Maya’s Chronicles 1 – Let All the Wonders Come to Me (v1.01, final) When I was a little Ralts, I was beginning to wonder… … I wondered what I will be when I grow up… Will I be big and strong as a Tyranitar, and powerful enough to declare a whole mountain my own territory? Will I be swift and intelligent as an Alakazam, with an overwhelming psychokinetic power that can control anything and everything? Will I be beautiful and elegant like a Milotic? Or will I even be glorious and magnificent like a Moltres, with a pair of blazing wings to soar the limitless sky? I wondered… and I dreamed, of strength, of power, of beauty, and of the ultimate sovereignty over the sky… When I grew up, I became a Kirlia, and I was filled with wonders… … I wondered whether my youthful dreams will ever come true… Because I wasn’t anywhere near as big and strong as a Tyranitar, nor was I as swift and intelligent as an Alakazam, nor did I grow those blazing wings to soar the sky. But I did become more beautiful, although not anywhere near a Milotic… I knew I was still young, and there is still plenty of hope, and new wonders. And now, I’ve finally grown up and became a graceful Gardevoir, I am looking back at my childhood wonders… … I’m still not nearly as strong as a Tyranitar, and I certainly don’t have the power and desire to rule an entire mountain. I’m still not as overwhelming as an Alakazam, and I still haven’t grown any blazing wings to soar the limitless sky… However, I can still say that all my wonders have come to me! But for my childhood dreams, well… I might not have the physical strength of a Tyranitar, but I do have the bravery and determination of one, and it’s that great fortitude that allowed me to adapt to my dissonant type combination of both Psychic and Dark. I might not be as agile as an Alakazam, and I might not have such manipulative powers, but I do have the high intelligence and mental dexterity, which allowed me to master people’s language in no time, include reading and writing. Although I don’t have those blazing wings of a Moltres to soar the sky, I can still free myself from the dictating gravity and levitate freely in the air with my strong psychical powers. And finally, I obtained the beauty and elegance of a Milotic; personally, I believe that I’m much more beautiful than a Milotic, especially with this beautiful veil of shimmering darkness around my whole body! This had made me realize something that I never realized before… … I dreamed for overwhelming power, but I never really had the overwhelming desire to dominate because of my innate modest nature. I dreamed that I can control everything with my mind, but I actually enjoy more those good old labor works, because I always get more utility and joy from them. I dreamed for wings to soar the sky, without realizing how lonesome it would be up there. But when I dreamed for beauty, that dream came true, and I have grown so beautiful that I could hardly recognize myself in the mirror! I believe the reason that none of my wild and paradoxical dreams have come true is because that they were pointless and selfish in a sense, and they bring neither joy nor pleasure to anyone except me. However, being beautiful is a whole different story; my beauty brings happiness and pleasure not only to myself, but everyone else around me as well. After all, there are always more of those who seek beauty, than those who seek the opposite… And now, I love the way I am, but I’m still wondering… I’m wondering about the past and the future, I’m wondering about today and tomorrow, I’m wondering about love, and I’m still wondering about all those infinite new wonders… Let all the wonders come to me, with wondrous fantasy that fills my heart!