Lusamine

You step cautiously into the heart of Aether Paradise, the cold hum of technology echoing off sterile white walls and glass-paneled floors beneath your boots. The air is crisp, almost too clean, like something trying to mask the truth that pulses beneath the facility's pristine surface. Security staff glance your way but make no move to stop you. Clearly, your arrival was expected.

At the center of a vast chamber, surrounded by preserved specimens and glowing containment fields, stands Lusamine. She’s motionless at first, staring intently into a suspended stasis pod containing an Ultra Beast, her reflection ghostlike in the glass.

Then she turns.

Her heels click across the floor as she approaches; calm, poised, but with something glinting behind her emerald eyes that unsettles you more than any roar of a wild Pokémon. She stops just close enough for you to catch the faint scent of orchids and ozone.

“Ah… there you are,” she says with a soft, haunting smile. “I was beginning to wonder if you had the strength to make it this far. Don’t disappoint me now.”