If somebody told me that I would someday wake up in the pokemon world after death I would definitely call them either crazy or someone who had too much time on their hands daydreaming.
I was definitely not the latter as all my life, beginning from when I was an orphan I always worked hard to become someone who could make something with his life.
But maybe I should have taken a bit of time to daydream after all.
At the very least I regret not having had played the pokemon games or watched the anime beyond the Kanto region.
If I did my current situation would likely be a little bit easier for me to get accustomed to.
Alas nothing ever goes as you want it to.
At the very least I can be glad about the fact that I am still somehow miraculously alive considered what happened before I got into this situation.
Though I don’t know how long that is actually going to last as I marched through an unknown forest very carefully.
I observed my surroundings zealously to make sure nothing would sneak up on me.
The things I was looking out for that would sneak up on me being the many wild pokemon obviously as the forest was littered with them since it was a forest.
It had been an hour ago since I woke up finding myself in this unknown forest.
It was also an hour ago since I figured out that I ended up in the pokemon world as soon as I saw those pokemon roaming around everywhere scaring the heebee jeebees out of me.
And it was also an hour ago that I found out something even more shocking as I noticed how my body seemed to be a lot shorter than before.
From there it didn’t take long at all to also find that my legs and arms were smaller and shorter as well.
After a brief panic I found a river as well which is where I could finally confirm my fears as I looked into the river to see my reflection.
Alas the face that looked back at me was not the face I was used to seeing as what I saw was the face of an unknown Caucasian brat with filthy black hair and red eyes.
I looked like I was barely 16 years old as I stared into my new reflection.
Temporarily ignoring the fact that I had red irises which should not be possible or at least extremely rare.
Hundreds of questions flooded my mind as I wanted to know what was happening.
But there were no answers, other than the fact that I had died and then woke up inside an unknown forest, transported to the pokemon world, put into an unknown body of some filthy brat as his hair was not the only thing that was filthy as clearly the brat hadn’t cleaned himself for months probably with how dirty his body and clothes were plus with how damaged they were basically rags at this point.
The only saving grace here was the fact that the brat didn’t look injured or ill. He was a bit thin meaning he didn’t eat a lot which was already something very worrisome, but overall he seemed decently healthy even though he had been seemingly living in this forest for who knows how long.
My current plight was obviously important to me, but at the same time I couldn’t help but wonder what the heck this child had been doing in this forest all by himself and why it looked like he had been living in the wilds for months on end.
What were the parents of this kid doing? And did he even have parents at all?
I wondered, still not entirely cognizing the fact that I was both still alive and occupying the body of some kid I didn’t know in a world that came from a video game/tv show.
Logically, it should have been the last thing that I should have focused on.
But it was instead the kid that I worried about as I couldn’t help but think what had happened to his soul once I started inhabiting his body.
Could it be?
Did I kill him?
The thought unnerved me to no end as even though I knew that it wasn’t my intention to kill this kid, I still may have done it unintentionally.
In a way, I would have preferred it if I had just died in my previous life and not bothered anyone with my death especially this kid.
But now nothing could be changed.
I didn’t feel anything that would imply that there is another soul living in this body other than my own.
I had somehow ended up in this situation and it was now my problem to deal with.
I could not let this kid’s potential death weigh me down, instead I should be thankful for this chance and try to live my life again for not only my sake, but for the sake of the kid as well as it was because of his body that I could live again.
-Kid, I don’t know who you are. But I won’t waste this chance. I will live as best as I can. And if there will be a point where I can somehow pay you back. I will also try to do my best to help with that.
I made a promise.
And with that promise made I felt a whole lot lighter as if tons of weight was pushed off my shoulders.
With that out of the way the only thing left to do now was…
-Getting out of here alive…I certainly am not looking to become breakfast from some random pokemon. It would be different if I had my own pokemon. But I need pokeballs for that if I recall.
Something that I barely recalled as it had been over a few decades since I last played pokemon in my youth.
Luckily, I still knew a lot about it even if it was difficult to recall certain things.
But first of all I needed to find civilization.
There is no way I can continue surviving in this forest with the way I was.
Personally I did have survive skills enough to live in this forest realistically.
But that was only viable when considering that there wouldn’t be predators out there hunting for me. Predators I was sure existed here as the pokemon were not all just herbivores.
Luckily, I had found a river near the place I had woken up in.
I was sure that following the river would lead me to civilization soon enough.
But I still didn’t count on that anytime soon as I considered what I would do if it became night and I still couldn’t find civilization.
In that case, food, water and shelter would be the first thing I needed to lookout for to safely go through the night meaning I would need to prepare before I could actually make that walk following the river.
The problem here was that while I had survival skills allowing me to make a fire with just sticks and building a basic shelter with a river nearby for water.
I didn’t actually know what in this forest was and wasn’t edible namely the plants as all them while looking familiar were definitely not what I thought they were meaning that these plants could be poisonous for all I knew.
For this reason, I was hesitant about picking anything to eat from them and instead knew that the only thing I could likely eat without any repercussions was meat.
Meat that was definitely going to come from pokemon since they were the only other creatures nearby other than me.
There was a contradiction here as I had been the entire time avoiding pokemon in fear of what they may do to me if I was too close to them as I knew from the games that pokemon were ridiculous super powered monsters.
But for the sake of my survival, there was no other way but for me to hunt pokemon so I could fill my stomach.
Luckily, again, I had somewhat of a solution here as I was near a big river.
I was definitely not going to try hunting for a pokemon that walked on land as even though I was confident that I could likely kill a Rattata or a Pidgey with a makeshift wooden spear. I still didn’t want to risk it as any injury could spell doom for me as I was still very young likely not even 10 years old with no medicine to help me get better in case I got an infection.
This was simply not a gamble I wanted to put my hand in. Using traps could maybe work. But those took time to work properly and could still fail considering that these weren’t ordinary rats or birds basically meaning that there was no chance they would work to begin with.
So obviously if land creatures are a no good.
Sea creatures became my next best bet.
And wouldn’t you know it, the big river I woke up next to was actually teeming with tons of fish or rather water-type pokemon.
There were a lot of them, but there were few I could recognize with my limited memories of the first game as the only pokemon in the river I could recognize were Magikarp’s, Goldeen’s and a few Staryu’s.
The rest of these fish type or water-type pokemon were not present within my memory as they were completely unknown to me.
And what was unknown, was better left untouched as I decided to only focus on the things I did understand.
More specifically I decided to aim for the school of Goldeen’s to turn into my next meal.
In the anime I had seen I don’t recall them ever being eaten. But I do remember that Magikarp’s were said to be inedible by the female main character of the group…
What was her name?
Misty?
She was the water type specialist or something.
Anyway, from what I recall she said that Magikarps were nothing more than bone and scale which was sort of proven when James attempted to eat the Magikarp and ended up breaking his teeth showing that they were incredibly tough even if they don’t look like it.
But then again I am not sure how much I can really trust the anime or the game.
Though it was better to rely on the knowledge I had then relying on no knowledge.
Even if I had preferred hunting the Magicarps as they were notorious for being extremely weak and useless pokemon a perfect target for me to exploit and hunt for food.
Then again their looks were deceiving as their next evolution into Gyarados were immensely powerful pokemon that I never would want to meet in real life.
Though I have the suspicion that living in this world from now on I would inevitably meet a Gyarados.
I still didn’t even know what to do what with my new life.
Become a pokemon trainer?
I wasn’t so sure as I wasn’t that big on raising animals for battle or going on a journey that could be life threatening. Pokemon in all honesty did not interest me even though I arguably entered the world many in my world dreamed about entering all their life.
But I did recognize the fact that this was the pokemon world and that it wasn’t a very peaceful place.
Having a pokemon clearly would allow me to properly protect myself so thinking about it that way I believed that I didn’t necessarily have a choice whether or not I wanted to raise pokemon if I wanted to protect myself.
But that kind of thinking was for later when I could make it out of here safe and sound in a place where I could actually get a pokeball.
At the moment survival was all that mattered and for that I started to move as I gathered a lot of things from the forest and my surroundings to start making tools for what I was about to do.
A weapon to hunt for the Goldeen’s was something I needed first. It was easy to make as I simply took a long and sturdy branch before taking a sharp rock and then turning the long and sturdy branch into a wooden spear.
I made sure it was long enough for me to allow piercing a Goldeen inside the water from a decent distance away so I wouldn’t have to worry about a counter attack or at least could run away if they did counter attack. After making the spear it was then immediately time for me to hunt them.
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