"Every being in this world has both good and evil in them. There problem is some have more evil then good. At times we can't help it, we fall to the dark side, now and then. This, of course, is expected. No one is perfect. Pulling back to the good side, however, is the key. Some beings stumble so far down that they can never get back up. There was one time when just about everyone fell to the dark side. Only a few creatures remained good, and they to were struggling not to fall.
"Thankfully, this world has a deity that will never let everyone fall. This deity was the exception to the rule of having both good and evil; naturally, as a good god contains no evil. The world, however, did hold an opposing force. A being of pure evil was a rival to the deity. With fake promises and piles of lies, that evil being had lured nearly everyone over to that dark side. Still, there was hope. There's always hope, no matter how void of hope the situation may seem. The deity called out to the living creatures, seven responded. Those seven were the only remaining creatures that had not fallen yet. Each one had a certain, pure, trait. These trains were called virtues.
"Now the great deity called out to these seven. They all received instructions to penetrate the lair of the evil being, and to fin the evil trait that was the exact opposite of their good virtue. Only they could face the evil trait without being taken over by its power. So bravely, the seven creatures did just that. They became heroes that day. They defeated the evil, then called out to the great deity, who locked each captured evil into a gem.
"The seven saviors each took the gym of the power they had defeated and traveled to far away places to hide the gyms. The places they hid them were the seven most spectacular places in the whole world, and no one, to this day, has bothered them.
"Now without those seven evil traits, the vile being lost most of its power. With the last of it, the being placed a spell onto the gems, just after they had been set down. The spell was that no creature from this world could ever touch the gems again, and no creature in this world could ever face the evil inside them again.
"Now, since the evil was already trapped, many creatures shrugged of this spell, they thought it was worthless. What was the point of forbidding creatures to re-do something when it was already done? They didn't understand, so they didn't care. Ignorance, now why couldn't that have been locked into a gem as well?
"Anyways, there was a point to the spell, you see, slowly, the evil being was recovering power. Only a few creatures realized this, and they also realized that, one day, the evil being would gain enough power to destroy the gems. If that ever happened then all of the horrible traits of the world would be released once again! All of the creatures would once again fall, as we are very susceptible to caving into these evil traits!
"There was, however, a prophecy. This prophecy confirmed the beliefs of those who were wary, and it also brought words of new saviors. Because of the curse, no creatures from our world could re-seal the evil, so saviors from another world were to be summoned. Those saviors? Humans."
"What is a human like. Mom?" Singe had heard the story so many times he knew by heart what a human looked like, but still, every time, he wanted to be told again. Every detail from the story had to be stored in his mind with utmost care. As far as he was concerned, this story was the most important thing he would ever have to learn. His mother, a beautiful houndoom, laughed lightly. She had a wonderful laugh, one that always made Singe close his eyes in pure joy. "Humans are strange creatures, they have no fur, scales, or feathers and they stand on two legs. They come in many different sizes and colors, they speak differently from each other, and they have no special abilities as we do." Singe could not imagine that creatures like this would ever save the world. "What else did the prophecy say?" He pressed. His mother paused briefly, digging through her memory to find that part of the story. "It said that the humans must keep their identity a secret, if the evil being found out about them, there would be trouble. The prophecy also said that they must somehow recapture the evil trait and lock it away again, before its too late."
"Did it say when?" Singe asked this question every time he heard the story, and he always received the same answer "we'll have to wait and see." His patient mother licked him gently, then padded off to her own bed. Singe couldn't sleep, he stayed up, simply thinking about how wonderful it would be to witness the saving of the world. He wished he could be a hero in some way, perhaps defeat that evil being. Perhaps aid the humans on their mission. In another world of Pokémon, humans and Pokémon worked together, side by side. In this partular world though, there was absolutely no human contact. Many claimed that if any humans ever saw this place it would be ruined. The corresponding world of humans was empty of Pokémon as well, they probably didn't even know what Pokémon were! Singe tried to imagine what it would be like to live without powers. He couldn't thing of any good thing humans could do, any purpose in their life. They couldn't battle, they wouldn't last long on a mission. Did they even know about shops and banks? Were they savages? Singe shuddered at the thought of savages saving his dear world.
Suddenly, Singe realized something. If these humans were indeed powerless, or savages, they would have trouble defeating the evil being. They would need training! And who better to train them then a young houndour that has memorized every word of the story of the seven gems? At that moment, Singe knew what he was going to do. He was going to devote his entire life into the training and preparation of these humans. He would help them defeat the evil being! If they didn't come in his lifetime, then he would have trained another, an apprentice! He would keep training apprentices until one of them, one day, finally would help the poor, pathetic humans save the world!
This now, was Singe's self proclaimed purpose in life. He meditated over the thought until he could no longer hold his eyelids up. Finally submitting to the pull of sleep, Singe rested his head on his paws, closed his eyes, and dreamed of the day he would help the humans save the world from the evil traits once again.
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