That wasn’t the reaction he was expecting. Those were names he only vaguely recognized. It had been a while since she explained the strange creatures that roamed her world.
“Cool? That’s the first time anyone has said that.” He was shaking, but not as badly as he had been the last time he revealed his birth marks to someone. “They’re just these annoying marks that brand me as a monster to everyone in my world.”
“A monster? Poo to them, those marks are wonderful.”
“In this world, one child out of a million is born with markings similar to a legendary Pokemon. That child is basically that legendary Pokemon’s incarnation in the world and is trained to control their slight powers by the previous incarnation. Said child is considered sacred.
Had you been born here, you probably would be considered Rayquaza’s incarnation, if not Kyogre’s.”
Rebecca was resisting the urge to inspect Silver’s markings up close, out of consideration for the other’s personal space and feelings.
Back in the Game 