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Guys, I'm having a real tough time.
>Twin brother and I grew up very close.
>We were both gifted Eevees as kids and used to discuss the evolutions we would choose.
>Both with ambitions to be researchers one day. Ultimately Profs.
>First year out of college we intern on a trip to the Ruins of Alph.
>First couple of weeks are fine. We learn a lot and make some great friends.
>One day, on a dig, the floor of the cave we're in collapses.
>I reach for him and try to pull him out.
>His hand slips...
That was 20 years ago. I never seen him again. Recovery efforts stopped after a week of searching.
Eventually I learned to continue living with the pain. I have a wife, and children. My son is named after him. I became a Professor.
Usually I can manage, but tonight is different. His Umbreon is on the porch tonight glowing faintly in the night. It's out there on watch.
Tomorrow morning I begin a new research project I'm overseeing. There's been strange activity in the ruins.
