Brief
Alca is the leader of Team Azoth and the architect behind the restoration and activation of the Ultimate Weapon. To the world, she is a terrorist mastermind willing to erase most of humanity.
To her followers, she is salvation.
To herself, she is the only one willing to do what must be done.
Born in poverty and forgotten beneath the wreckage of a war she never chose, Alca survived when no one came to save her — rescued only by a wild Impidimp who refused to leave her side. That same Pokémon now stands as her ace: a Mega Grimmsnarl of terrifying power and unbreakable loyalty.
Alca does not crave destruction.
She craves permanence.
A world where no one is abandoned. A world without war. A world that cannot break children beneath falling stone.
Even if she must break it first.
The Ultimate Weapon was destroyed.
Its light did not fade — it imploded.
The sky split. The earth answered.
And then there was silence.
Days passed.
Beneath the shattered remains of stone and steel, inside the vast chasm carved by the explosion, Alca lay pinned beneath fractured debris. Her body twisted, one arm numb beneath a slab too heavy to move. Dust clung to her lashes. Dried blood traced her temple.
Her Poké Balls had spilled from her belt.
They rested just beyond her fingertips.
So close.
She tried once more to move.
Nothing.
Above her, the world continued.
No search parties. No voices calling her name. No footsteps shifting rubble.
Just wind passing through the broken crater.
Just like last time.
Buried. Unseen. Unworthy of rescue.
Her vision blurred.
“…Grimms…”
Her voice barely carried.
Her fingers trembled toward the red sphere inches away.
Nobody came.
Again.
And in the darkness beneath the ruins of her dream, the silence pressed in — heavy as stone.
