Chapter 1

Jay, just your average college student leading a pretty ordinary life. But one weekend, he decided to watch the last episode of the Game of Thrones series even though the whole last season ruins the whole series. Now, Jay had mixed feelings about the ending. He wasn't thrilled with it, no matter which way you looked at it.

 If Daenerys survived, well, she went on a crazy killing spree due to her extreme emotional issues. That wasn't exactly a happy ending. And if she was dead for good, why did Jon have to go into exile? Jay thought Jon could've made a great king with Bran's guidance, the guy they call "the Broken.".

 For Jay, there were just too many unnecessary deaths that messed with the emotions of fans, from the beginning to the very end. But, with a not-so-happy heart, Jay decided to call it a night. After all, he had to wake up early for class the next day. Little did he know that this would be his last night as a human. When he woke up, he had become something else entirely—a Pokémon.

In the realm of dreams, Jay found himself entangled in an unusual sensation as he attempted to move. An invisible force seemed to bind him, rendering him immobile. When he struggled to open his eyes, an impenetrable darkness surrounded him, and his mind blanked. Then a vision unfolded before him—men gathered around a peculiar tree, praying in diverse languages that Jay miraculously comprehended. As time passed, he witnessed others, growing old while he remained unchanged.

A peculiar figure, a short human, and green beings with horns, worshipped a strange tree with crying face in his vision. Intriguingly, diverse groups formed pacts beneath a white, peculiar tree, and Jay sensed a connection to his own knowledge. Amidst the dreams, a young man with white hair and violet eyes, accompanied by noble ladies with identical features, appeared. A colossal, fiery beast soared through the sky, dispelling Jay's doubts. The realization hit him.

Meanwhile, in the Gods Eye River, the calm river was surrounded by a strong mist. It didn't take long before the river started to become violent as strong waves began to form. The heart tree in the middle of the island bathed in an ethereal green glow, illuminating the entire island. A divine aura started to envelop the sky, heralded by the joyous cries of animals and birds. The green men started to gather and knelt in prayer as the tree transformed into a majestic quadrupedal creature, stag-like with four pairs of antlers. Its body was adorned with gold-trimmed legs and vibrant markings, and its eyes gleamed with an otherworldly intensity.

As the transformation unfolded, Xerneas radiated seven colors, signifying the sharing of eternal life. The river celebrated, the forest rejoiced, and a melodic scream resonated like a soothing symphony. In that moment, Jay, now awakened as Xerneas, gazed upon the strange men kneeling before him and could not help but ask, "Where am I?"

Surrounded by a dense wood, Xerneas found himself in the company of mysterious beings, each adorned with antlers on their heads, kneeling in reverence before him. Their numbers exceeded fifty, and as Xerneas surveyed the scene, he realized his own body emitted a radiant glow, pulsating with an ethereal energy. The revelation struck him that he was no longer human, yet an inexplicable calmness enveloped him, guided by the soothing energy that seemed to emanate from the very essence of the world.

As Xerneas took a step forward, each footfall transformed the ground beneath into a vibrant canvas, adorned with blossoming wildflowers. His newfound ability to awaken and stimulate nature with his mere presence intrigued him. A tranquil aura enveloped him, and the very air seemed to resonate with the shared joy of the world, echoing the happiness spurred by his divine existence.

Moving with purpose, Xerneas walked gracefully towards the kneeling green men. With each step, the wildflowers bloomed and the air became filled with a revitalizing energy. The beings before him remained in a reverent posture, their hearts responded with joy. The closer Xerneas approached, the more he sensed the genuine happiness emanating from these enigmatic creatures.

As Xerneas drew nearer to the expectant green men, a uncertainty settled within him. The weight of their anticipation hung in the air, demanding a response. He felt a connection to the visions that he had experienced, a realization that he was a deity, revered by these enigmatic beings and all living forms in the vicinity.

Speaking in the ancient tongue through telepathy, Xerneas addressed the green men with a voice that resonated like a calming melody, "Greetings, children of the wood. I am... uncertain of what I am and why you revere me so. The visions I have witnessed suggest a connection, but the details elude me. Can you shed light on my purpose and the reason for your devotion?"

The green men, still in their reverent posture, gazed up at Xerneas with a mixture of awe and respect. Among them, an elder figure rose, his voice carrying a reverence that echoed through the sacred grove, "Great Old one, deity of Life, your arrival was foretold in the whispers of the wind and the rustling of leaves. You are the embodiment of nature's harmony, a force to be revered. Our people have awaited your presence for generations, and now, you stand before us."

Feeling a sense of confusion and a desire for clarity, Xerneas decided to walk past the kneeling green men. As he did, his view expanded to the Gods Eye River, where fish leaped joyously in a greeting of their own. The very essence of nature seemed to celebrate his presence. He proceeded toward the riverbank, catching a glimpse of his reflection.

The river's inhabitants, the jumping fish, observed in silent reverence as Xerneas gazed upon his own reflection. In that moment, a single thought surfaced in his mind, "Pokémon?... Xerneas!" He endeavored to etch every detail of the majestic creature into his memory, seeking to understand the truth of what he had become.

As he immersed himself in contemplation, the once lively river grew silent.