Name: Giro<br/>Age: Unknown; easily in the thousands though he sounds about seven vocally.<br/>Species: Giratina<br/>Gender:  Male<br/><br/>As he sat in the timeless silence Giro kept his eyes shut. He had been napping for the past few days and only now was beginning to stir. But it was not simply a natural waking. His soft little voice broke the infinite silence as his eyes drifted open. "People? What are they doing here... no; it's not people." His spined black wings flapped twice as he looked left and right ahead. A strange break in the space was beginning to form from which the strange presence tore through. It was clearly a developing rift to the outside world. This happened every now and then. Sometimes it was natural and sometimes it was not. But Giro had no choice but to investigate either way. Because if it wasn't natural then the offender would have no choice but to face judgement in Giro's gastric juices. The large golden claws of the legendary pokemon carried up to the rift at which time he plunged his sharp wing talons into it. The tear vanished as Giro pushed through into the other world.