Name: Mero Genus
Gender: Male
Age: 15
Appearance: Blood red hair, and crystal blue eyes. Mero exudes an air of refinement, and high class. Even when in a simple hoodie, and cargo pants, he carries himself like a man of power. His clothes are functional, and practical for the Fortis challenge. His usual clothing consists of a dark gray hoodie with navy blue stripes down the shoulders, black cargo pants, and a navy blue shirt. He is rather tall, standing 6' 0'', and has a lean athletic build. It is obvious he is in top physical condition.
Personality: He is rather narcissistic having been groomed to take on the Fortis League since birth, and not having lost a single battle. He does not care to socialize with people who are neither interesting, or strong. Despite his narcissism he is incredibly aware of the battle field. His overconfidence is bred by his skill as a trainer, rather than being a result of his upper class heritage. He is a highly charismatic, and personable speaker, and can make connections to those who are important to him. To those he views as weak, he will show no mercy to them, or their Pokemon. He sees a weak challenger as an insult, and will make sure they pay for it in full. When mercilessly beating the weak, he seems to take a sadistic pleasure in the act.
Backstory: Mero grew up in the most well respected family of the Fortis region; the Genus. Many sharing his blood have conquered the Fortis challenge, and it has become a right of passage for heirs to the family name. Considering this pedigree, Mero had been groomed from birth to become a Pokemon master. His mother had made sure that he was always surrounded by Pokemon, and that he was capable of battling before he could even properly walk.
Mero's father was only in his life on occasion as he was always busy with work. No matter how much Mero asked around, no one would tell him exactly what his father did for a living. The child did not even know his father's full name. When his father did happen to grace his presence Mero was always met with a brutal training session. Even though Mero barely knew him, he did know that his father would not have a weak son.
Mero showed his natural affinity for battles early on, and was given the best tutors money could buy. He was capable of raising, and commanding Pokemon when he was only eight years old. Not a day was spent where Mero wasn't battling other trainers. With the Pokemon that were given to him, he was able to beat even some of the more experienced trainers of the region.
When he turned ten years old his father had a full six on six battle with him. The boy had never known what it was like to have been crushed so thoroughly before. Mero had never tasted defeat before, his loss only made more painful by the fact that he hadn't managed to faint a single Pokemon of his father's. On his tenth birthday, his father had taught him the feeling of defeat. With a cold demeanor, his father imparted one final piece of wisdom to his son, "The world is for the strong, and the strong only. Never compromise to the weak, and simply crush them without mercy. Pokemon are creatures with infinite potential, and reflect their trainer's power. If a Pokemon is worthless, their trainer is even more worthless. In essence, do not share this world with trainers like that. Find your true strength on your own, and when you do, challenge me again."
After this day, he had traveled to other regions, and competed in their leagues. With the Pokemon that were given to him by his, he demolished the leagues, and their champions. Mero was a genius who never stopped improving. After winning many awards, and earning first place in everything he set out to win, he came back to Fortis. Everything before had merely been his training, and nothing more. Now was the time that he would take on his true challenge, and he would win the league with every ounce of effort he could put into it.
Upon his return, on his fifteenth birthday, his mother gifted him a Shiny Rockruff to begin his journey with. Although he had raised Pokemon, and trained them before, this would be the first time he would travel with a single weak Pokemon. The degree to which he could train this Rockruff would be his reflection as a trainer. Mero spent the next week training the Rockruff to its fullest capacity without evolving it. When he had completed the Rockruff's Super Training, he finally decided to name the Pokemon. After a bit of thought, the trainer decided on the name 'Fenrir' after the norse wolf who would devour the gods during the end of days. It was a fitting name, given the fact that Mero aimed to take down the gods of the Fortis region. He was not simply satisfied with the league championship title. He aimed to win against the five gods who stood atop the summit of strength in the Fortis region; The Elite Four, and the Champion.
With his new Pokemon, a Pokedex, and an encyclopedic knowledge of both Pokemon, and the Fortis region, Mero set out. His journey started in August 21st(A week before Itigus); the same day that the Fortis League ended.
It was his birthright to win the league, and to become the champion. He vowed to crush all those who stood in his path to that goal.
Pokemon(Only One): Rockruff(Fenrir)
Region of birth: Fortis
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Likes(3 things): Strong trainers, A good battle, Putting the weak in their place.
Dislikes(3 things): Weak Trainers, Loudmouths, Losing.
(Here's the main antagonist folks. I realize he's a bit of a Mary Sue, but that's why he's so threatening. Tell me what you guys think!)