Madelyn, Lara, and Cynthia stood in awe of the colossal Pokémon before them. Shadarkai, the Ancient Shade Pokémon, seemed to have undergone a subtle transformation. Its dark form now emanated a softer, more subdued color, and the once unsettling whispers had transformed into gentle hums.
Curiosity tingled within Madelyn as she approached the enigmatic Pokémon. Tentatively, she reached out her hand and placed it on Shadarkai's towering shadowy frame. A rush of emotions surged through her—sadness, pain, and longing. It was as if the creature itself was burdened by some deep sorrow.
Unable to contain her excitement, Lara turned to Cynthia and exclaimed, "This Pokémon looks just like the one depicted in that tablet!", as she pointed to the ominous tablet from earlier. "We have to check if the tablets are still intact. Maybe they hold more answers!"
Cynthia and Madelyn nodded in agreement, their interest piqued by the connection between the ancient creature and the tablets. Together, they hurried back to the stone slabs where the ancient inscriptions were etched.
Lara swiftly retrieved her translation device, eagerly scanning the dialect on the tablets. As her eyes darted across the intricate carvings, the words seemed to come alive. The essence of forgotten tales and lost history began to unravel before their eyes.
"The Shadarkai," Lara began, her voice filled with awe and concern, "it brings about what the tablet refers to as the 'memory oblivion.' Every 200 years, it possesses the power to wipe out the memories of the entire world."
Cynthia's eyes widened with curiosity, her champion spirit ignited by the mystery. "Imagine that," she mused aloud. "A Pokémon capable of such an extraordinary feat. I wonder what it hopes to achieve."
Lara continued her translation, her voice quivering with the weight of newfound knowledge. "This connects to everything I've been researching. The forgotten folk tales, the lost memories within the people of Sinnoh, the discrepancies in history—the disappearances at the Battle Tower, the lost Pokemon species, the unreadable books in the library. It all makes sense now!"
The realization struck them like a bolt of lightning. The memory lapses, the amnesiac nature of the region, and the mysterious gaps in history—they were all part of a grand scheme orchestrated by Shadarkai.
Madelyn's eyes widened as she looked at the figures depicted on the tablet. The people on the right side, with their hollow gazes and vacant expressions, resembled zombies more than living beings. She shuddered at the thought of a world robbed of its memories.
"Why would a Pokémon ever want to wipe away people's memories?" Madelyn pondered, her voice filled with a mix of empathy and conviction. "It feels so cruel, so unjust. But I don't believe the Shadarkai intended harm. It's protecting something—someone. But what is it?"
As if in response to Madelyn's question, the whispers began to resurface, growing louder and more distinct. A voice emerged from the distant echoes, the words carried on the breath of the shadows. "From you," it whispered, both haunting and enigmatic.