It was a dreary and stormy evening the day my life ged drastically. Before I get into all that I should introduce myself , Alexander Drake a fairly normal twenty year old guy all things sidered. I have short thick messy bck hair and job that barely pays for my rundown one bedroom ohroom house as well as a small amount put into the rainy day funds uhe mattress. Sure it wasn't some glorious existe I lived alone in two thousand and twenty three America which was quite the achieveme me tell you.-

  I was never very athletic to be ho so I had a little bit of a gut o thanks to both a fast metabolism and only enough moo eat a single det meal a day I was by no means fat. I suppose I also got lucky in the geics area though as I was a solid eight out of ten if my female coworkers and casual hookups were to believed. Never really cared f to make myself look good and was likely to wear a pair of jeans and a t-shirt with some sarcastic saying on it to literally a.-

  I did have oher big fw that I mostly kept to myself but those who knew me long enough were aware of. I had a near crippling level of apathy about everything since as far as I could tell there was holy no real reason why I should care about anything. I wasionless , no far from it , but I simply accepted that there was no point to getting stressed over things out of my trol which was basically everything. For some people they strived for something greater than human but I accepted that it simply did.-

  Life is quite fair in that regard as you were born and no matter what you do you will eventually die as nothing more than a human , just like everyone else. So as far as I was ed why should I do more than the bare minimum to survive until my apportioned fate if it didn't matter. Obviously I am aware of that now that my situation is vastly different but as I said near crippling levels of apathy. That all ged though on this fateful day when I learhe hard way that reality is much more plicated than any realized.-

  See I was off on this particur day and as a result had a det amount of free time on my hands. Most of my free time was usually dedicated to sleeping as was the only way for me to experience what it may be like to be more than just another human. Today though I had been doing my most ret hobby , pying pokemon. To be ho despite growing up with the franchise in high popurity I had never even given it so much as more than a momentary gnce.-

  I had unfortunately been forced to grow up and realize that the world was a terrible pce at the tender age of seveo bullying. I'm not talking about like harmless stuff like name calling and mog but full oing punched i and isoted by all of my cssmates for years on end bullying. For a couple of years after we moved away from that area and I started to get treated like a normal person I was cruel and angry at the world. But after seeing that anger got me nowhere I eventually settled for cold apathy , sad right?-

  Anyways my coworkers and the few people who might be sidered friends had pestered me to no end about pokemon this and pokemon that until I decided to give in and see what all the fuss was about. Apparently the feion and bellohere the games made the most sense and came highly reended. My coworker Jerome suggested I py pokemon emerald and fire red first , then pokemo gold or soul silver and finally pokemon ptinum to really get the full feel for the franchise. I refused to watch the ahough since everyone said that it was rather childish.-

  It wasn't all that expeo get all these games and the sole to py them either. About two hundred dolrs from my rainy day fund after taxes since I got everything from a reliable game shop sed hand. Thirty for each of the ds cartridges , seventy five for the ds lite itself including the charging cable and twenty five for each of the gba cartridge games. I started with pokemon emerald ahrough the story within two of my days off. Despite clearly bei for children the game was actually pretty prehensive in it's meics.-

  Obviously the level system made the type system slightly less valuable to memorize when a higher level teo mean a pokemon could tank an attack of a type it was weak against if the level difference was high enough and the opposite was true. If a pokemon out leveled it's oppo it could still seriously harm or even "knock out" a pokemon strong against that type of attack. This was where things got a bit unbanced as it was totally doable to just have your character run bad forth in a specific area defeating the random enters repeatedly to over level your party of six pokemon thanks to the exp system in levels.-

  Otherwise though the game had a fairly good thing going for it that made it fun to try and py through the game with various limitations. My personal favorite was the "adult" version of the game where if a pokemon was "knocked out" in battle you had to store it in your pc box and release it because it was "dead". This meant I was forced to be more ied in actual strategy then just brute f my way through the story and gyms.-

  Once I got too fortable pying with emerald I moved on to fire red the gold after that and finally I ying through Pokemon ptinum for the first time whehing ged. I'd like to say that it was some grand spectacle but in all holy it was not. One moment I was watg the credits of the game after defeating the champion thia and the everythi bck. I am pretty sure I was instantly killed by the bolt of lightning that I had no way of predig. I am also pretty sure SOMETHING had grabbed my soul at the moment of my death as When I woke up I was very muo longer oh. My first thought of course was 'What the Fuck?'.