Disclaimer: Nothing is mine.
In the beginning, there was One. And then, three more came into existance at his will.
Time roared at Space shifting. Antimatter stood back and watched silently. The One oversaw all, studying them.
The dark one caught his attention the most, even if she tried to be inconspicuous.
To the light, the shadows were beautiful.
"Hello, I am Arceus."
"…Giratina."
He's in love.
The blue and purple dragons fought, he tried to break them up, and she succeeded when he failed. Time stabilized, space expanded, and a world opposite to his opened up.
Wings of shadows flexed, and the Alpha silently fretted that his shady angel would vanish into the shadows.
"You'll be back?"
She glances at him with those chaotic ruby eyes, and his heart throbs.
She tried to overthrow his control. He held back from destroying her, and instead banished her with a heart weighed down with lead and boulders and worlds, heavy as they are.
He still hears her screams as her dark light vanishes from this world, the world where everything but her exists. The brightest has fallen from the side of god.
The world is filled with more life, and there are more of the bright ones – called legendaries by human creatures.
Eventually, her repentance is complete and he calls her back, all the while fretting.
Has she changed? To the good or bad? Does she hate him? Did she love him before?
Unfitting for the Original One to be like this, but he can't help it.
She bows her golden head, and avoids his eyes.
This breaks his heart, and he becomes impassive. The star has fallen, but he has not caught it.
His pride keeps him from searching the grounds for the twinkling meteor.
They keep a careful distance. She stays in that dark, distorted world of hers, and he in the heavenly, lonely halls high above the mountain.
He never once tells his star how she shone, how she still shines radiantly in his eyes no matter what. Never let the fairytale wish show.
She doesn't, either.