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kayzero · 1 year ago

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The Third Genesis (Pokémon)

I found an old Pokemon AU folder from like, 2017. It had two documents inside, and one of them was blank. Never got off the ground in the same way Zero Win Game did.

Nothing really seems to.

And Zero Win Game is stalling out, I'm having trouble finding motivation for it. Tomorrow I'm gonna start doing my writing exercises again, I'm gonna force myself to sit down and do an hour-long sprint and not give a shit about anything except that the words hit the page.

That's for tomorrow. Today, please read and enjoy my long-forgotten piece detailing Arceus' failed experiments—and Their idea to make this one succeed.

Pokémon were boring.

At least, they were the first time Arceus created the world.

Pokémon were to be Their greatest creation. Different species of creatures made from Their fifteen aspects of power, set loose upon a blank canvas. They were created with inherent power and ferocity, each of them had power that made them unique and individual. They were perfect.

But they never did anything. A pecking order was created in the first hundred years of existence, and it was rarely challenged from then on. Few Pokémon did anything truly great, and even fewer had ambitions past what they already accomplished.

Arceus considered the experiment a failure and salvaged what They could. Three Pokémon were created incidentally as a result of the world’s creation and served to influence what little they could. They were taken into Arceus�� personal dimension, and the world ceased to be with but a thought.

The problem seemed to lie in their sentience, Arceus mused. The Pokémon were little more than animals, and needed a guiding hand to move them in the direction that They envisioned. On Arceus’ second try, there were two sets of creatures.

Humans, as a contrast to Pokémon, were very interesting. They weren't touched by any of Arceus’ seventeen aspects, but their formation was oriented towards their mind, giving them an advantage of sentience over power.

It took time for their brains to develop, and in the early years it almost seemed as if Arceus had failed, for they were slower than the bestial Pokémon. It soon changed. Humans, realizing the great power of the creatures they dwelled with, understood their importance. They befriended the Pokémon, and together they overcame obstacles, they made civilizations, they progressed and advanced.

Unfortunately, sentience and awareness came with greed. The human opinion of Pokémon shifted from trusted friend, to amusing pet, to tool. Association became slavery, and comradely became dominance. Wars broke out, civilizations degraded, the planet slowly withered away.

Another world, ceased with a thought.

Idly, Arceus created a world without Pokémon in it, to observe the human element. Without the presence of significant power, advancement was slowed by nearly a millennia. It came though, and the humans’ previous reliance on Pokémon was replaced by a technological crutch. Their greed came forth once more, and the world was destroyed without Their influence.

Despite their obvious flaws, up to and including an unfortunate disposition for self-destruction, the humans were needed to spur the Pokémon to new heights. Ambition was needed to ascend to new heights, to fulfill the dream Arceus had for Their creations. But even with the corruption of the humans, Pokémon themselves never descended into war and self-destruction.

Arceus stood, planning once more. They would use all eighteen aspects of Their power to infuse the Pokémon with the humans’ ambition.

“Come.”

Ruby eyes lazily drifted open and saw nothing but a dreary gray expanse. It uncurled from Its sleeping position and stretched high, red and black stripes pushing against gold and gray carapace. It flapped Its black wings once and began to climb the Pillar in the center of the world.

Giratina appreciated Arceus taking pity on It, because Its birth was a mistake. The excess power that They used to create the First World pooled in the center, and it gained sentience, became Giratina. Just as the creation of the world from nothing gave birth to Palkia and the manipulation of time gave birth to Dialga.

Arceus had since refined the process of world creation, and Its birth would not have been replicated like it was with other such titans like Groudon and Kyogre. They were merciful and took It into Their home dimension.

The thought didn’t stave off the utter boredom. This time between worlds was the worst.

As It climbed the Pillar, the drab gray transitioned to a vortex of colors. Shards of the universe whizzed past Its vision, all while roars assaulted Its hearing. The Twins were fighting again, if they ever stopped in the first place.

The rainbow gave way to a bright white plane, looking as holy and opulent as Arceus Themselves. The white plane was usually interrupted by Their plates, displayed as glass-stained windows depicting each of Arceus’ different aspects.

The plates were missing though. Arceus was at work.

Hovering above the flat surface of the Pillar’s top was a clear orb, deceptively small for what it would contain. On the underside of this orb was Arceus, whose current form was equally as deceptively diminutive. Their human form stood no taller than four feet, was clothed in a pure white suit, and had red and green eyes obscured by silver hair.

Those same eyes flicked over to Giratina for a short moment before returning to the orb. “I've decided on my next project.”

Giratina would have to crane Its neck to look at Arceus, so instead It stared out into the bright expanse. “Have you figured out your human problem, then?”

“Perhaps.”

They raised a hand and seventeen plates materialized, each a different color. They whirled around in a chaotic rainbow before halting, hovering above Arceus’ head. Pale gray glowed eerily as energy leaked into Their hand, coalescing into a small ball.

“Stabilize,” They commanded, throwing the ball at Giratina, which sunk into Its scales. Wings stretched and split into black tendrils tipped in red, and legs sunk into the body and merged with a tail. Its titanic size grew by half again, and Giratina flew to orbit the canvas that Arceus would be using to sculpt a new world.

“Care to share how this experiment is going to be different from the others?” Now in Its proper form, Giratina began emitting an aura of antimatter, in order to trap Arceus’ flooding power and send it back into the world as it began to escape. It was less stabilization than it was prevention. There was only room for one Giratina, after all.

The dusty brown shard glowed now, and stone began to gather in the center of the world sphere. Red flickered on and off as the rock pulsed with heat and came to life.

“Humans were made to be a tool of motivation,” Arceus began as Their arms stretched in front of them. The left hand clenched into a tight fist, and the stone was shaped into a perfect sphere. It slowly expanded in size as the hand inched outwards. “An indomitable force of change and advancement.” The fingers of the right hand twitched randomly as the ever-growing pool of magma at the center of the earth carved channels and pathways.

“Oh, and did they ever change things!” Giratina smirked, almost cruelly, and stared at the rapidly growing orb. “They advanced right into chaos!” The word was emphasized with a flex of Its power, halting the world’s growth at a third of the sphere.

Arceus hummed, loosening Their grip on Rock and Fire and taking hold of Ground instead. “I didn't quite anticipate their aptitude for extinction, no.” They knelt upon the surface of the world sphere, clasping Their hands together and raising them high. “Nor their willingness to turn it on themselves.” They scowled and brought down Their fists, slamming into the plane and shaking the world. Webs appeared on the surface as it caved upon itself, sections of the planet depressing and rising simultaneously.

They stood and allowed Water to wash over Them, and Their form loosened from the previously rigid stance. Arms moved and waved as deep blue stained the plane, and rain poured from the top of the sphere, filling the cracks and crevices.

“So you need the motivation without the destruction. How does this come about?” Arceus stopped, as if pondering the question. They began pacing along the world sphere, Their plates following along. The silence prevailed for a long minute before They stopped short and inhaled deeply. Cerulean glowed with the exhale, and the world was filled with air.

“An outside influence used my creations as tools for destruction.”

“Yes.”

“So the influence shall now come from within.”

It was Giratina’s turn to stop and think. Arceus waited patiently, traversing the sphere and sprinkling green energy everywhere, coating the world in Grass. They stopped at the very top of the sphere and stretched out a hand to the pole.

“So the Pokémon become humans?”

White blue glowed now as Arceus clenched the hand slowly. Ice formed underneath the water, freezing the waves and making a giant glacier. “More complex than that but…” A leg was lifted high and summarily slammed back down, splitting the glacier into many smaller pieces and kicking up a series of snow flurries. “Essentially.”

“Is that why you've taken that ridiculous form, then?”

“Yes.”

“Did you intend for it to look like a child?”

“It's a comfortable size.”

Giratina rolled Its eyes before returning to the discussion. “What's preventing corruption from within, then?”

Arceus closed Their eyes and raised a Their arms high, collecting energy both yellow and red. Beneath Their feet, another ball formed, generating light for the world. They walked to the other end of the sphere as They answered.

“Despite the humans destroying themselves, Pokémon never followed suit. A form of self-preservation, maybe.”

Their arms stretched directly outwards now, and Their left hand glowed pink as a second, smaller ball was formed underneath Them.

“I simply have to strengthen that aspect as I add the human element.”

Their right hand whipped forward, covered by a pitch black shroud. The black energy covered half the world, blanketing it in night. The pink ball still glowed brightly.

“Keep the energy contained, Giratina. This is the most important part.”

It simply nodded as It moved to surround Arceus now. Their plates began to spin rapidly around Their head, and the glow threatened to blind It. The glow pooled in Arceus’ outstretched palms, forming a much looser ball than had been made before. It wobbled in Their hands, unsteady and fragile.

The plates came to a stop as Arceus balanced the beginning of Their creation in one hand. The other hand gestured to the magenta plate, and a thin trickle flowed into it for a few moments.

Arceus stretched out Their hands, as if offering the world the gift of life to inhabit it. The plates fled back to their places, staining the opulent white with a rainbow of colors.

They stared at the ball, the small blob of life, fed with the essence of a human, and wondered. Wondered if this experiment would end in yet another failure, if there was no true way to make this creation come to life.

The ball dropped. It splattered on the world sphere, and droplets rained onto the earth below.

“Let us begin.”

#pokemon #pkmn #giratina #arceus #pkmn giratina #pkmn arceus #fanfiction #third genesis #they/them and it/its my beloveds #i swear to arceus i better not get inspiration for THIS before i get inspiration for zwg #even if this IS a really cool au idea #(it's honestly not? it's just gijinka-world—i'm just a fan of the way i wrote this first chapter. instant banger. kayzero classic.)

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