V: The Stupidity of the Pokemon Master

"The elves who live in the forest live deep in the forest, they are said to live in a separate realm, imagine a secret realm from those cultivation novels. So the forest is safe to hunt in. However, eventually, hostilities may increase and we may encounter elven scouts, killing them would not only give us points, but if we get one of their ears we can trade it for gold in the city," Marie said with ease but depicted the harsh reality of this continent.

The fight between different races is a classic trope. But on this continent, it had reached a cruel level. Usually in fantasy stories, humans enslave elves, you know, they're beautiful. But here it's very different, you won't see a sensual half-elf, because here all humans hate and despise elves.

To have sex with an elf? It's like doing it with an animal, just pitiful. The result of such a union never lived more than 10 years before it was killed. Yes, the humans here were very supremacist, there may not be typical differences between humanity, so all that hatred was directed at species like elves or dwarves.

"Nooooo, how can I kill an elf? I want my elf waifu!" said the boy who possessed the Pokeball. 

Now that Seone was paying more attention to him, he realized a few things. He was a fat guy with pimples, thick glasses, greasy hair, a weird look, and an annoying voice. Fuck, this guy was no Otaku, he was THE OTAKU. It was an exaggerated stereotypical resemblance, I didn't even know why this guy was in the group, except for his Pokemon of course.

See, there are like 10,000 Pokemon, I don't know, but we all know the classics, Pikachu, Charizard, Vaporeon... yeah, this guy has a Vaporeon, and he even made a joke that it would soon become a shiny Vaporeon. Some of the guys in the group laughed, but Seone didn't, he just looked at the guy and felt the urge to kick him.

Now that he was watching him defend potential enemies in a conflict that involved the city and, more importantly, their lives, Seone couldn't restrain himself.

"You know with all that fat no elf with his nose up to the sky would look at you, right?" asked Seone with malice and annoyance in his voice, he didn't like this guy, and right now he wanted to hit him with his Spin Ball, see what happens.

"Don't be rude, 613," Marie said, referring to Seone. No one in the group knew that he had been given that name, a strange reference to the number he had been given. 

"Just look at him, he thinks he can get a waifu in his imaginary harem when we could die from any carelessness if we run into an elven patrol in the forest. Did they forget how broken the elves are and how weak we are since we've only been here a week?" Seone pointed out, making the group think, even the Pokemon boy.

"Nah, I'll be like Yun Che, I'll rescue a cute elf during the war, we'll fall in love and I'll start my journey as a harem master. They say there are nine-tailed foxes in the deepest recesses of the forest, she'll be part of my harem too," the fat boy said with a strange conviction in his eyes, Seone could respect that even though his mind was thinking something else.

Don't tell me this guy is the main character in all this shit, that would be horrible, but not weird. I've seen that a lot of people like the 'otaku fat kid who turns badass' plot.

"Yun Che isn't the best role model," replied a guy in the group Seone didn't remember, and before the topic drifted to ATG's repetitive and annoying plot, Marie caught everyone's attention with a clap.

"Enough of this crap, let's plan what we're going to do soon, and let's also find a place for our next meetings," Marie said, reasserting her leadership in the group and steering the conversation to something more productive.

...

As Seone walked down a lonely and very stereotypical mugging alley, he felt something approaching him, so he jumped aside to avoid a pressurized water jet. How did he dodge that? Well, he had developed a weak sixth sense in his previous world for running away from these melting anomalies, enhanced by his physical and spinning training, which he used to gradually improve his physical condition. 

Looking over, he saw the Pokémon Master with his creature from his Pokéball. He looked viciously at Seone and Vaporeon... it looked strange, it had pieces of white fur, and when Seone noticed, he knew why.

"Dude, did you fuck a Vaporeon?" asked Seone a little disgusted and amazed.

As if something had activated in the boy's mind, he adjusted his glasses as he went on to say one of the most bizarre things the omniverse had ever seen, a copy-paste that transcended and perpetuated itself on all worlds with technology advanced enough to allow for the creation of Pokemon.

"Did you know that in terms of reproduction..." as the Otaku boy 'sang' the spell that would cause the listener to lose sanity points, Seone acted quickly.

Reaching into his pockets, he pulled out two Spin Balls and spun them around. Spin is rare, it works through intention or will as well as knowledge, mainly of mathematics, though its effect is enhanced if you know some anatomy or additional knowledge. 

Then, at his will, the orbs began to rotate, emitting a halo of golden energy, and before his two opponents noticed, he threw the orbs. One hit the boy's chest, and even though the fat on his body absorbed the damage, the energy from the rotation coursed through his body, sucking the air out of him and paralyzing his body. 

The other ball hit the Pokeball the guy was idiotically holding, summoning back the vaporeon that had jumped to attack Seone.

"That was too easy, I guess... I'm going to win my first points," Seone said a bit dismayed, he still hadn't gotten used to the fact that he had to fight other people and creatures to the death, even though he was trying to adapt.