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Of all the places in the world, there was none quite like the quaint town of Lakeside. Though it was but a humble little hamlet situated nearby the Vile Wilds, it was also popular for being home to three Guilds: the adventurous Partisans, led by Nadia the Jangmo-o and Cherry the Audino; the calculated Solacers, led by Cecil the Lucario and Hermes the Nuzleaf; and last, but certainly not least, the cunning Moonlighters, led by Flint the Ghost Marowak and Lily the Milotic. Today, however, that humble little hamlet was about to get a bit bigger. "Coming through!" came the bellowing voice of a Quagsire as he rallied several Water Wooper in what appeared to be a construction zone. Some of the Wooper were busy scooping up dirt with their tails and flinging it in a nearby pile. Others were banging hammers against nails and chopping up wood with axes. All that banging and chopping managed to snag the attention of one young Wattrel, who had just returned from his morning flight to check out

“Hello? Is anyone here?” Those were the first words that were spoken by one young Manaphy. The moment he woke up, Njord found himself surrounded by nothing but muffled darkness. Other than the candlelight that surrounded him, there wasn’t much else to indicate that he somehow found himself in a dark cave of some sort. Not only that, but he also noticed that neither Akudo nor Prima were anywhere to be found. After his call was met with silence, Njord slowly picked himself up and scanned more of the area, hoping to find an exit. Luck would be by his side, as he noticed a faint red light seeping through. Though he was excited at the prospect of getting out of here and possibly finding Akudo and Prima, part of him wanted to make sure he wasn’t completely defenseless. He took a deep breath and illuminated the cave with the blue light from his feelers, hoping to find something he could use as a weapon. Thankfully, there was a small blue shell shaped like a sword, with serrated teeth on

One Year Ago… The Soul Springs…a sacred place that consisted of an endless, watery labyrinth that pooled into the small cavern overlooking the town of Whisper Falls. A place where the Rite of Ascension was performed under the watchful eye of the Ascended Latios, the motherly Xin. It was also where a certain family was scaling right now, hoping to seek Xin’s guidance at this critical moment. The fedora-toting Grimmsnarl grunted as he pushed himself further up the mountain, looking back to see the rest of his family following not too far away. The Fighting Zapdos, in particular, was expertly hopping from rock to rock with relative ease, all while carrying the Hatterene on his back. Her Hatenna daughter, Akudo, was seated carefully on her lap, looking out at the view with an awe that she hadn’t experienced in a long time – seven years, to be exact. Speaking of seven years, it was also the right age for a certain youngster to undergo the Rite of Bonding. This basic understanding of the