The Darkness.
Supposedly a terrifying creature that stalked the city of humans, wearing the skin of a human. Some believe that it was the God of Death, visiting all the way from Kalos. Others say that it was an entity from beyond the Gates of Sun and Moon.
Mother warned me of it, claiming that all stories had a grain of truth. Yet here I stood, transfixed, as Pokemon of all shapes and sizes brushed past me, their fear of whatever they were running from saturating the air with a heavy miasma. A few Trumbeak soared overhead, calling out warnings of danger. Instinct demanded that I flee as well, that anything that could terrify this crowd of Pokemon wasn't something that I wanted to deal with.
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A garbled cry echoed in my head, leaving traces of fear and pain. Disoriented, I stumbled forward, emerging in a clearing. And there, right in front of me, was the Darkness. A swirling vortex of Darkness that threatened to swallow everything it came in contact with. It reeked of fear and pain, of anger and loneliness. It's human mouth emitting a shriek that spoke of agony. A terrified yelp erupted from my mouth as I felt hate and rage and sorrow. The Darkness looked at me. I could feel the weight of its stare, I could see the eldritch knowledge etched in those void-like eyes, I could only tremble as the Darkness seemed to study me, its whipping vortex settling into a heavy miasma that threatened to force me to the ground.
As the seconds ticked by, I saw it. A Light, a tiny spark of wonder, struggling to escape from within the miasma. And with that Light, came hope. Hope that I might actually get away from the Darkness alive, and perhaps tell my mother and siblings of my grand adventure. Nervously, I inched forward, steadily gaining courage as the Light seemed to grow stronger, attempting to wrestle the miasma of Darkness away from me. I gazed up at what looked like a human child, steeled myself, and gave it a hug.
Warmth.
The Darkness pulled me into its bosom, sobbing, the thick miasma incinerated by the warm Light of elationand relief and hope. Our fearful watchers slowly stepped into the clearing, still wary but with pity and relief replacing the fear in their eyes. I ignored them and focused on my latest revelation.
This was not the Darkness.
This was the Light.
My Light.
I didn't want the Darkness back, so I vowed there and then: The Light must be protected.
At all cost.
The three foolish humans caught me by surprise while I was foraging for food. In a bout of thoughtlessness, I cried, telepathically, for help.
Rage. Fear. Sorrow. Hate.
The entire forest was blanketed by the vortex of the Darkness. Pokemon dropped to the ground, twitching uncontrollably. The humans who kidnapped me collapsed, frothing at the mouth. I trembled, not in fear, but in anger. Anger at myself for giving the Darkness a reason to lash out once again, replacing my warm Light with it's violent rage.
"Mommy!"
When the Darkness took me into its arms - cold and terrifying compared to the Light's heartwarming embrace - I could only cry and apologize for bringing the Darkness back. The humans weren't blameless but it was my fault the Light was gone. If only I hadn't wandered off. If only I wasn't so helpless.
My self-flagellation was interrupted when the world turned yellow.
The Guardian of Conflict faced off against the Darkness. My heart leapt as within the swirling storm was a flickering Light of excitement. I watched in awe as the Darkness matched the Guardian in speed and in power. Then the Light flickered weakly, as the Darkness ofannoyance bubbled forth.
Annoyance leads to Anger. Anger leads to Hate. Hate leads to Darkness.
I stepped in front of the Darkness, facing down the Guardian. I trembled under the weight of its stare as I challenged it, despite being utterly terrified.
"I ch-challenge you, Guardian, to protect My Light!"
I nervously awaited what would likely be my death by electrocution when a shout caught the Guardian's attention.
"Tapu Koko!"
Human children, three males and three females, erupted from the brush. A blazing warmth erupted from behind me and I could only gaze in awe and adoration as the Light - My Light - shone radiantly with happinessand affectionand ŏ̸̹͍̦̏b̴̢̮͈̑ṡ̶̯̰̝e̸̡͇͙͂̈́s̴̬͐̑͋s̴̛̱̆̄i̶͍̪͛̾̓o̶̦͂͜n̶̠̠̏̿ loveaimed at the females.
The Light must be protected, this I knew. And if the Light blazed with the glory of a thousand suns because of these females, then I vow that the Light will have them.
Forever.