Lamentis

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Lamentis, the Forgotten Fossil Pokémon

Long ago, before history could be recorded, before the first civilizations rose from the earth, something else arrived. Whether it was a traveler from the stars or a remnant of a long-forgotten cosmic empire, no one knows. What remains of it is incomplete—shattered and eroded by time, buried beneath the deepest parts of the ocean, its true nature lost to the ages. The only certainty is that it should have remained that way.

Lamentis was never meant to return. Its fossil was not a discovery of intention but of accident, found deep within the abyss where light does not reach, encased in stone so ancient that no known dating method could confirm its origin. There were no signs of its journey to Earth, no records of what it was before it perished. Some theorized it arrived as a lesser creature, only to evolve into something unfathomable. Others believed it was already what it is now—a species unlike anything else, its presence a cosmic anomaly, a biological artifact from a place beyond human comprehension. What truly happened to its kind is a mystery with no answer, only fragments of speculation pieced together from what little remains.

When it was resurrected, it was not whole. The process of revival, which had long restored prehistoric Pokémon to their former glory, failed to bring it back as it once was. Its body is incomplete, its existence a fragmented echo. Lamentis moves, but not as a living thing should. It acts not out of instinct, not out of intelligence, but out of something far more unsettling—patterns that suggest familiarity, yet with no understanding of why. It stands still for hours, as if listening to something long since silenced. It mimics behaviors that seem purposeful, but with no reason behind them, like a warrior assuming a battle stance with no memory of what battle is. It does not express pain, nor hunger, nor fear. It does not recognize the world it has been returned to. It does not even seem to recognize itself.

Its very presence unsettles those who witness it. Trainers who attempt to command it quickly feel the weight of their mistake, realizing that this is not a Pokémon meant to battle, not a creature meant to form bonds. Something about it is wrong—not because it is grotesque or monstrous, but because it is empty. It does not resist commands, nor does it obey in any meaningful way. It simply exists, moving through a world that no longer has a place for it, acting on the remnants of something long lost, unaware that the pieces are missing. To look at Lamentis is to understand that it is a shadow of something greater, something that should have remained in the past, something that is not meant to be here.

Some whisper that Lamentis was a being of war, a soldier from a time when its kind ruled over unknown lands. Others claim it was once part of something larger, a civilization that came and vanished before the world had time to remember. But these are only theories, the desperate attempts of scholars to give meaning to something that defies explanation. The truth will never be known, not to those who revived it, and certainly not to Lamentis itself. It is a relic of a past so distant that nothing remains to confirm its place in history, an entity with no identity, no purpose, and no future.

It was given a name by those who unearthed it, but it will never know it. It was brought back into a world that should have forgotten it, yet it will never understand why it walks among the living once more. Its existence is a mistake, a silent lamentation for something lost to time, unable to realize it has already been mourned.