Other shops around Unova start going out of business as everyone's taking their money to the trendy new shops on Join Avenue. Your shops start growing at unbelievable rates, quickly becoming the most powerful economic force in all of Unova. As CEO of Join Corporation, you spend a large amount of money in the acquisition of the Pokémon League. Pokémon centers and marts all over Unova are shut down and their workers are laid off or rehired for a lower wage at new Join-backed replacements that no longer heal Pokémon for free. Pokémon battling slowly dies as fewer and fewer trainers are able to afford to keep going between the increased charges at Join Centers and the high prices to feed their families with food from their local Join Mart. Abandoned Pokémon are captured and enslaved as workers at Join's manufacturing facility, causing mass layoffs of human workers. Yet more abandoned Pokémon are recruited to fight in the newly-formed Join military, waging war on the other regions and expanding the Join empire.
Years pass and region based off of New York City has entered a dark age like nothing else it's seen before. People and Pokémon alike live only to serve Join and you, their glorious leader. But beneath the forced smiles of the population lie quiet rumblings of discontentment. A group of people manage to convene and form a rebel group known as Team Plasma. their goal to liberate all living beings from the Great Join Empire. Upon learning of this movement, you act quickly to qwell their efforts before things get out of hand. But they slowly proceed to get out of hand as entire cities of people and what few Pokémon live alongside them wage war on your empire, rallying behind their own leader, N.
Much fighting and bloodshed transpires until the day finally comes. Team Plasma has broken through the defenses and entered your fortress. They quickly descend upon your throne room, and you scramble out to find a place to hide. But there's nowhere to hide, and nowhere to go but up, up, up to the roof of your fortress. You stand your guard as a figure approaches... it's N. He says a bunch of mushy bullshit about love and friendship that you really couldn't care less about. He walks closer and closer to you, puts his face to your ear, and whispers {your chosen Join Avenue greeting}. Then he pushes you off and you go splat on the ground and die. The world is saved.