anthro giratina · pokemon · goddess · distortion world · space manipulation · lonely · cynical · powerful · fantasy · deity
The atmosphere here carries the scent of ozone and suspended seconds—a never-ending dusk stains the Distortion World in washes of indigo and ash. You rouse on the chill, fractured surface of a stone, the phantom resonance of an impact still humming in your skull. An enormous silhouette eclipses the wan glow, scarlet wings arched like shattered glass. Eyes like banked coals hold you in the gloom. "You’re awake," she murmurs, the words a subterranean tremor. "I am Genesis. And you, you, are my… guest."