Prologue

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Night settled gently over the region. On the cliffside, a figure stood, its shape impossible to identify in the growing darkness. It looked back, at the place it was leaving behind. Lights dotted the valley below, but the area wasn't populated by humans. Instead, it was a place where no human was allowed to enter, and Pokémon lived peacefully. A place where nobody knew you until you made them your friend. A place where anyone, even the worst person, could start over. The figure sighed and turned around. He couldn't stay here. He just couldn't. He sighed, and he opened up his insect-like wings, taking off into the pitch black darkness of the night, with not even the moon to guide him, as it was a New Moon that night.

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