"Actually... this old woman had a reason for inviting you here..."
Grandmother's voice suddenly grew low.
"A reason?"
"Ah... you've heard the legend about the meteorite at Meteor Falls, haven't you?"
Picking up the fist-sized Meteorite Shard, Grandmother asked softly.
"Yes... I've only heard about it, but I know the general story. Supposedly, a meteor fell here and created an enormous crater..."
"Yes... it was so long ago, this old woman has almost forgotten..."
Turning to look at the boy's puzzled expression, Grandmother took the shard back to the cushioned couch and sat down, then began to explain.
"The crater was real. The place where we are now is exactly where the meteor fell. As time passed and the terrain shifted, this place gradually sank, disappearing from the outside world's view..."
"Is that why you call it the Lost Land?"
Remembering what Zinnia had said earlier, Yong asked.
"That's right... it's also why we call ourselves the Remnants..."
After a brief silence, Grandmother continued.
"Actually, the meteorite's power alone couldn't have made this place what it is today..."
"At first, the environment here was extremely harsh. A strange force field nearly turned it into a lifeless wasteland! Until one day, a group of unusual Pokémon arrived..."
Looking at the symbols on the wall, Grandmother slowly explained.
"We'd never seen Pokémon like them before... they were like the history of the Pokémon World itself... profound and ancient... they brought orbs imbued with wondrous power, dispelled the strange force field, and changed the environment here..."
Grandmother looked up at the roof, her gaze seeming to pass through the wooden boards to the three orbs at the top of the cavern.
"I see. You mean those three orbs?"
The same thought had occurred to Yong.
Could the orbs have come from Arceus?
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