Every story ends with a happy ending. Who told you that? Let me tell you now, a happy ending is as much a fairytale as the story that has one. All decisions, no matter what, always end in sadness and hatred. At least, they do in my life. I've lived for millennia, shunned, hated by all who see me. I was raised by someone I once thought perfect, but I realize that was all a lie. When he told me I was to become the Devil, I realized that he didn't care for me at all. I still hate him. I hate Xyrule for what he did to me.
My name is Flarimist, and this is where my story begins.
The day after Xyrule created the Xyrullean Complex around Kharkoul, and my 10,000th birthday...
''Why did you create these Universes, Father?'' I asked. I walked through the Universe that Xyrule had created as the gateway to all others. He had let me name it, and I called it the Time-Space Intersect, or simply the Gateway. I saw Kharkoul on one side and another Universe on the other. I went through to the other Universe, which Xyrule had blessed with life. Many different species that Xyrule called ''Pokemon'' walked, flew, and swam through the world, followed by another species which all stood on two legs and wore clothing made from fabric made from things like Nanab Berry strings. Xyrule had named them ''humans''. They went nearer to me, and I shifted my appearance to look like them.
''What is your name?'' the largest, a male whose name was Aster, asked. He had dark steely blue hair that jutted in every direction and intelligent amber eyes. He had two liightning-bolt marks under his eyes.
''Where are your parents?'' the second-largest asked (my human form is a child, like me). She had brick-red hair and brown eyes. She looked less remarkable than the male.
''M-My name is, uh...'' I started, and felt a hand on my shoulder. I looked back, and saw a man with startling green eyes and a necklace with an amulet on the end. It was a white plate with a lime-green snake spiralling outward. I recognized it, and smiled, knowing it was safe.
''This is my son, Aden. He's very adventurous. Sorry if he bothered you.'' the man said. I decided I liked the name. It fit well. It meant ''fire''.
''It's okay. We were just travelling through here anyway.'' the female, named Brooke, said cheerily. ''What is your name? This is Aster, and my name is Brooke.'' she said.
''My name is Xyrule.'' my father said. If the human family saw anything strange about their creator's name being used for a human, they didn't show it.
''There's going to be a meeting tonight. Xyrule the Creator is hosting it.'' Aster said. All of this first generation of humans knew Xyrule, and had seen him.
''I know. I'll be there.'' Xyrule said. He turned me around now. ''Come on, Aden. I believe I never answered your question.'' Xyrule brought me to the hidden portal, and I looked back at the family of humans. They didn't seem to care when both of us disappeared into the Gateway.
In Kharkoul...
''Those humans seemed really nice.'' I said, changing back into my true form. Xyrule did as well.
''I created them to hold that Universe. I gave them the ability to adapt and learn. I also gave them high intelligence, because they are meant as the driving force of that Universe. But remember, I also gave them free will. Not all of them are as nice as Aster and Brooke. You should use caution when near them. If they learn who you are...'' Xyrule said. A Xorro scurried up to him.
''The Great Paradox is complete.'' it said in its own language, which humans would later name Pokespeech. Xyrule nodded.
''Come, Flarimist. It's time for you to meet your brother.'' he said, following the Xorro. I went along, wondering what a ''paradox'' was.
A few minutes later, Xyrule stopped in front of a large, shadowy egg. It was over three feet tall. Xyrule's eyes glowed green, along with the Power Plate. He gave the thing inside of the egg life, and a long scar filled with glowing Dark energy began to form. The rift widened, until the shell split in half. A two-foot-tall humanoid came out. It looked like it was made of shadows. The image was recorded in my mind for eternity. It looked at Xyrule and me with large purple eyes.
''What is it's name?'' I asked. Xyrule and the thing looked at me.
''Why don't you have the honor of naming it? Something to show that it controls all enigmas and impossibilities in the Xyrullean Complex.'' Xyrule said. I thought hard about it. Somehow, looking at the creature made me fell like I had known it all my life. It answered my question about ''paradoxes''.
''It's name, is Dillemel.'' I finally said. The newly named creature smiled at the name, revealing razor-sharp fangs.
''And so it is. Dillemel, the Great Paradox, is born.''