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If I was to say that I was the second best Pokemon trainer in the world, no one would dare to say they were the best. Yes, that's right, I was THE Pokemon Champion. Follow my exciting Pokemon Journey. A few notices: I have school from Monday to Friday and I am also writing two other works (The Football System and the Kpop Legend) so chapters may be limited to once a week but that can change if I have holidays. Plus, I may not be the most knowledgeable about Pokemon as I haven't watched it in ages.Anyways, I hope you enjoy! P.S: Cover Art not mine. All credits to the rightful owner.
My life was like a dull photograph;not one to remember but also not one to forget.It was so simple and dull that it could be described in a set of words:
Birth,Childhood,School,College,University,Job,Wife,House,Cars,Children,Grandchildren.
Was I dissatisfied?You could say that. I hadn't lived my life to the fullest even though I had accomplished what most people would want to have achieved before the time of their impending death.It wasn't that I wasn't happy...I was. Why wouldn't I be?I fell in love with a young beautiful girl at a bar, got married, had kids with her and even aged with her to an ancient age;something which couples these days found hard to do.
But still,I had one regret though.
That regret haunted me my whole life like an disease, which I could just not cure. That regret was...
My parents.
My parents were very strict parents and once they found my addiction to Pokemon , they banned me from ever seeing,touching or even smelling something which is Pokemon related.Because of this, I grew an indescribable hatred towards the two of them and even went as far as killing,yes killing them. I had turned into a psychopath, I had become what I feared the most.
However,after a while,my parents died.
In a car crash, they said; I heard the news from my relatives, people who I never really trusted, people who I never really came into contact with. At first, I didn't believe them and profusely believed them to be wrong which deeply shocked me inside as I had always wanted my parents dead but there I was clinging onto my last hope they were still alive. But like all sad endings, they were found to be gone, something for some reason which made me lost in an abyss of tears, which my 15 year old self couldn't comprehend why.
As darkness slowly crept up my eyes and my heavy breaths got shorter and shorter,I willed myself that in my next life, I would be the champion of them all...I would be the champion of Pokemon.
In my very last moments, I heard a faint powerful voice in my head.
"Amusing, you want to be a Pokemon trainer... well... I guess I'll give you a chance"
"What the hell was that"I thought as the light faded within my eyes.
