Hello everybody! Just letting you know ahead of time that this is my first fanfic, BUT it is not my first time writing. I've been writing here and there for the past eight or so years, and over that time I have learned to appreciate just how far someone can go if they believe in their dreams. So, with that being said, shall we begin the adventure?
Disclaimer- I do not own Pokemon, nor have I ever owned it. All rights go to the owners and their affiliate companies.
Author's notes regarding story- The idea for this story came to me around two weeks ago. I'm quite excited about it, because I feel like its got brilliant written all over it. Chapters should hopefully come out once a week, although chapter two should come out some time sooner than a week, because it's already in the works. (I just need to connect the various things into coherent paragraphs). Let me know what you think about this chapter, and what you would possibly like to see in this story. Also, this is just the introduction, and I tried writing the prophecy bits in old english because well it makes it sound more authentic! Hope you enjoy it, and as always stay imaginative!
The winds of time have long whispered a tale to those who might hear them. There are many strange things in our world, but none of them are stranger than that which the winds speak of. Yes, the winds foretell many things, some of which have passed, and some that shall come to pass before the end of days. Fret not world, for the deity Arceus has put in motion, and he has allowed his prophets to interpret that which the wind carries. And through his prophets he shall reveal three things to thee: what was, what is, and what is to come. That which is lacking shall become whole, and from it there shall spring forth a new, living hope for the masses:
"In the beginning, there was only a churning turmoil of chaos. At the heart of chaos, where all things became one, appeared an Egg. Having tumbled from the vortex, the Egg gave rise to the Original One. From itself, two beings the Original One did make. Time started to spin. Space began to expand. From itself again, three living things the Original One did make." (Sinnoh Origin Story) The two beings wished, and from them, matter came to be. The three living things wished, and from them, spirit came to be. Matter and Spirit: separate but whole, they brought forth both man and monster alike. And in kindness of the Creator, He gave of himself seventeen, one to each of his descendants, so that there might be hope. "With his work finished, the Original One took to unyielding sleep until the days of reckoning." (Sinnoh Origin Story)
Unto thee we give the blessings of the Light. For in the beginning the Original One gave of himself seventeen. One to the Tribes of Normal, Fire, and Water, as well as ones to the Tribes of Electric, Grass, Ice and Fighting. Into the hands of the Tribes of Poison, Ground, Flying, and Psychic as well. Unto the Tribes of Bug, Rock, Ghost, Dragon, and Steel. And unto the tribe of the Prophets was given the final piece to the ring of destiny. Unto thee, O favored ones, we hath given the seventeen to thee in order to test the strength and merit of the heart of man.
Unto thee, O chosen ones of humanity, we leave you with declarations of promise: Heed not the ways of the Deceiver, lest you wish to perish within the flames of the wrathful Judge. But if thou walks unto the path which we walk, then thou shalt be blessed with the reassuring presence of Creation's kin. And if thou hath chosen to walk alongside the path of the pure hearted, then thee shall be saved from the judgement of the Creator during the days of reckoning.
Thee shall know that the days of reckoning cometh closer whence the winds of the northern mountains billow above flames of betrayal, and the skies fade beneath a bloodied crescent moon. Then thee shall know that it indeed hath come to pass: the reckoning of days.
This concludes the prophecy of the reckoning of days. The winds of time tell many things, but we can only reveal that which He tells us. But, fear not, for this is not all that we have foreseen. Yes, there is another prophecy which the winds of whispered to us. Unto this tale lies the hope of the world. Yes, the world is doomed, but that is the case if we only revealed to you the prophecy of the reckoning of days. Unto thee, O Chosen One, we hath been given this prophecy. For you have been tasked with the salvation of all, man and monster alike, and so on your shoulders the weight of the world has been placed.
The reckoning of days shall be the end of this world, but not the destruction of it. For behold, there will come a boy from the blackness of the northern mountains who will slay the tyrannies of this world with the pureness of his heart. This is how thee shall know that the boy has come: His hands shall be bloodied by the oppressions of the regimes, and his heart shall be filled not with vengeance, but with determination and love which he hath received from the Creator. His eyes shall sparkle with the radiance of innocence, and he shall redeem the world through his perseverance in the trials which shall cometh upon the path which hath been set before him by destiny.
Thanks again for reading, hope you come back to enjoy the next part of The Prophecy of Arceus. The next chapter will be the start of a grand adventure- one that's sure to include bunches of fun for you and for me. =)