Y/n Giratina is one of the oldest creatures alive. He has been around since the beginning of time, when his sister created everything. His sister... Arceus. Y/n hated her. He thought that everything she created was too perfect, so he put in some cha...
I looked down, and saw my daughter, Cresselia. I leaned down and gently picked her up.
"Hello, my little moon." I said.
I created her shortly after I created Darkrai. Both were now considered gods of dreams among humans, with Cresselia bringing good dreams, and Darkrai bringing nightmares.
Don't misunderstand me. I love both of my children. Both were great kids, in their own ways. Darkrai was quiet and studious, always trying to get stronger. Cresselia was energetic and happy, always able to bring a smile to my face.
"Daddy!" She said, "I learned something new!"
"Oh really?" I said, "Why don't you show me?"
She jumped down from me and walked over to a massive rock. She pointed her arm at it, and a pink aura surrounded her hand, and she used a massive effort trying to lift the rock.
I smiled a bit, and then I crossed my arms, and then I started lifting the rock.
She spun around, her smile massive, as she thought she lifted the rock. I dropped the rock, and she ran up to me, and jumped in my arms.
After I let go, she ran off, happy as could be.
I watched her go, and then went back to doing what I was doing before, absolutely nothing. I floated on my back, my eyes closed, and my arms behind my head.
"Long time no see brother."
I opened one eye, and saw Arceus there, a portal closing behind her.
"What the hell do you want?" I asked, moving to a standing position, but still floating.
"I see you decided to create life." She said, "They seem like good kids."
"They are," I said, "They're MY kids."
She sighed, "Y/n, this isn't the place they should be raised."
"What are you talking about?"
"I'm taking them with me."
I pulled out my scythe, but she held up a hand.
"Please Y/n, for the children," She said, "Don't worry. I'll take good care of them. I'll train them, and make sure they do their jobs properly."
I made my scythe disappear, and looked down, grief-stricken.
I grabbed her collar, and pulled her close.
"If you hurt my babies, I will kill you."
[Flashback Over]
*Y/n POV*
I turned around, and saw my daughter there, her bright blonde hair flowing gently.
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