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#new wip! wherein Lear dies and Hoopa deals with it awfully
skitter-kitter · 9 months
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Hoopa made other friends over its long, endless lifetime. Some only lived for a few short years, while others lived into old age. The mythical pokémon enjoyed watching those who got to live to be old far more than it had expected. It expected to get bored once they could no longer chase it around, but instead it found itself slowing down for them. The deity hovered around them, showing them glimpses of the wonders it had seen; keeping out the gory details, of course.
But, no matter how much it slowed down or how many atrocities it hid from humanity it always ended the same way.
Either, someone hated Hoopa for existing and punished its friend for it, or its friend grew to hate it. No one wanted to be around a creature who was followed so closely by death. No one wanted to die.
It was not a surprise to Hoopa that Lear had died so young, but that did not mean it would not do everything in its power to reverse it.
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