| Place faith in the Lord, and so shall he in you. Please animosity upon the Lord, and so shall he upon you. This lesson is not an easy one to learn. Some will never fully grasp it. Many will only pretend to. Today, I would like to share with you the story of how I came to learn this.
I was born to the purpose of Arceus, but I was born blind. Growing up as a boy with no sight in a world like this is no easy task, but of course, I learned to take care of myself. For some time, that was the only thing I could be proud of. My family was an old one, back from the days when Reborn City was no more than a village around a crater, both of which are since lost underground. When first Arceus' birthplace crashed upon our world, one family set about enshrining it. They would protect it from the world, so that its purity might remain ever intact. This was their life's calling. And this was not my family.
Mine came years later, and, finding light in their purpose, swore to serve that family. So it came to be that each generation of my house served theirs. Until it came to me, a defective blind child, who would do more harm than good as a servant. The man to whom I should have been sworn was born some ten years after me. His name was Solaris. He was a raucous youth, never quite satisfied with his life's charge of protecting an old monument. As I understood, for most of his life he resented this purpose, lashing out, as many of the youth do, against Arceus.
I could't understand his feelings. Why, I asked myself, if Arceus is so great, should he have made me this way? Why did I have to suffer? Why did I have to serve? As it turned out, Solaris would be the one to show me the answer. A failed vassal, I dared not approach him, and thought our fathers were close, mine never allowed me to see the young master as I was growing up. It was not until I was well into a miserable adulthood that we first met.
Solaris knew me, of course. He knew my family was due by lineage to serve his, and he had heard of the blind man, whom others had deemed unfit for his presence. And, as he did with all things, he rebelled. He offered his hand to me. I took it with an oath of servitude. This was not a chance I should have been given. So, I pushed myself as hard as I could to try and have value to my master. But both of us were lordless, lawless men. He had no purpose to serve but fighting his own, and we found common ground therein.
Nevertheless, Arceus would reach us eventually. For many years, Solaris questioned, "Just what does the meteor need to be protected from?" It was already locked up with the four crystal keys. And who would want to defile some old rock anyway? This was a lesson he learned the heard way, when his parents were both killed by as assailant seeking those very keys. The young master was too late to save them, but just in time to avenge them. So he bludgeoned the man who had claimed the keys until his arms were too battered to hold on to them anymore. And until his lips were too loose to keep secrets. "Why?!", Solaris cried, over and over.
The assailant would tell him rumous he had never believed, of a great power locked within the meteor, lying dormant for years. Whether it was true or not, the thief believed it, and so he grasped at it. "Why?!". Solaris continued to cry.
And so he said, on and on until daybreak, trashing against the culprit's body for long after there was any soul still there to know it. He was no longer asking anyone other than himself. Why had he refused to listen to his parents? Why had he not seen the danger they were in? Why could he not save them? And believing that he had led to the death of his own parents. For the first time, he strode forward to meet his life's purpose. The Lord will punish those who lack faith. This is what is to be learned from Solaris' tale. My own awakening came a number of years later.
When my master walked the path of the Lord, so naturally did I have to as well. I would follow my friend, but in regards to faith, my service was half-hearted. Solaris recognized this, and one day he confronted me about it. After some discussion, he offered the Emerald Key he should have himself vanguarded with his life, in return for my faith. He wished for me, not just to serve him, but to personally share his burden. I accepted this, and resolved to place every ounce of my trust in the Lord, and my friend.
When I awoke the next morning, the key was still clutched tightly against my chest, I was assaulted by a phenomenon I had never experienced before. Lights, dazzling colors, shapes so blurred I could scarcely recognize the forms I was so used to navigate around otherwise. Sight. Words cannot describe the feelings of seeing my Master's face for the first time. Or that seeing my own face. That of finally being able to really understood what worlds like 'golden' and 'light' meant. Before they were just dreams, but I knew that the Lord-- and my trust in him-- had made it real. The Lord will reward those with true faith.
It has been many years since then. I am constantly assaulted with sorrow and worry for the sake of my daughter, and for his son both. I do not wish them to receive any punishment as my friend did. I wish them both all the blessings of the Lord they have turned from. I fear, too, for each of you. Though less so, than for each of the heretics above. The city's miserable state is no doubt a result of it divergence from the Lord. Therefore, I implore you. Please trust in Arceus. Please, guide others to trust in Arceus. Under the Lord's light, may we all see bright futures.