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The Beldum hovered just on the shore of the pond, looking into its own reflection upon the smooth, blue waters. Though it would rather be there accompanied by a friend, Adamantine chose to meditate over the past events on its lonesome. Perhaps all of this happens for a reason. Perhaps my detachment from my kin was no accident, the Aron I encountered was meant to be. Though I am not necessarily sure that it is divine fate, it is a major possibility... the Steel/Psychic type thought while nodding. Sure, it had accepted its severed connections with the flock and chose to continue on its own rather than search for them, but the sense of isolation lingered.
It was very peaceful in the surrounding area, not a sound to be heard. Adamantine stayed silent and continued to study its reflection. Still the same as usual. Its Joy Ribbon tied like a band around its midsection, the Iron Ball Pokémon resembled how it once appeared to be when it was younger. The only large change would have to be its speech, having its progress be hindered by the lack of presence of its flock. Though its vocabulary was somewhat on the higher and sophisticated side, the speech pattern's tone and emotion was completely unnoticeable. Though the Aron had done its best, Adamantine still talked "like a robot", as some would call it. "...There must be an answer." the metal entity said to itself.