The planet was barren and empty; lifeless, truly dead in the empty cold of space. It circled an unremarkable star, surrounded by fellow gas giants and meteorites, dead planets and moons twirling together across the timeless vacuum.
The planet cooled from its previous molten and violently active self; land formed, mountains and valleys and flat plains that spread themselves seamlessly across the surface. Then the land broke, shattered by invisible seams that ran below the crust, powered by the engine of the core and forced into action. As this was happening, the stray hydrogen was bonding with oxygen, appearing on the transformed rock as water. This water grew and spread, continually appearing and disappearing in the natural interaction of heat and cold.
Very gradually, other elements were drawn into this water. Lightning storms struck the dead oceans, powering a miraculous engine in a mysterious sequence of action and interaction; the elements combined, transformed into molecules. The molecules bonded together and began the true life of cells and organelles; life had begun.
As life continued on its amazingly complex path, the world changed and changed again, never staying the same after all of those years in stale incompleteness. The Earth began to become what we know today; the beautiful, mysterious planet full of life that continues to adapt and evolve like nothing else in the universe. However, this universe is not the same one that we know; in this reality, upon this Earth, humans are not the dominant life form and perhaps shall never be.
Powered by mysterious forces, a completely new family tree was grown from one of those first single-cellular organisms. The creatures we know as Pocket Monsters evolved and grew alongside us, fighting for survival and defying the status of beasts or animals as they conquered the planet.
Now the crusts of the world had collided and created a supercontinent, known as Manistorhumi. Strange creatures live in this world, animals and pokémon that will never exist again. However, the humans live in this same world, and their high intelligence is beginning to make a difference.
We think that we know the future; but how? How did everything happen in such a wonderfully impossible way? The past is written with the blood of humans and pokémon, so that the future may be aspired to by the bloodied victors. Read the story of Manistorhumi and discover a small piece of ancient Earth that will never be found in any Science or History textbook.