contrary, they were seen, like animals, as the best friends and equals of humans, although their true essence was not to be forgotten.

  This, of course, had caused a division of public opinion: those who were against the competitions and those who were. Those who were, argued that the competitions were made only as soccer is made, as a championship where two teams face each other and the one that does better wins, and that it did not harm the Pokémon, but weakened it, but recovered its energy. But the opposition argued just the opposite, something that in the end ended up turning into a battle of the masses, but let's not focus on that yet.

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  - It wouldn't be bad if I stayed here for a little while longer, the truth is that it's very comfortable...

  She put the radio in her bag, leaving it next to her, making sure it was balanced without the possibility of falling. She closed her eyes and, having the wonderful sound of the waves in the background, she decided to take a nap...

  But that was not to be.

  Suddenly, he began to hear some laughter that had approached the place. It sounded like children, although Row found it strange that they were interested in that area.

  - Wait, don't go so fast! - shouted a boy's voice as he let out some laughter.

  - You won't catch me! I'm the fastest Eevee on the whole island!

  - Huh? - muttered the Rowlet to himself. - An Eevee? Well, now I'm really not going to....

  And suddenly, by pure chance of fate, the tree shook hard.

  - Aaaay! - exclaimed the boy's voice.

  Rowlet did not manage to keep his balance. He tried to use his wings to keep himself up, but it was useless: he fell from the tree quickly, face up, and the bag right next to him.

  - Ouch, what a blow... Looks like I won't be able to rest for today, ho....

  But suddenly, he realized that he was not alone: indeed, an Eevee had crashed into the tree trunk, that was what had made him fall. This one was holding part of its forehead with one of its front paws, sitting on the ground while a Riolu was trying to see if it had done something to itself, its back to the Rowlet.

  - But they're Pokémon too!

  That was said out loud, though he had actually said it to himself. Suddenly, the Riolu turned towards him and was surprised to see him, the same happened with the Eevee. They both approached him, wanting to help him up.

  - Oh, sorry, I didn't see you until now! - exclaimed the Riolu.

  - Where did you come from? Because I don't think you fell from the sky, did you? - said Eevee laughing heartily.

  Seeing that they were friendly, Row smiled. The two of them held out their paw to Rowlet and helped it up.

  - Ha ha! Well, he had just arrived after a long flight over the sea, he was on one of the branches of the tree, resting for a while.

  - By sea? Don't tell me you're coming from Alola! It's one of my favorite regions, I always dream of going on vacation there! Is it nice there? - Riolu hadn't realized that she was being more curious than she should be.

  - From Alola? Not exactly, I'm coming from Galar, but I made a stop on that island...

  - On Galar!? - exclaimed Riolu, even more excited, "Wow, Galar is an amazing region, isn't it?

  - Hey, relax Percy, we just met him, why don't you calm down a bit? Give him some space. - Eevee said smiling.

  - "So his name is Percy!" - Row thought. - The truth is that I just came from far away, Galar was just one of my rest stops, although I left there because of the cold.... Oh, and because of an advertisement I saw about this island!

  - An advertisement? - they both asked at the same time. Row nodded and, taking her bag, began to rummage through it until she pulled out some sort of brochure folded several times:

  "Come to Unamuna, the summer resort for humans and pokémon."

  Basically, it detailed all the points of interest and the many things you could do there, as well as stressing their fondness for pokémon about how it was a safe place and for a great vacation, with pokémon fighting and such being forbidden.

  - I didn't know they had advertised Onamuya, how cool! - said Percy, excited.

  - So you're Percy, right? - Row asked.

  - The one and only, alive and kicking, the only one in the whole world! - he exclaimed, striking a funny heroic pose, showing pride as his eyes sparkled. - No one is the same as me in the whole world!

  - And that's why you're just an ordinary Riolu! - Eevee said, and started laughing nonstop.

  Percy got a little angry, frowning.

  - Hey, it was just a joke, I just wanted to be friendly!

  - It's okay, don't worry! - and to dissuade him, he introduced himself, "My name is Row.

  Percy forgot about what had happened and, without thinking twice, gave him a strong hug as well as an affectionate hug. Eevee did the same.

  - Welcome! - they both shouted.

  Row responded just as strongly, smiling: it was the first hug he had ever received in his whole life, and that made him very emotional.

  - Thank you very much!

  They both separated. Percy and Eevee looked at each other, determined, nodded to each other. Then they looked back at the Rowlet.

  - Come on, don't just stand there, we have a lot of things to show you! - said Percy, excited.

  - We have many things to teach you! - added Percy.

  And so, the three of them set off, with Row excited about the new beginning that was just a stone's throw away.