DylanTheTurtle
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It was like I could feel the tension weighing down on me like a giant block of stone. Vivian the Venusaur stood at the entrance to the room. Fran had a puzzled look on her face, and Milly seemed lost in thought. Meanwhile, I waited with bated breath for Vivian to elaborate further. “So, you admit it?” the Blastoise asked. The Venusaur closed her eyes and nodded. “That’s right. I’m sure you will have many questions.” Well, she couldn’t have been more right about…-
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I’m lying on the forest floor. I’m not doing anything, really, just laying there. Why am I just lazing around, you ask? Well, that’s because I lost something dear to me… My life. That Marshtomp lying there with their face in the ground? That’s me. At least, I’m pretty sure it is. Don’t see any other bodies lying around nearby, anyway. Why or how? To be honest, I’m not sure, but I do intend to find out. There is another question, however, that’s just as pressing… Who am I? Just as I…
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