Once trapped in linearity, Lualdi now lives its grim past, its torrential present, and its cataclysmic future all at once. Second by second, the region marches towards a seemingly inevitable apocalypse that is shrouded in enigma not for what it will do, but why. The answers to the mysteries surrounding the impending calamity may lie deeper in the reaches of time than any may expect -- and somewhere with them is the answer to if Lualdi can even be saved or if it should be abandoned to its fate. But whatever you do, do so quickly... The apocalypse will not wait for you to make up your mind.
Throughout Sistazzo, the land is crisscrossed with trenches that range from four to ten feet in depth. Broken, dusty Poké Balls and rusted firearms indicate these trenches were used recently, but there are no records of any sorts of battles to ever take place in Sistazzo, let alone ones from the past several decades. Bones of humans and Pokémon alike can be found, bleached white from untold years in an unrelenting sun. Those who tarry here often hear screams of pain, gunfire, and the clamor of ruthless Pokémon battles, yet the source of these sounds has never been found.