eldritch pokemon fanfic

Would you sell your World, your Species, and your very Universe for a chance at a better life? If there was a red-button in front of you, and you could achieve everything you ever wanted by pressing it, all at the low-low cost of the annihilation of everything you've ever known; would you press that button? Approached by an unfathomable entity, a young man with nothing left to lose, little to gain, obtains the capital to sell his entire universe. One might think it luck, others might think it destiny; The Wyrm thinks everything is food, at the end of the strange aeons. A universe is sold as a meal, and in return a man gains power, freedom, and knowledge. It was the opportunity of a life-time, and despite his horrendous action, the man himself is not an Evil man. Simply...mortal. So very mortal. And so, adrift in the Multiverse, a newly Sparked Planeswalker embarks with his Patron's power lurking within his shadow.