Prologue
One Day, there was a Blue Pikmin named Sam. Sam was lonely in his group of fifty-four buds, but he was a leaf. This very day in the Valley Of Repose, many Bulborbs threatened the group of Blues. The deflated paper bags, the water, even the caves were filled with them. So they left the nation until they migrated. In the Perplexing Pool, there were many ponds for the Pikmin. The blues got a new habit of exploring the nation, so they all set off on a quest for freedom of this nation, and a new religion for all Pikmin. They first gaze upon a cave northeast of their onion:
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