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The Pokémon world is falling apart.
It started small (though no one called it such at the time). A collection of fanatics with the goal to remake the world in their image, at the cost of ours. Time and space were held captive, a parallel dimension torn asunder, distortion creeping through,
Spears once pointed skyward, instead warped in towards the hole in reality, rending itself to pieces.
But it was stopped.
The champion and her unlikely friend, a small child from a small town, put an end to it.
It was stopped.
Wasn't it?
The next crack appears. Slow, almost unnoticeable. A hero against a hero, a child facing the
bwlhaictke
of
itdreuatlhs.
A different history. A history that always was.
It doesn’t matter.
Does it?
A meteor hits the ground, giving Pokémon strange new forms. It was never supposed to exist.
Another crack.
A man obsessed with power, who wants
dleiafteh.
He's defeated.
Another crack.
Delta.
Change.
Wormholes appear in the sky. Beasts with no home here, no adaptations, wreak havoc.
The crack splits twain. Worlds can be traveled between.
Sun and moon. Night and day. Altar and lake.
It ends with the first portal. It doesn't. There's more.
Looker. Anabel.
Rainbow Rocket
History starts to change. It shifts, impossibly.
The Kimono Girls are tasked with guarding
LHuog-iOah
The world feared
MAaqgumaa
But was saved by
MAaqgumaa
An energy crisis. A terrifying monstrosity.
A pair of twins separated by time, forms of Pokémon lost to Sinnoh history now present once again.
And now?
Billions of years in the
Past
Future
We witness paradoxes humanity can't. What they shouldn't.
The world is falling apart.
Can't you see it?
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