exemption
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There was a time - ages ago - when my statues were painted in the brightest colors and I was worshipped as Arceus is worshipped now, when I lived as Dialga and Palkia live today.
It was a time where I was glorified, where I was prayed to - where I was legendary.
But all good things come to an end, and so they sent me away.
'You have committed a crime,' they told me, 'and so you are banished.'
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And so I was forced to rule in a world of black and white - the distortion realm, they call it.
And so I came to miss color.
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"Hello," the girl with blue hair whispers, holding her hand out cautiously.
The purple and white capsule clasped in her other hand is a mystery, a painful color for my monochrome adjusted eyes.
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It all happens at once - a flash of red light, a click, and black. 'Where am I?' I scream with a hoarse voice.
I receive no answer, but it is no different than usual.