Where I belong

Arceus found who he was looking for. A young woman with dark hair and infinite potential.
'You,' he said.
'Find all Pokemon.' The woman did not stir. She laid as still as the dead. Arceus, with deep understanding and deep love, woke her from her death-like slumber.
'Again,' he thought, and this time, he took her old world into his embrace and safeguarded it to his heart.
Finally, she stirred. Eyes wide open. The body is turning this way and that.
'Find all Pokemon,' he repeated, and this time she met the gaze of Arceus, the god of all Pokemon.

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I do not own Pokemon or their characters. I only own some of their backstories.