When the shards of Arceus begin to fall
The Absol entered her library, and walked straight over to her newest notebook, taking it off its shelf. At her desk, she opened the notebook; flipping through pages of hastily written things to get to a certain page. Despite loving all legends and myths, there was one in particular that caught her eye; one that she felt like she had to know all about. Like always, the Dark type read what she had written before out loud to herself, prior to taking more notes.
One from afar shall arrive to hear our call
While she knew she probably was wasting her time putting so much research into this legend, she didn't care. She was trying to decipher what the legend may be talking about, since it was fairly cryptic. Regardless, she thought, if one of these had to be more than a legend or a myth, she was CERTAIN it was this one. None of the other ones seemed remotely possible to her, anyway...
Once distant to mon, she reunites the plates
The Dark type soon finished jotting down her notes for today, before closing her notebook and putting it back. "Alright, time for more research!" She announced to herself, swiftly turning around and heading back outside. As the Absol left, however, she was unaware of just how interesting her life was about to become, nor was she aware of the old notebook on the floor. It was open to the middle, and there was writing on the page, but it was ripped and crossed out with notes of "deconfirmed" and lots of question marks, specifically around the second and third line. All that was readable was one line...
She of snow shall save us from our fates.