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The Distortion World grows silent. Will your screams break the tranquility? #CatchEmAll

"Kill them all, and watch them fall. All for one, and one for all..."


"It would be saddening. If I felt."


"In all due respect, father. I have curbed it quite well."


"....Why is curiosity a feeling not curbed?"


"This one in particular." Eyes shut, momentarily. "I am sure you are aware, negativity is an essence best detected by me."


Eyes not once faltering, he clasped hands before his lips. "...The one amongst us, Father. Surely, you feel it."


Bitter eyes, watching. Narrowed in a scowl, a rasp of a whispered mutter carrying along the wind. "...Disgusting."


Inhuman crimson hues settle upon the surroundings, half-cut by unimpressed eyelids. "The humans. They bore me."


"An offering to a higher being."


He simply observes the group, leaning an unimpressed cheek on a curled fist, bestial red eyes scanning.


"It is of no concern. Merely curious as to the well-being of my siblings, is all."


"I've been well. As for yourself? Have you heard from Dialga, or Palkia?"


"Ah. Greetings, father."


"Virulently. Virulently. Obnoxious."


"I realize I've come at a bad time. I believe the human mortals call it....'Valentine's'. The red, pink and hearts are....obnoxious."


"That's a rare desire."


"Solitude has its perks. However....After eons, it grows boring." He heaves a dry chuckle. "You'd understand...after living for eons."


"It should. I rather not stray too far from my origins."


"It is boring...In a world, all your own." A thin finger tosses aside an obscuring dread. "Even I...require a break in the mundane."


Eyes turn to the younger, little more than an acknowledging nod. "Jirachi."


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