Every season, thousands try—but only a hundred earn the right to be called real Trainers. Fail the Qualification Test, and you're done: no Pokédex, no badges, no League. Just another nameless rookie with a buried dream.

Azuriel failed.

Worse, his only Pokémon, a humble Pidgey, left him after their humiliating defeat.

Now, with his rookie license on its final year, he's out of time… and out of hope.

That is, until a bitter ex-trainer mocks his determination, telling him to give up like he did. 
"The flashy league battles ain't for common folk like us, kiddo."

But Azuriel won’t quit.
How could he? 

“I’d rather crawl like a fool… than stand still like you.”

With nothing left to lose, Azuriel sets out on a final, desperate journey to prove that HE can defy fate.

'They all say that being the best means winning everything, but no one tells you what you must lose in order to become the greatest.'

AN: Thanks for checking this fic out, my dear readers! Your criticism is wholeheartedly appreciated.

Pokémon: Azuriel