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WARNING: This is not a HUMAN Arceus x reader. Arceus is still a pokemon in this fic and the reader is a human. Also the title is NOT an innuendo I promise. Arceus watched over the many corners of the universe from the spheres that orbited around him while he floated in the middle of his dimension. His power flowed through the multiple dimensions, the one he was most interested in being the dimension of life where the planet called earth resides with the many pokemon and humans alike calling it home. A sphere quickly moved by Arceus’ vision and what was on it caught his attention, but the orb was already gone and lost in the rest; he s

(y/n) walked into the abandoned chambers of team Flare’s secret operative base and looked at the broken machinery. Yveltal and Xerneas had been awoken and now they roamed freely. Yveltal was the pokemon of destruction, Xerneas was the life pokemon. Both at opposite ends of fate. “Poor Yveltal, it must get a bad reputation” you murmured as your starter (froakie, chespin, fennekin, ect.) nodded in agreement. You kept walking down the halls and passageways until you reached a larger room filled with broken machinery, furniture and wreckage of walls and ceilings. A large gaping hole in the ceiling indicated something blasted th

Arceus, the god of all Pokemon, enjoyed checking in on his chosen one, Ash Ketchum of Pallet Town, every so often so he knows how he is doing. Last he heard, he just came second in the Alola League and just returned home. He was surprised to see Serena there, who looked shocked. Arceus decided to listen in. ~AshSMplz (https://www.deviantart.com/ashsmplz) I'm sorry, Serena. It's just I don't have feelings for you. :iconserenaxyplz: WHAT?! :iconashsmplz: It's just I have feelings for somone else. :iconserenaxyplz: Then who do you have feelings for? :iconashsmplz: Not telling. :iconserenaxyplz: Misty? Ash shakes his head. :iconserenaxyplz: Dawn? Ash shakes his head again. :icon

(y/n) stared at the large stairs before her. Ahead of her awaited Arceus the king of pokemon and one of the strongest in existence. She had to meet Arceus just once, even if it was just a mere glimpse. “Turn back now” she paused upon hearing this voice through her mind. Was this a warning? Or was it the nudge to satisfy her curiosity? She would rather try then to regret not trying at all. She walked up the stairs, her heart beating loudly in her chest. Her heartbeat almost seemed to echo in the vacant chamber. She cautiously stepped onto the main floor of the sacred Hall of Origin. The place no human nor pokemon dared to enter.

Please inform me of any Grammar/Spelling errors. Note: I am going to keep the Grand Priest as villain, I have a love of villains, and I dislike the whole good girl redeems villain stories. I prefer my villains to remain villains. - It was a single breath. And everything about you came to be. All the knowledge, thoughts, and emotions that any mortal would could never hope to learn in their entire lifetime came to you. You were only a breath old, but you already knew the mysteries of the universe. “I did it!” Came the high pitched childlike voice of Zeno. “I made her! I made a daughter!” Your head was spinning, as

Once you were done charging the machine, Doc thank you and got into the machine before flying off and leaving you alone in the laboratory. You left the room and return to the room while humming a small tune to yourself and grabbing some books along the way to read since you were free. You noticed that Daroach was gone…Most likely he went with Doc to make sure everything went alright. You took a seat and began to read to pass the time. You was lost in own little world and before you know it you heard someone yell boo at the top of their voice which made you jump and the person could be heard laughing. “Oh my gosh! I can’t

Appearance Stan is a demonic butler. He wears a tuxedo outfit (to which all butlers wear). His eyes are as red as the blood and his iris is as yellow as the sun. His skin is as blue as the river. And he hais a tail that lives too. He is 5'12. Personality He's a nice, and noble gentleman who serves anybody. He always smiles alot and it never fades away. It's there forever and ever. He claims that everything makes him happy. Even if they're supposed to be offensive. He never takes a break in serving. It's a hobby to him. He loves to cook, clean and obey his master/madam's orders. However.... he is a liar and a manipulator. He can only do thi