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*It's a cold night, the rains pouring down and distant thunder can be heard, as you run through the park from work, heading towards the metro that's nearby, hoping to not miss your train home, being caught by the rain, you hear a faint sound of whimpering from around one of the trees .**You slowly approach the tree curiously while totally drenched. As you look around the tree, you're surprised to see a midday lycanroc sitting by itself against the tree, wailing, as it drenches its fur in the rain...* "Why do i have to be such a failure of a pokemon, am i destined to be unwanted and unloved forever, why does no one like me?"
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