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[attr="class","skulltitle"]導通抵抗

[attr="class","skullbody"]Day after day, Isaac returned to Petalburg Forest, tending not only to the Gracedia seeds he'd planted but also to the stretch of forest surrounding them. It was just common sense at first. Healthy land produced healthy growths. Food, shelter, and distractions meant wild Pokemon wouldn't disturb the Gracedias instead. Abilities such as Overgrow and moves such as Springtide Storm even if meant for the Gracedias, flowed into the land around them.[break][break]

However, as time went on, Isaac found tending to this stretch of forest less a pleasant side effect and more a reward in its own right. It reminded him of the stretch of garden that Elisabeth Fiorelli had gifted him and ana fell, yet at the same time it was so unfathomably different. It was wild, untamed, abiding his presence only so long as he did right by it. He was less the host of this land and more its guest, even as he strove to show it care for as long as they were working together.[break][break]

It was nice, being able to give back through creation rather than destruction.[break][break]

The first time Isaac came to this stretch of forest, he was nervous, almost hypervigilant. The first shoots of the Gracedia were still so unprotected and vulnerable. The neck of the woods they grew within was still so unfamiliar and strange. The last thing he wanted was to drop his guard and find the seeds left in ruins.[break][break]

Now, after weeks of tending and care, the forest felt more like an old friend. Rather than stressing over what could go wrong, he laid back against a sturdy tree trunk and let him enjoy everything that went right. Rays of light that pierced through the canopy fell against him, a sudden yet oh so comforting shock of warmth that passed through his system.[break][break]

Maybe it'd be fine if he let himself doze off for a bit . . . he totally earned it . . .

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