Gacha

«Daniel Hawk's Point of View»

*7:00 a.m.*

I woke up to sunlight streaming through the window. I didn't need an alarm; my body was already used to waking up at the same time every day. With a sigh, I stretched in bed, feeling my muscles wake up along with me.

The radio automatically turned on, filling the room with the morning news. "The Schnee Dust Company remains in the spotlight, facing criticism for its labor practices and its connection to the recent White Fang attacks. In other news, more Dust thefts have been reported in the city, this time attributed to the infamous criminal Roman Torchwick. Authorities are still on his trail, but so far, the Thief Knight continues to elude the security forces."

I rolled my eyes. Same old shit. Nothing new. I got out of bed and stretched again, this time standing up, feeling my back crack as I stretched. Wearing nothing but a pair of pajama pants, I walked over to the balcony.

As I opened the door, the cold morning air hit me in the face. I didn't care; I actually enjoyed it. I took a deep breath, letting the fresh air clear away any remnants of sleep. From here, I could see the city starting to stir, people below beginning their day.

Another day in Vale, what marvelous adventures will it bring this time?

I hear a shout from the street, "WUUUUUU!" Looking down, I see a young woman smiling at me and shouting, "Show it, baby!" She looks so excited that I can't help but smile. And why not?, I think. I place my hands on my chest and jiggle them a bit, giving her the show she's waiting for. What can I say? If I were in her place and this were my past life, I'd probably be thrilled too.

"WUUUUUU!" Her enthusiasm is contagious. Today for you, tomorrow for me, dear stranger, I think with a smile.

Just as I'm enjoying the moment, a shout interrupts the show: "PUT ON SOME GODDAMN CLOTHES, WHORE!" It's Karen, the neighbor from the next apartment. She's a rabbit Faunus in her 40s, with big tits, a nice ass, and rabbit ears, but unfortunately, she's a real bitch. She always has something to say, and today is no exception.

With a sarcastic smile, I flip her the bird. "HEY! FUCK OFF, BITCH!" I shout back. I can hear her yelling fade as I head back inside, closing the door behind me.

I've been here less than two weeks, and she's already tried to kick me out of the neighborhood four times for "public indecency." It hasn't worked, obviously, but she doesn't seem to have any intention of leaving me alone anytime soon.

Well, it's time to stop wasting time. I close the door behind me and get ready for what's coming. I really didn't want to use the gacha until I was in a safe place, but I've settled in and there's no reason to wait any longer.

"System, start the gacha. The three draws," I command, hoping that God will have mercy on my soul.

The screen flickers and the results start to appear.

[Starting gacha...]

Item obtained: Elder Wand

Item obtained: Yellow Potion

Creature obtained: Pidgey

I thank the god of luck or whoever intervened on my behalf to give me this gift. "Forget everything and give me the wand, NOW!" I command the system.

Suddenly, a wand, and not just any wand, the Elder Wand, materializes in my hands. "I've waited for this my whole life," I whisper, slowly running my fingers over its surface and feeling its texture beneath my fingertips. I caress it gently and whisper the sweetest words ever spoken.

I grip the wand firmly in my dominant hand and know what I have to do. I run to the balcony and yank the door open. There's that bitch Karen, doing her usual morning watch. I point my wand directly at my target, without any flourishes, just a firm and decisive motion, and utter the magic words.

"Ah-VAH-dah Keh-DAH-vrah!" I shout with a voice that would put Voldemort to shame.

… … …

… …

I stand still in my position, a smile on my face and the wand in my hand. My eyes are fixed on the void, waiting for something to happen, but the world remains unchanged. The initial excitement starts to fade, giving way to growing frustration.

"Are you retarded or what?!" Karen yells from her apartment, her voice clear and just as pissed off.

"And PUT ON SOME FUCKING CLOTHES, EXHIBITIONIST!!" she adds, her tone laden with irritation.

"FUCK OFF, KAREN!! I'M NOT IN THE MOOD!" I shout back, my frustration mounting. I head back to my room, deciding to focus on what's important. "System, wand description"

[Loading description … …]

[Item: Elder Wand]

The Elder Wand, also known as the most powerful wand in the history of magic, is one of the three legendary items that make up the Deathly Hallows… Too bad its current bearer is a filthy Muggle.

*Sniff* *sniff*. "I'll never be a wizard and I'll never go to Hogwarts," I murmur, wiping away my imaginary tears. It's my fault for having hopes. I take a deep breath; I have to be strong, the misery isn't over yet.

"System, give me the next item."

The same process as with the wand repeats, and a yellow potion appears in my hands. "System, give me the description of the potion."

[Loading description … …]

[Item: Yellow Potion]

Yellow

…

"And what does it do?"

[Yellow]

…

"I'm not drinking this." I leave the potion in a locked drawer for later, just in case.

Alright, screw it, let's finish this.

"System, description of the Pidgey"

[Loading description … …]

[Creature obtained: Pidgey]

Pidgey is a Normal/Flying-type Pokémon that resembles a small bird with brown plumage and a spiral-shaped tail. It is known for its ability to adapt to different environments, making it a very versatile and resilient Pokémon. Pidgey is common in wooded areas and fields.

Everything seems normal. "System, give me my Pokémon!" I order the system, ready to start my journey as a Pokémon Master.

[Loading Pidgey … …]

In front of me, a bird about 30 centimeters tall materializes. It has light brown feathers with a white chest and a spiral-shaped tail. Its head is rounded, with a yellow beak and large eyes. Its wings are dark brown with larger feathers at the tips, and it carries a rare berry in its beak. "Pidgey!" it squawks, stretching its wings. My Pokémon partner.

"Pidgey!" the little creature exclaims, puffing up its chest as if trying to look intimidating.

"Calm down, noble creature," I say, raising my hands in a gesture of peace. "My name is Daniel, and I'm your trainer."

"Pidgey!" It points at me with its wing, clearly irritated.

"Who says so? Fate says so," I reply with a smile.

"Pidgey! Pidgey!" it responds in a less friendly tone, more like a "fuck off."

"And what do you gain from this? A home? Food? A friend?"

"Look, I know this is weird. You appeared in a different place, far from home, and now some random guy says he's going to be your trainer. But if you decide to stay with me, I promise you great adventures, I'll make you strong, and I'll give you everything you need…" I don't finish before being interrupted.

"Pidgey…" it mutters, turning its back on me.

"WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU DON'T WANT TO!? NOT WANTING IS NOT AN OPTION!!" I shout, losing my composure.

"Pidgey! Pidgey! Pidgey!" it yells, flapping its wings frantically.

Pidgey takes flight and starts fluttering around the room. Its wings beat strongly, kicking up dust and making everything around it shake.

[Pidgey used Tackle]

"Pidgey! Pidgey!" it screeches as it crashes into the lamp, knocks over some books, and makes the curtains flail wildly.

"Hey, hey! Calm down, you shitty bird! DO YOU THINK THIS IS FUNNY?!" I shout, covering my head as I try to keep up with it.

[Pidgey used Tackle]

The damn bird seems to be enjoying the chaos it's creating. It circles around, slams into walls, and makes everything that isn't nailed down start to fall.

"That's it, no more kindness!" I shout, losing my patience. I look around and grab the first thing I see: a broom. "Well, we tried the nice way, now let's do it Safari Zone style!"

"Pidgey…" it gives me a mocking look.

"GET DOWN FROM THERE, YOU FUCKING BALL OF FEATHERS!" I try to hit it with the broom, but Pidgey is quite fast. It keeps dodging my strikes, fluttering around me. "STOP MOVING, YOU COWARD!" I yell, swinging the broom as it continues to circle around.

"Do you think you're the only one with tricks?"

[Daniel used Scratch Instinctively]

Directly to the eyes, Pidgey loses control and crashes to the ground.

"HAHAHAHA, now who's laughing, bastard!" I get closer and kneel to be at his level. "Now you have two options: be my Pokémon or…"

[Pidgey used Sand Attack!]

Straight to my eyes.

"AAAHHHHH!"

[Critical Hit]

"Pidgey-pidgey! Pidgey-pidgey, pi-pi!"

Pidgey lets out a mocking laugh and flies back up. It's not just fluttering around now; it's heading straight for the balcony.

"PIDGEY!!!"

"No, no, no!" I try to stop it, but I'm still blinded.

[Pidgey used Tackle]

The damn bird crashes through the glass door with a loud CRASH, leaving a trail of feathers and broken glass.

I run out to the balcony, agitated, sweating, and with irritated eyes, just in time to see Pidgey flying away, heading towards the horizon.

"PIDGEY!!!" (Goodbye, idiot!) were its last words before it flew off.

"Come back here, you coward!" I shout, but my words are lost in the air as it disappears into the distance, heading towards the forest.

I stand there with the broom in hand and a wrecked room behind me.

"HAHAHAHAHA!" a mocking laugh echoes from the neighboring building.

"FUCK OFF, KAREN!" I turn around and slam the already broken door.

I collapse onto the floor at the sight of the apartment: broken windows, a shattered door, a toppled bookshelf, torn curtains, an overturned table, and sand everywhere. I do the only thing I can do right now: take a deep breath and clear my throat…

🎵 We'll meet again

🎵 Don't know where, don't know when

🎵 But I know we'll meet again some sunny day

I need to get a weapon.

A few moments later, with a clearer mind, I get up from the floor and start tidying up the chaos. Among the debris, I find Pidgey's berry. "HA, the idiot forgot his food."

I wonder if Pidgey can survive in this world. Will it ever come back for its berry? Only time will tell.

*3 Days Later*

Pidgey hasn't come back, and I don't think it will. My gaze is fixed on the TV.

"Reporter Lisa Lavender reporting. In other news, a new species of bird has been discovered in the Emerald Forest, by Bartholomew Oobleck," says the reporter.

"DOCTOR OOBLECK!" interrupts the peculiar green-haired character.

"This new species is a miracle of evolution. It has demonstrated enhanced strength and speed, as well as advanced intelligence. Additionally, it possesses multiple abilities and notable effectiveness against the Grimms, as shown in this video," explains Dr. Oobleck, showing a video.

In the video, Pidgey enters the battle using Whirlwind, creating a wind vortex that destabilizes the Grimm. Taking advantage of the confusion, Pidgey launches a Quick Attack, striking the Grimm with great speed and causing a significant impact.

The Grimm, annoyed and furious, tries to attack with its claws, but Pidgey skillfully dodges. With a quick maneuver, Pidgey uses Sand Attack, raising sand and dust that clouds the Grimm's vision. Pidgey seizes the opportunity and launches another Tackle, hitting the Grimm with force. The Grimm, weakened by the combination of attacks, falls to the ground defeated. Pidgey perches on a nearby branch, victorious, as the forest returns to calm.

"PIDGEY!!!"

*I turn off the TV.*

Whatever. I need to take a walk.

I head out to the streets, contemplating my current situation. I have money and a place to live, but what good is that if I'm missing the most important thing? Power. I'd prefer not to fight, but I can't avoid it. This world is destined to go to shit sooner or later. How do I know? Because I'm a fanfic of a degenerate god, and in these stories, something always happens: invasions, dark lords, zombies. Most likely, it'll be the Grimms or terrorists. The gacha is unlikely to help me soon, so I need to get a girlfriend, and fast.

Not just anyone will do. I need someone easy to deceive, with low self-esteem, naïve, inexperienced, easy to manipulate, and desperate enough not to notice the web of lies and deceit I'm about to weave.

My thoughts are interrupted by a trembling, halting voice. I look down and see a girl about 1.60 meters tall, with fair skin, short black hair with red tips, silver eyes, and an elegant black dress with red details, complemented by a long hooded cape.

"A-a-are you a piece of equipment? B-because without you, I feel incomplete," says the girl, attempting a shaky wink and forcing a smile. Sweat droplets run down her forehead. She's putting in a lot of effort.

Perfect.

Author's Note: Now comes the difficult part: writing characters and capturing their essence. Any advice will be welcome.