I Have Learned The Language Of The Gods

Friends it has now been 2 months since I had become a Rattata. During this period of time, I learned a lot about life as a handsome Rattata.

Rattatas are omnivores that usually eat berries, Caterpies, and Pidgeys. The Fearow family are sadly, pretty close to our home, making our family are often their targets for food. During these 2 months, we had four skirmishes, losing a total of 14 rattata, thankfully my perverted sister Risa wasn't among them. Big mama and papa replenish our forces with breeding, 12 eggs were formed, and 8 had already hatched.

Note, I didn't watch.

Although we have other Raticates, they act like the child that's never home, and whenever they do decide to come home, they bully me.

Our family is the strongest Raticate family on route 1, otherwise, we would've already gone extinct living so close to the Fearows. Got this information from the system, just so you know.

In the first month, I was fully matured and began my training from teacher Risa, my perverted sister. By the second month, I had gone from level 1 to level 4, hurray. The system has estimated I would reach level 20 in a year. A year is 36 months, by the way, leveling is going lovely.

The system also 'claimed,' that the average trainer, if given a Rattata as talented as me, can make it reach level 20 in 3 months. I really doubt the average trainer can do that, 3 months are too short. In comparison, let's say a bodybuilder who spent 3 years training can carry 300pounds, then there's that chad, who spent that same 3 months training to carry that same amount.

[Host you're comparing humans with Pokemons, some of which can cause storms with the flap of their wings, destroy mountains, and sense disasters before they occur]

I didn't hear you, lalalalaa.

...

I think I have talked about everything that happened so far. Rattatas, Training, skirmishes, and... language. Researchers of the Pokemon World spent countless years, since ancient times, trying to learn how 'Pika Pika' can mean numerous things.

[Unable to confirm, but the system is confident host doesn't know what he's talking about]

Researchers have even tried having a Gardevoir, under telepathy, to translate their language into human words, only to receive these words on the paper, 'Gar gar de voir.' With no choice left, they gave up.

And then I, Rattata D Mike, learned the language of Gods, using only 2 months. Hahaha, Believe it.

[Host was gifted the language since the host will remain a Pokemon for all eternity]

Wait, what? What kind of curse are you?

[System is a gift, not a curse]

Changing my race for all eternity isn't a curse?

[It's just a race change, no big deal]

It's just a race change, no big deal. Tell that to Kaneki.

My horny senses are tingling, horrified, I looked up and saw Risa on a branch above about to pounce on me. Not wasting a second, I jumped to my side, hearing the rattling of the tree, I used sand attack in my previous location. Risa blocked my attack with Protect and rushed forward at me with Quick Attack.

The level difference between us made it impossible for my eyes to keep up with her speed. The only advantage I have over her, is my mind and instinct, none of which would help me avoid my fate, or so I thought. Feeling the threat looming, I instinctively move forward, dodging Risa's paws that would've touched my shoulders.

Taking advantage of her shocked face and our closeness, I used Last Resort. The more different moves used during the battle, the stronger it becomes, so even though I only used sand attack, it can work. I was instantly enshrouded in a yellow aura, with my body only being millimeters away this is a guaranteed hit.

F*ck me!

Seeing her body in gold color, I instantly knew I f*cked up. Our bodies collided, and I flew right into a tree, KO.

Defeated.

...

"Little brother got lucky,"

"He was asking for trouble when he used Risa's signature move. Didn't he see what happened to Jeff? Jeff's legs still haven't healed,"

"Foolish little Mike,"

"What move would you use then?" I asked, gritting my teeth.

I really prefer my non-sentient siblings, although they are playful and annoying, it's nothing compared to these two, Raticates.

[It does normally take 1 year for a Rattata to gain sentience]

There are only 15 members of the family that I am aware of that are sentient, besides myself, big papa, and Risa all others are Raticates. All of them also have a very disgusting personalities.

"Hey, I think he's bad talking us,"

"Sh*t Carl, do you know Mind Reader?"

If I say anything rude, they believe it's their right to bully me. For f*ck sake, there are no rules in the forest.

"Does it matter Phil? He gave us an excuse,"

"What excuse? I didn't say anything," Bastard virgin brothers.

"He did it again,"

The bastards grin at me, and began to slowly walk towards me. Even though my legs aren't broken from Risa's Last resort, it still hurts, and I can barely stand without it jiggling. Even with this crummy situation, I have no fear, there's hope with my new and not so disgraceful, trump card.

"Sister Risa!" I shouted as if my life depends on it.

"The bastard did it,"

"The shameless pr*ck did it,"

"So what if I did it, do you dare hit me?" I spoke as arrogant as a young master can get. Carl and Phil had a fearful expression, as they looked left and right, trying to find out which direction my savior would come and save me from.

"Now if you two lie down, and beg forgiveness, I would make sure my sister 'only' let your body fully healed within a month." meaning even if they apologize they will still get their *ss washed.

As the two were contemplating whether or not they should listen to me, a Raticate came rushing forward from behind them.

"Big brother Mars, why are you here?" I asked as my instinct began to flare.

"I bought a message from Risa," Mars had the stupidest grin I ever saw.

"You're on your own," His grin widened, followed by my brother's chuckles.

"I'm in danger,"

....

Special Story from a special place. My f*cked up mind.

"Bro, have you ever masturbate before?"

"Of course, I have, just not with my hands,"

"Eh? Then how?"

"Well, I'm very flexible, hehe,"

"ugh,"

"No, it does sound more like, gug, when I'm at it. The pain in my throat is worth it though,"