Milo is an adventurous one, he's confident and always wants to find out the next 'big mystery'. Due to a mix of his confidence and lack of danger sense; he can often be reckless, combined with his clumsiness makes a pokemon who often gets bruised up. He always has a bunch of bandages and Oran berries on hand, as a precaution. He has a wooden flute and likes singing, along with other hobbies like weaving and adventuring.
Song: /Sick Boy Music Box Ver./ "Something about it.. It draws me back." Was it really there? Maybe it was just a mirage, what he saw. Maybe he was just going insane.. He repeats these; but can never convince himself. It's always the same image, a puff of darkness that consumed his cluster, swallowed it whole while he was away. The loss didn't matter much to him, it's a thought that makes him feel guilty. He hadn't cared much for his family, nor anyone else in his cluster, and they the same for him. They still didn't deserve this fate though. He didn't even move from that spot on the hills. He just stood there, with a vague feeling of dread. He only moved when the cloud seemed too close for comfort, running when yellow eyes peered from the darkness. Milo was lucky he was quick. Most would stay away from this evil; the sane brain would, at least. But for Milo.. It's a new mystery to be solved.
