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Those who knew the creature sleeping on the seabed called it ancient. One who lived before the world, they'd say, and one who could destroy it. It was destined to fight and fight until the end of times, unless the fight was stopped.
But this creature knew what it was. Not "it", but "she". And she knew her name. Not the name they called her - Kyogre - but something different. Unfortunately, no one spoke her language.
No one except that little human. The tiny little thing she found one terrible stormy day, sinking to the bottom of the sea. She had called out to the human, and heard a response - amazing! Someone responding to her! And so she saved her.
This Kyogre was young. She knew that the human was around the same age as her. As she pushed the tiny body up onto a sandbar, she wondered if other humans said strange things about this little one, too. Did they think she was something she could never become?
When the little human stirred, the much larger Kyogre was startled and retreated back into the water, only her snout exposed. Two tiny blue eyes were staring at her.
"It's okay," said a little voice she somehow understood. "Don't be scared."
The Kyogre was baffled, and got closer. She had seen many humans, but this was the smallest one, she thought, that had ever lived. And here it was, just saved from the turbulent waves, smiling and calling to her.
No, Kyogre thought. Not it. She. Like her.
Up on the sandbar, Kyogre shivered when the warm little hand touched her.
"Your name is Lahara?" The little girl asked, smiling. "That's a pretty name. I'm Nuke."
Kyogre liked that name, too, and told her so. She wanted to say some things, and ask even more, but a horrible sound came from a horizon.
A boat horn.
When the little girl turned to look, Kyogre flung herself backwards and disappeared into the sea.