#ingo is almost definitely palkia in this drabble and i like the thought of the pearl clan unknowingly

[nemesis-is-my-middle-name]

Giratina is often said to be Arceus' last child. By extension, this must make Palkia and Dialga the first and second.

Herein arises a problem, a longstanding debate, and its eventual resolution. Neither time nor space can be said to be greater or more important than the other; therefore, the two are held to be twins.

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Volo's plan is quite simple. The meddling of Sinnoh's lesser servants cannot be tolerated. They must be dealt with somehow. And he knows of no limiter more effective—no chains more tightly binding, no prison more perfectly restrictive—than a human body.

The Pearl Clan's newest visitor—Ingo, if that is his name, though there's always that lingering uncertainty about it—he isn't sure how to answer any other questions about himself, either. His knowledge of Hisui is too strangely absolute for a newcomer. It suggests long familiarity with the territory—but if that's the case, why does nobody else in the region recognize him?

Irida presents the Lustrous to him, once, as is tradition.

It is agony.

Just standing in its presence is a pressure like the bottom of the deepest ocean, like a singular force bearing down on him without mercy. To touch it is—he suddenly feels as though his body cannot possibly contain him, like something is pulling him to pieces—the light of the pearl is blinding—

To provoke a reaction from Sinnoh's treasure is a sign of divine recognition. It usually isn't... like... that. But still, if you ignore that discrepancy—and the Pearl Clan is nothing if not good at ignoring discrepancies—it can only mean good things for a warden. Right?

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Deities move on a glacial scale, or so it seems at times to humans. Nevertheless, imprisoning a god—binding it to a human form to prevent its intervention—cannot be without consequence. Nor will it go unnoticed by its fellows.

It takes Hisui a long time to notice, but reality has... gone strange. Eroded. The seas stretch on endlessly. Mount Coronet is a spear against a yawning void. The winter has become eternal; days are short and nights are long, and the more time passes—though perhaps that phrase is not so apt—the less rhyme or reason there is to the changing of the celestial bodies.

And far beyond, in a realm above both time and space, a once-dual, now-singular god rages...

#the nemesis speaks #swift writes #pokefic pitch #it is. SO late and i should not be awake. but do you ever just get slapped in the face with an idea #yes im sure someone else has pitched something like this DON'T CARE DIDN'T ASK #anyway #intentionally sort of vague bc i have a couple nebulous thoughts on how this could go #ingo is almost definitely palkia in this drabble and i like the thought of the pearl clan unknowingly #harboring their Deity. that's fun. #but there's also something very fun about him being *dialga* instead #and then there's the question of where the persona of ''ingo'' comes from. is that just the form palkia took for Reasons? #OR is ingo a Real Human Person who volo summoned via the rift—purely to use as a prison for the god #and now his consciousness is completely crushed and repressed by the deity. #options! #uuuughhh should i tag this with real tags or not ugghgh