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Maybe if you hadn't chickened out of that fortune teller in the heart of Castelia city, you wouldn't have ended up completely in the dark for the unfortunate things in your near future. [break][break]

Maybe if you hadn't had your heart so set on a future you didn't even know you had, on a plane ticket that had expired the day before - but somehow they still let you on.[break][break]

Maybe if you hadn't left.[break][break]

But you did, and you're happy, right? Or is that just what you keep telling yourself?[break][break]

The ghosts in your closet don't come out as often as they used to, so you take that as a sign you're onto bigger and better things.[break][break]

You never got rid of the ring, though. It sits in your jewelry box, buried beneath other useless baubles. It's just another pretty trinket that you never even wear.[break][break]

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You were born in Mistralton City, Unova, the eldest of three children. For the most part, you kept your head down and stayed out of your parents business, you had plans to grow up and become famous, to fly far away to another region and chase your dreams of becoming a Battle Academy teacher. You had hope that one day, your name would be printed alongside the name of the next Champion of whatever region you lived in and taught in at the time.[break][break]

But for a moment, those plans were put on hold. You stood in as a surrogate parent for your younger siblings. You fell in love. You got married young, you forgot, for just a moment, what it was that you really wanted - or what you thought you'd wanted.[break][break]

No one could ever have prepared you for how painful it would be to see your child so sick. To be so helpless and afraid, and to watch their pokedoll fall from the side of their bed.[break][break]

After your son died, you lost yourself. You became listless, angry, confused. It tore your marriage apart, and it made you realize you weren't cut out to be a parent, you couldn't possibly be - not if you had been so cruelly punished for trying.[break][break]

So you left. You moved to Galar, settled in Hilbury and eventually found a career with your dream job in Hammerlocke City. You raised talented young trainers and your name was plastered in newspapers frequently for your incredible talents in both teaching and demonstration. [break][break]

But even that had to come to a crashing halt at some point, right? You can't just run from your problems forever.[break][break]

You were a little reckless, a little overconfident, a little too convinced that you were invincible. And your students adopted that stupidity, that blind bravery, that reckless abandon. [break][break]

It wasn't your fault, but you put the blame on yourself anyway. Two of your students had decided to tackle a Pokemon-related incident too big for them to handle. It was an accident, Thea, but you haven't forgiven yourself. [break][break]

And it's the reason why you don't trust ghost-types. You blame that Drifloon for carrying that little girl away, don't you? But what you don't know is how hard it tried to keep her safe. You also don't know that the reason that little Pumpkaboo showed up on your doorstep, wearing that little girl's pin, was because it was her.[break][break]

Ghost-type Pokemon flock to you even if you don't want them too. It's like they can hear your pain, your fear, and they feed on it. Or perhaps they're trying to help you overcome it - but you won't let them. [break][break]

You're holding onto your pain, Thea, and it's going to destroy you.[break][break]

You moved to Hoenn to run away again, didn't you? You picked a terrible place to try to start over.

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