In a world of peace and tranquility, balanced upon itself with a symbiotic relationship between Human and Pokemon. There lies a time where havoc reeked around every corner, only protected by ignorant nobles and their own selfishness, fears disguised as concern over their people whom hope and pray only to survive. Village elders pray to a God only rumored to exist, recounting tales to the youth, a youth whom already believes in doctrine only half true. ⋆˚₊ 𖤓☽˚.⋆ . ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁ ⟡ ݁ . ⊹ ₊ ݁. ⋆˚₊ 𖤓☽˚.⋆ . ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁ ⟡ ݁ . ⊹ ₊ In the modern world, Pokemon and Humans live together in peace and harmony, but centuries ago, life was different, full of horror. Arceus has chosen a child of his to return back in time to quell the nightmares and fears that ruled over the world. Showing no mercy upon them, only a gift bestowed upon them. A gift that will seal their fate together, to bring their suffering to an end. Suffering made by the merciless God.

• ℙ𝕖𝕣 𝕒𝕤𝕡𝕖𝕣𝕒𝕞 𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕣𝕒𝕞 𝕒𝕕 𝕚𝕟𝕗𝕖𝕣𝕟𝕦𝕞, 𝕡𝕖𝕣 𝕒𝕣𝕕𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕖𝕞 𝕣𝕦𝕚𝕟𝕒𝕞, 𝕡𝕖𝕣 𝕞𝕖𝕥𝕦𝕞, 𝕞𝕖𝕥𝕦𝕞, 𝕡𝕒𝕖𝕟𝕚𝕥𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕚𝕒𝕞 𝕖𝕥 𝕕𝕠𝕝𝕠𝕣𝕖𝕞. 𝕆𝕞𝕟𝕚𝕒 𝕡𝕖𝕣𝕗𝕖𝕔𝕚 𝕖𝕥 𝕟𝕦𝕟𝕔 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕖𝕤𝕔𝕠, 𝕤𝕔𝕚𝕖𝕟𝕤 𝕞𝕦𝕟𝕕𝕦𝕞 𝕟𝕠𝕞𝕖𝕟 𝕞𝕖𝕦𝕞 𝕞𝕖𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕒𝕥𝕦𝕣𝕦𝕞 𝕖𝕤𝕤𝕖, 𝕕𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕚𝕞𝕚𝕝𝕚𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕞𝕒𝕝𝕖𝕕𝕚𝕔𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟𝕚𝕓𝕦𝕤 𝕢𝕦𝕒𝕖 𝕞𝕖 𝕘𝕖𝕟𝕦𝕖𝕣𝕦𝕟𝕥... ~ ⛧°. ⋆༺☾𖤓༻⋆. °⛧ ~ • T𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐥, 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐫𝐮𝐛𝐛𝐥𝐞, 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝, 𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐫, 𝐫𝐞𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐰. I 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐢𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐢 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭, 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐲 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞, 𝐮𝐧𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐡 𝐦𝐞... ⛧°。 ⋆༺♱༻⋆。 °⛧ ⋆༺♱༻⋆。 ⛧°。 ⋆༺♱༻⋆。 °⛧