Was it destiny? Or was it simply dumb luck? These and more questions came to me as I started drifting through space. Well, maybe 'space' isn't the right term to use. For starters, I could still breathe. And instead of stars, I saw landscapes. Well, what looked like landscapes at any rate.

All of the sudden, a voice called out me.

• Can you hear me?

I looked around for the source of noise and yet I found nothing. Did someone truly say something? Or was it all in my head?

• I'll repeat, can you hear me?

There was it again. I was sure it wasn't my imagination then. Would it say something if I answered back? Well, it doesn't hurt to try...

• Yes, I can hear you. Who are you and what is this place?

• Glad to hear you're still conscious. Where do you think you are, young one?

Where I was? I'm pretty sure I've never read anything about a dimension like this. Unless...

• I'm not really sure. But it feels faintly familiar. Like it's my world. But in reverse and all messed. A reversed world?

• Yes, young one. You're in my domain, the Distortion World. And I am Giratina. Long ago, Arceus, the Original One, assigned me here to oversee the balance between the matter and anti-matter. The debris of what could not be.

• Oh yes, I remember now. I remember reading about such an entity before. So why am I here, Giratina? For what purpose have you summoned me?

I felt a little chill on my body. Or was it really a chill? Being that I was currently drifting in the world opposite from the material one, it was anybody's guess what I truly felt. Was this the end? Was Giratina somehow punishing me? I felt pieces of my consciusness slipping away. All that I could do was to pray for a way back.

• Young one, I understand if this comes very suddenly. But here's a reason why I needed to talk to you. It's about a looming threat. And since you alone possess the Soul of Restoration, you're the only one who can save the entirety of existence.

• And what makes you think I would ever agree to that?

And what came out was only silence. Looks like even deities can be caught off guard. More determined than ever, I carried on.

• Look, you have to access the reality of the situation here, o mighty Giratina. I have my own life, understand? I have school, I have my studies. So what gives you right to submit hapless humans to your whims, 'chosen one' or not?

• SILENCE WHELP!!

Giratina's furious voice echoed in the Distortion World, making the hairs on my neck stand up. It was then I knew that I had to play my cards right. One wrong move and it'll end me for sure. I knew that I can do this. I HAD to.

• You presume you can get away with disobeying my orders? Such hubris, my words are absolute!

• Yeah, maybe they are. But what if I'm not the only one with a 'Sould of Restoration' out there? Why not search and get somebody else to be your pawn?

• Only one Soul of Restoration can only exist within each era, that's how things have always been since time immemorial.

• But what if things are different this time? Go on, search for other Souls and hard. In return, please let me go. Let me return to my normal life.

I smirked inside. Perhaps there's a chance for me after all.

• Very well, I will search the lands for an another who possessess the Soul of Restoration. But if such Soul is nowhere to be found, you will have to obey once I contact you once more. Do I make myself clear?

• Yeah, I heard you Giratina. I wish luck on your endeavour.

I felt mist gathering around me. Once I came to, I was in my bed once more. That means I shouldn't have to worry about Giratina's demands for now. I looked at their usual corner and saw my Vaporeon and Hakamo-o still sleeping soundly. Relieved that it wasn't morning yet, I began to sleep, hoping that I can have a better dream this time...