üku ka trukur ñi nütram

In times long passed, a mysterious fog began to creep over the land of Aizün. The people called this irreverent force the Trukur. It manifested as a gray mist that blurred the lines between the physical and the spiritual planes. Accompanied by strong rain and booming thunder that could be heard across the land, the Trukur brought forth powerful Pokémon. The Elders spoke of them coming from the distant past and even far off worlds. Displaced in time and space, the Pokémon grew scared and violent.Before the Trukur could envelop all of Aizün, (...), a Divine Pokémon descended, shining brightly in the land's darkest hour. It poured its very essence into mounds of clay, salt and lime, bringing forth a fusion of art and life. The Pokémon born from this transcendent act was (...), a spirit of the (...). To protect what remained untouched, (...) and dispelled the Trukur with a (...). Its task complete, it went to its place of rest in the (...).