2 Preparations
Roy's attention finally returns to the world around him. Lifting his head he sees the two smiling in front of him and chatting happily. The corners of Roy's lips curl as he thinks about how much a fool the former Roy truly was.
"I'll take over this life for you and live in this magical world, rest in peace." Mumbling to himself his eyes flashes for a moment before returning to normal, too quick to even notice.
Turning his head he realizes they have already walked to their street and he can see his house. A large two-story brick house that couldn't be plainer and looks just like those around it, but it's his new home.
"Roy I'll see you tomorrow, don't oversleep and miss this chance." Meghan walks forward before turning around and waving towards Roy and Charles. Without waiting for them to respond, she heads for her house two doors down.
Charles looks back at Roy and nods his head before going to the house next door.
Roy stares at their backs for a moment before shaking his head. Walking up to his door he searches his pockets according to memory and takes out the key. Opening the door he walks inside and quickly locks it behind him.
Glancing at the dark and quiet house his eyes land on the pictures hanging on the wall. Seeing his parents in the photos produces a strange feeling. Shaking his head he moves towards the master bedroom on the first floor.
"You haven't entered your parent's room in two years, let's see if they have anything hidden inside." Grabbing the handle he opens the door and walks inside.
Spares light flickers in the room through a closed curtain and illuminate the specks of dust floating through the air. Placing his hand on the wall he feels around for a moment before turning on the lights.
Looking around he sees a king-sized bed with nightstands on each side, two large dressers are placed one side of the room next to the closet, and a door leading towards the master bathroom.
"I think staying in this room is far more acceptable than staying in my old room." Thinking for a moment he decides to move to this room. Staying in the room of a teenage boy after stealing his body feels weird.
Walking towards the first nightstand he opens the drawer and sees a bunch of useless things. Grabbing something from the drawer he tries storing it in his system backpack and it disappears.
Seeing this he can't help smiling. Going through both nightstands finds absolutely nothing. Moving towards the dressers he begins searching but also turns up nothing.
When he finally makes his way to the closet he finds something interesting. Carrying a leather briefcase he plops it on the bed and unlocks the two buckles.
Lifting the lid he sees ten Pokeballs and a red stone. [Low-Quality Fire Stone] [Pokeball]
A message pops into his field of vision when he sees the items and surprises him. "Evolution stones have qualities?"
Grabbing a Pokeball, it instantly expands in his hand until it reaches the size of his palm. "Did they find these things in the secret realm? Reverse engineer the technology? There's no way they invented these things on their own, that means Secret Realms have things other than Pokemon."
Shaking his head he puts these problems to the back of his mind. Roy puts the balls and stone into his system backpack before he holds out his hand and a small purple rift appears in the room.
Walking around the rift he sees that it looks like a crack in space itself. "Does this have something to do with Palkia?" Shaking his head, he steps forward and walks inside.
The moment he enters the rift closes behind him.
Entering his own Secret Realm he takes a deep breath. The sweet-smelling air instantly revitalizes his spirit and clears his mind.
Looking around, the only thing he sees is a grassy meadow. The entire space is only a thousand square meters. All four sides are blocked by a white barrier, but the sky above radiates light from an unknown source.
After seeing such a magical place ideas begin running through his mind. "I'll turn this into a training ground and personal base." Looking at the grass growing out the ground a new idea flashes through his mind. Waving his hand, he opens a rift and arrives back in the bedroom.
Leaving the bedroom he walks up the stairs and enters his old bedroom. Taking all his clothes into his system backpack he returns to the master bedroom.
Sitting on the bed he pulls out his phone and begins searching for information online. The old Roy wasn't fond of learning, thinking that a powerful trainer didn't need to study. After searching online for nearly three hours he places his phones at his side.
"A lot of information in this world is wrong or missing. Some pokemon haven't been discovered yet. The steel and fairy types haven't been discovered. Dark and normal types are confused with each other as well as ground and rock." Tapping his finger on his cheek he thinks for a moment. "There could be people who've figured it out, but they aren't disclosing it to the public."
Shaking his head he forgets about it for the time being. "Psychic pokemon are too smart and hard to capture making them rare. Ghost pokemon are vicious and even worse to deal with."
Rising to his feet he can't help thinking about those two types of pokemon. In the real world, their power is terrible. Most psychic Pokemon are smarter than humans and ghost pokemon eat the souls of their victims.
Looking at the balance on his phone he decides what he has to do next. Leaving the room, he walks towards the door of his house and exits. Locking the door behind him, he begins moving towards the center of the town.
The main thing he was looking for online was the sale of items related to Pokemon. The first thing he looked for was berries. Berries can only grow in the Secret Realm and are unable to be transplanted.
From the fact that berries are sold, it shows humans have gained private control of Secret Realms.
The next thing he searched for is MooMoo Milk, but to his surprise, he couldn't find it. After seeing this, he searched the web for currently discovered pokemon and realized that it's been found, but the numbers must be scarce.
Walking down the street he finally knows that the town he lives in is tiny compared to the three frontier cities. The town he currently lives in is called Rotor town with a population of a few hundred thousand, but each of the cities has a population of millions.
When seeing these numbers he realizes how many people have died during the outbreak. Shaking those useless thoughts out of his head he continues walking towards the center of the town.
The closer he gets the more pokemon he sees. Whismur waddling behind its trainer, Pansage hanging on its trainers back, and a young woman holding a Sunkern in her arms.
The average qualification of each pokemon is yellow. After seeing his gold quality eggs with six perfect IVs he now understands where they rank compared to other pokemon.
Qualifications range from red, yellow, green, blue, and purple. After searching online he couldn't find out how they judge qualifications but it doesn't matter much.
After walking for twenty minutes he finally arrived at the Pokemon Center, not the place to take Pokemon to be healed, but the center of Pokemon activity.
The entire center of town is one big center for Pokemon. There are clubs with dedicated training grounds and gyms, shops that sell items, and many places to take pokemon to be treated.
"Pokemon moves aren't automatically learned and really hard to train in this world. TMs don't exist and healing abilities are really limited.
The ability to teach Pokemon different moves can make you a renowned Breeder." Rubbing his chin he can't stop thinking about the poor move pool of the Pokemon he's seen. Most pokemon don't have moves outside of their typing.
The more he knows about pokemon research in this world the more distressed he becomes.
When he finally arrives at the shop he searched for online, he walks inside.
"Welcome to the Little Garden, what can I do for you today." A fat man with a bald head and large mustache stands behind the counter and rubs his hands.
Leaning on the side of the wall near the man is a Nuzleaf with Peak Advance strength. Seeing this he is sure that a family or company has control of a Secret Realm.
"Tomorrow we will receive our elf eggs from the Advance Trainer School, I thought I'd beat the rush and buy some Pokemon food now." Smirking slightly he shows a confidant look towards the clerk.
"Oh, you're from the Advance School?" Hearing this, the man looks Roy up and down before nodding his head. "What do you want to buy? Elf food? We have developed a lot of different recipes."
Seeing that his identity is working and he glances around the shop for a moment. "I heard from my friend there are berries that can heal Pokemon called Sitrus? Give me ten of those and ten Belue, Durin, and Spelon Berries to taste while I'm here."
Hearing such a big order a greasy smile appears on the man's face. "Each Sitrus berry is 5000 credits while the others are 2000. The total is 110,000 credits."
Hearing the number he pulls out his cell phone and looks at the balance of 231,654 credits and scans his phone. Seeing this he can't help feeling bitter inside, this is the last of his legacy from his parents.
After a few minutes, the man returns with a large box containing the berries. "Please come back again." Placing the box on the counter he pushes it towards Roy.
Taking the box he glances at the man and smiles. "Of course, I may be back in a few days." Taking the box he quickly leaves the store.
Glancing towards the sky he can tell it will be dark soon and begins making his way home quicker than he came. Without a Pokemon for protection in this world, you are never safe.
