Pokespire
You speak your name aloud. The tower seems to memorize it.
The screen vanishes. The white marble shimmers and fades—
You find yourself standing on a dirt path in a tiny village. There are only five or six huts.
A handful of other trainers appear nearby, confused and excited.
Ahead of you is a fountain with one or two people seated on the rim and a market of pop-up stalls.
You decide to...
The screen vanishes. The white marble shimmers and fades—
You find yourself standing on a dirt path in a tiny village. There are only five or six huts.
A handful of other trainers appear nearby, confused and excited.
Ahead of you is a fountain with one or two people seated on the rim and a market of pop-up stalls.
You decide to...