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In the year 2030; Arceus, the creator (and father) of all Pokemon, had woken from his forced slumber after centuries since the giving the first humans his plates in thanks for first saving him. Making an orb to grant life, to help the human who saved him. Though, to help the human help their own village for a certain period of time. Though, when Arceus went to go retrieve the orb, he had betrayed and forced into sleep.
Years later, he awoke.
Angered, and incensed at the betrayal of a human he had trusted, he left the underground cave from whence he had been fooled and destroyed the old, uninhabited ruins that the human once resided in. While still incensed, the godly Pokemon scoured about to find his life gem from the one who had stolen from him before removing it forcefully from the human’s sole descendants clutches before disappearing from the planet to be upon his children.
Upon finding the first child he had created, Arceus had discovered her with one he had no knowledge of. One of the very few that had been purposefully made through machine. While not created by him, he still knew and felt the connection of said being as one of his own and immediately started to ask the forever child questions with her surprisingly ‘older’ sibling; Mewtwo.
The news, however, shocked and saddened the god Pokemon.
Upon listening to both, he had nearly been devastated on hearing what had happened through his disappearance.
Bounty hunting. Something that Arceus had never learned of when listening to both.
Nor did he favor that apparently that when Pokemon had grown extremely distrusting of humans that their own hearts had basically shut out everything. Everything. Resulting in the ‘birth’ of Shadow Pokemon.
Mew and her clone, from what Arceus had discovered, let the godly Pokemon mourn over what had happened so far to his children. A low keening wail would softly echo across the world as he mourned on for his children that had lost their hearts to such distrust.
Though.
Nothing could prepare the godly Pokemon about the revelation of human organizations that had sprung up.
To know that his own children, which humans called Legendaries (which was plain silly), were captured fully for selfish and destructive uses only.
It ate at the godly Pokemon.
In grievance and anger at how selfish humans were after his reawakening. Arceus summoned every legendary Pokémon to his side, it did’nt matter whether they had been created by him or if they had been artificially made by humans. They were his, no matter what.
He demanded retribution for those who have been hurt in his absence. Justice for all the wrong done. Vengence for those who have suffered while he had been in a forced slumber. All of which he would have for all of his children.
But he wouldn’t damn these fickle, fearful and spineless beings to death.
Arceus, while angered, he still had compassion towards these humans. There had been a small few that had been quite caring towards his own children, while compared to the large population that weren’t so kind. Those were the ones that had his rage toward.
They would have to learn on their own. Be isolated fully from Pokémon, they obviously weren’t ready to be with them if this is how they react or treat them. No help. Humans would have to start from scratch and forget fully.
Summoning all cosmic energy within him, he created and formed a new world, galaxy for humans, far from his kind. When everything had been formed and ready, close to their planet as possible, Arceus teleported every human that lived on the planet to a new one.
One that was uninhabited, untainted and held no Pokémon close to it whatsoever.
A majority of Pokemon called it a great blessing, feeling a weight lifted unknowingly to not be forced to fight against each other for fun or no such reason. While some who had kind humans that loved them greatly, called it a sad day and tragedy for them to lose their companions who cared for them.
All of them though, had understood the reasoning after a while. Knowing full well that the humans had fears over them and were growing more and more volatile with each year. Some Pokemon species nearly having gone extinct due to this (if ‘starters’ in every region were a clear sign of anything.)
So when it was a new start in the year 2030; a sign and possible omen. The number and year had significance in this race of mixed species. Predictions started to come in waves for many Psychic type Pokemon. It was enough for every Legendary, even Arceus, to take notice and make sense of it.
They all realized one thing.
Something bad was coming.
Not just for them, but for many other species in the galaxy if the visions were to be believed of odd creatures in them.
All the Legendaries agreed.
It was time for Pokemon to return and to make themselves known throughout the galaxy.