In the beginning, all that existed was chaos in its purest and simplest form. There was nothing more, and nothing less. Everything was a swirling mass of both nothingness and everything that collided and exploded without rhyme or reason. Any time that life attempted to form, it was quickly exterminated by the sheer violence of uncontrolled chaos. Some believe that our souls and the souls of everything that will ever exist were alive at this time, and it was the colliding of the good and bad within us all that created the chaos. However, there is perhaps only one being who will ever know for sure…

One day (if you could call it a day, in a place where time had yet to exist), an Egg tumbled forth from a gaping void. This Egg was different than anything that had ever existed before. It seemed to be made of pure light and goodness, and all the chaos shrunk back from its emanating power. The darkness was afraid to go near the light, for surely it would be destroyed.

Cracks splintered the Egg's thick shell, erupting into a beautiful display of auroras and glittering illumination as the outer casing gave way to the creature within. It was in this way that the Original One, Arceus, came to be. He used his one-thousand arms to move and distort the chaos, sorting it based on its possible uses, and thus created our world, but it was not the world as we know it today. The world, while inhabitable, didn't look quite the same and there were no other living creatures to populate it. However, Arceus knew nothing of company, as he was the only thing that had ever been alive, and knew not what loneliness was.

Soon, it was discovered that even a god can become bored when it has unlimited power, everything doing as dictated, and nothing else of sentience alive. He reached his arms out to Earth and formed the plants, but it wasn't enough-they didn't do much of anything aside from grow, after all. He created first the Mew-the first Pokemon to ever exist-and then the humans, to live alongside each other in peace and harmony until the end of time.

As the newborn world changed and developed, Pokemon began to do the same. The Mew began to slowly evolve into the Pokemon we see today-the Bulbasaur and the Joltik and the Wurmple and the Gyarados and everything else. Some say that the evolution of the Mew is why Pokemon evolve today, to honor their ancestors even in their present forms.

As it turned out, as the Pokemon evolved, they became more specialized, adapted, and powerful in regards to their environments. They suddenly seemed more formidable than they had when they were just Mew. Humans, having no supernatural powers like the Pokemon, longed for their abilities. They became selfish and greedy, deciding that, if they couldn't have the power of the Pokemon for themselves, they would take control of the Pokemon.

Pokemon became slaves of the humans and their capture devices. They fled into the forests, caves, and tall grasses, away from civilization. But, at the same time, they were bound to their earlier promise to aid the humans and appeared before them in the wild, though not walking away with them without a fight.

There were kind hearts among the humans, those who wanted to capture Pokemon and befriend them rather than use them for selfish purposes. In some eras, there have been more enslavers than friends of Pokemon, and vice versa, but neither have existed without the other. You see, my dear children, you can never have good in this world without having bad as well…