Seth

Name: Seth
Age: 17
Ace: Kyurem
Badge: Frostbite Badge
WCs: Poliwrath, Tyrantrum, Empoleon, Clefable

Bio/History/whatchamacallit: Seth is an orphan raised by a wealthy family up North. He was found in the mountains just sleeping in below zero temperatures. He seems to be "suffering" from a chronic state of some sort of "mini-hypothermia", yet can function perfectly. In addition, non-surprisingly, he excelled with ice types, developing new and original strategies in battle and ways for the good of mankind. But naturally, this can go to a person's head, and in addition with Seth being only seven at the time, he was naive and convinced himself that the higher-ups in his family were incompetent and wouldn't let him use his true potential. So the higher-ups (His Dad, Uncle, Grandparents, etc.) "mysteriously" disappeared. As a result, Seth inherited his family's fortune and everything with it, and he was allowed to take control with some guidance. He didn't care about the guidance though, and set head first into the vast world. But history has a way of dealing with headstrong reckless people who don't know what they're dealing with, and history didn't fail to repeat itself in Seth's life. Seth destroyed his family, wasted his fortune, and was wiped from the history books as a shame. From what's left of his family, the decision that ruined Seth's family is dubbed "Absolute Zero". Fitting seeing as their net worth dropped astronomically and they became obscure nigh-instantly. Seth became a laughingstock and his mindset on the world changed drastically, turning him into a pessimistic, angry shell of a human being. He left his family in the hands of his similarly aged brother who he knew could support and stabilize it temporarily while Seth kept to himself. Seth wandered the world for a bit with what he had left and came across Mythos. He quickly proved himself (Okay it wasn't that hard seeing as Adara went psycho and Lizzie was crushed by a bulldozer, but those are different stories) and became a Mythos Gym Leader. Naturally, as a result of his type, Ice, he was placed in Bracket 1, but holds nothing back when facing Challengers.

That's all for Seth guys! This dudes kinda edgy...or maybe icey? Regardless of the puns, he likes to go singles more often then he should. So maybe that'll help you win the first match up! Whatever, have fun with this guy because the rest of the leaders sure can't. Seriously this guy lowers the temperature of the area he walks in. Anyway, go on and get wrecked in the chaos that is the Mythos League! Here's a big ass essay from everyone's least favorite leader!

"I'd tell you a story that details my life but someone with too much time on their hands did that for me already did that for you, so allow me to tell you another one. A bit after Absolute Zero, I wandered upon a cave. A cold, dark, wet cave that was perfect for whatever was left of me. I kinda just sat down and thought to myself. There was no room to cry nor was there a reason so I just sat there. Minutes turned into hours, and hours turned into days. I was going to need water soon, so I slowly hauled the fleshbag that was my body up to fight some water source that wasn't the disgusting cave floor. Slowly, the cave got more beautiful. Little plants started appearing. The smell became more enticing. More tiny animals started appearing. And then, I got over myself and realized this was just a stupid cave and that I was hallucinating. But what I did see was a pool of water. I think it kinda represented me in a way you know? The cave that is. It started off shit, turned into something good, but right as I got ahead of myself and that it was getting better, reality kicked it in and it all vanished. I drank out of the pool. It was freezing. It was damn near Ice I was drinking but I'd be damned if I licked the moisture out of the cave ground so I drank. I drank to my heart's content only to realize that once again, the real world wasn't so nice. A creature snuck up on me, and savage threw me against the cave wall, as I was drinking from its water. The beast, the shell of something once whole, complete, and powerful that you know as Kyurem stared me in the eye as it loomed above me. It slowly made its way towards me, and you know what? I said "fuck it" and looked that...frozen chicken thing right in its eyes and accepted whatever happened next. Unfortunately, it didn't kill me. In fact, I think we related on some level. So it made its way back to the pool and started drinking. I stayed in that cave for a few more days, not daring to move lest I upset the creature. I wasn't really scared though. I was just thinking the entire time. Then right before I got the nerve to move, it brought me the remains of a dead zubat. I got a bad case of Diarrhea, but hey, it was something to eat. Eventually, I realized I had something in my pocket. Something that had been compressed for a while. A Pokeball. Kyurem recognized it too, and the minute I pulled it out, it stiffened, and then slowly relaxed and just watched me. Then when I tensed up, it attacked. We wrestled for a while. I didn't have much strength so it slugged me a bit, but I had to get up. I was going to catch this thing if my life depended on it. I just...ran at it then. I didn't really charge since I was too weak, but when Kyurem charged at me as well, I knew I had won. Regardless of my body, my mind was good enough to distract it with my running beforehand. Right as it charged I simply rolled the pokeball on the ground like a bowling ball and it ran right at it. Boom. One shake. Two shakes. Three shakes. "Click!". There it was. Rolling towards me on the dank ground. I picked it up and I recognized the power within my hand, but I decided against doing anything with it. Instead I layed there for a while. Weakened, beaten, but not defeated, I stood up with a purpose. A purpose, to bring other people down here with me. You people think life is all great. You think rich people have to make zero hard choices; but you don't consider their come up and the fact you don't know anything about them except what the biased media tells you. You say poor people are so disadvantaged, which is true, but don't consider the fact they get the luxray of not having to worry about everyone's eyes being on them. At the end of the day, you only consider the negatives. Never the positives, because then you'd realize just how privileged you are yourself. But really, the biggest fact here is that we're all so insignificant. At the end of day, we're all equal to the unshaken law of reality. To act as if you're not is breaking the law. I'll bring you all down to my level and beat you with experience. There's no point wishing "Good luck" and "Have fun" at the beginning of a battle, because you'll just come back. But that's okay. I need punching bags anyway."

Riiiiiiight, someone cares a liiitle to much. Regardless, his pokemon don't have a particular theme, but if I must apply one, then it's more philosophical then anything. Often times, he won't name his Pokemon. Sometimes he will. He's a wildcard honestly.