Seen October 16th, 2016
Posted May 11th, 2012
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14.2 Years
This is my first fanfic and I hope to make it really good, I have been toying with lots of ideas for a very long time and hope to make a really big series.

Please enjoy and feel free to make comments.

Prologue: The Ancients

Peace comes from chaos as chaos does from peace. From the chaos of darkness the great one rose and from his light came the world we belong in.

First two he created, Dialga deity of time and Palkia deity of space. Three next he made Uxie of wisdom, Azelf of will, and Mesprit of emotion. One next he made and to this he gave a greater gift, the ability to craft new life from fragments of the great ones soul, Mew.

Mew made many, as he had many fragments, or stars as some say to make from. To each he gave his own gift of element. To some however he gave more power, the great legends.

To stop war however among the legends, the great one made three more, each a piece of his true soul, Cresselia, symbol of light, Shaymin, symbol of piece and Darkrai, symbol of darkness.

The great one became three, and the Ancient Ones as they were called ruled over the world with the council of legends.

Darkrai full of malent and hate however wanted the whole of the great one's power for himself. He knew that with the power of the legends, and the Ancient Ones he could have that power, and thus the great war began.

Darkrai created a great amy of shadows, with which he could possess and corrupt the souls of humans and pokemon. Cresselia and Shaymin gathered another army of all of those who would stand and resist the darkness.

Peace comes from chaos as chaos comes from peace.
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Neutrino

The Jelly-Stuff of legend...

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Leeds, England
Seen July 10th, 2010
Posted March 28th, 2010
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14.3 Years
Yay, another mystery dungeon story. It sounds like a synopsis, except a really long one, ebcause ti was short. It was detailed, and I couldn't find any mistakes, except for that he
created a great amy of shadows...
, which I found qutie odd. ( I mean it's spelt wrong, but of course, you knew that.)

I'll keep reading if you keep writing ;)
Seen October 16th, 2016
Posted May 11th, 2012
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14.2 Years
Here is the next part

Chapter One: The Shadows
Even at the end of my story, in the face of all other experiences, these last moments of my human life stuck out boldly as the darkest time in my whole life. Not that my whole life hadn't been dark, no it had been darker than anything that you might call dark.

So dark, well... In anycase we are drifting away from the point here. The jist of it is I had been born approximately in the year 348 ARD, meaning the 348th year After the Rise of Darkrai meaning that the whole of my life had been spent in the eternal, never-ending darkness of the Great War.

12 years of darkness.

12 years of fear.

12 years of fear only to have them come true.

I had grown up in the village of Merdaraei (MIR-der-EE) which was hidden high up in the mountains, well hidden from Shadows, at least it had been until about two hours before my human death when our watch posts spotted the two armies of Cresselia and

Darkrai coming from the North and the south and us bang-slap in the middle.

Ten minutes later Darkrai's scout patrols appeared and the village ended.

But you do not quite know what shadows are, do you? Shadows are dark spirits taken from the world of the dead by Darkrai and turned into warriors. But apart from the sixteen elementals, special shadows embued with power from on of great plates shadows aren't very effective due to their lack of physical form, so they steal the bodies of living creatures and, except for a few exceptions, usually concerning legendaries, destroys the soul.

And even if by some miracle your soul survives all it means is that you get to see the dark deeds that you commit.

That was how Merdaraei ended. The few survivors, including me and my parents, fled the village, though, due to the lack of suitable roads, and the further lack of those still unknown to the shadows, you were lucky to get further than a few hundred meters.

My dad however knew of one of the hidden pathways and, after a lot of "Sweetie don't worry, everything will be okay" and "Son, I promise you we will get to safety," we followed the path away from our lost home.

We didn't get far, another thing about victims of shadows is that when a shadow possesses you they can scan your memories and unfortunately Kyle Jameson, an old friend of my dads knew about the pathway.

We didn't stand a chance. Not even two hours after escaping, they had us in their grasp. Kyle Jameson stood in front of us. If it hadn't been for the Purple irises and the red pupil in his eyes you might not even be able to tell that he had been taken over. He even spoke almost exactly the same way, although, there was a dark coldness that hadn't been there before, "Welcome into the army."

A shadow came in front of me and it all went black.

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"Hello, are you okay?"
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