After I lifted the top of the box I was greeted with a pokemon egg. The Egg was blue and white with patterns simir to snowfkes on it. I gently lifted the egg from the box and noticed that it was fortably cool to the toubsp;

  “It’s a pokemon egg,” I whispered with some awe in my voice. As I recall, the pokemon eggs are fairly generic depending on their egg group so unless you got it from a specialized breeder you could have any pokemon of that egg group hatbsp;

  “The egg is from a Vulpix breeder in the Alion. I know how much you love everything about them so I asked my cousin to send one for your starter. Since baby pokemon ot be used for the league, I figured you could help raise it until you are old enough to head out. Granted, you will not be allowed to train it, even in the b, until you are officially registered as a trainer, but there is nothing stating that you ’t raise it under my supervision until then.” Grandpa stated as he chuckled at my look of pure awe and joy that appeared on my face as he expihe present. I carefully set the egg ba the box before ung myself at Grandpa and giving him a tight hug.

  “Thank you, thank you, thank you! Grandpa you are the best grandfather in the world!” I excimed with a beaming smile. This was the greatest present I could have ever been given iher world. Oh I always wanted a pet, and here I had always wanted a pokemon of my own. After I finally released him from the hug, he began to expin to me on how to care for the egg until it hatched on its own and what to do just after. The expnation took nearly three hours as he made sure I fully uood what I o do to make sure everything would work out before heading off to his b for some work of his own.

  I carefully carried the egg bay room and started making a bed for it on my desk, o my puter. After pg the egg in its new , I sat down in my chair and stared at it dreamily while occasionally stroking the egg softly. While admiring my new addition to my room, my excitement started to wane and I gradually started to gh my memories and everything that had happened so far. Last I could remember is that I fell asleep just as I tureen, but I also remember how I was unnaturally tired. I furrowed my br to figure out the reason I felt so tired.

  “Why was I so tired? There was no reason, If anything I should have been up all night reading as usual before sleeping in the car.” I pondered out loud to no one.

  [Ding! Young source of Elemental energy detected. Elemental Energy is resonating with bloodline.]

  [System initializing]

  [System Online - dispying welessage.]

  [Oh hey! I hought this would actually be used, but even I be surprised sometimes. Anyways, while traveliween different worlds with my harem I found your soul floating there asleep. I looked into your soul memories and found that you died in a hiriously bad way, the onoxide detector near your room was faulty and you died due to onoxide poisoning. You even died a virgin, you poor thing! So before Truck-kun could ship you off to parts unknown without your memories, I decided to send you myself with a little gift. The gift is this system I created.

  Now this won’t give you superpowers or turn you into a god. I abhor things of that nature, strength should be earned, not given. What it will give you, is access to one of my random treasuries when you plete feats of strength, or do something I would totally do like build a harem of women. Now the reason I’m surprised this activated is you o be part of my bloodline and be near a source of ice elemental power. I’m guessing one of my children decided to have a family in your new world and you just so happeo acquire it.

  That is all from me, now go live your new life, grow strong, and lose that virginity! Love, Yuna]

  “I died of onoxide poisoning? Really? That is so me! I mean I guess that is why I felt so tired…” I sighed to myself as I read the message. As I reached the bottom of the message my eyes went wide seeing the name. “Yuna? She’s real? I thought she was just another fanfic character!”

  *SPLAT*

  As soon as I finish my words, I am suddenly greeted by a cake smag into my face followed by some ethereal ughter. I just slowly blink, uo react to what just happened as I’m still in a daze. I re-read the icy blue s with golden scroll work on the edges and silvery text a few more times until finally I break out of my daze and just start giggling. Shortly after I start ughing harder and fall out of my chair clutg my stomach. A few mier I stop ughing a up while ing off my face before trying a bit of the cake.

  “So good.” I hum in pleasure at the taste of the cake. “Well that is Yuna for you. Never going to give up a ce to cake someone.” I notice that the s with her message is still floating there and I try toug it with my hand but it just passes right through it. Right, so no haptic esture trols. I try wishing for the message to disappear and it does so. I try calling out status in my mind and a new s shows up dispying very basiformation.

  [Status:

  Name: Frost Oak

  Age: 14

  Bloodline: Heavenly Gcial Ice Phoenix (activating)

  Aura: Inactive

  Pokemon: 1 Egg

  Harem: acha Spins avaible: 0]

  “She mentiohat I had the bloodline of her family, but what does it mean activating?” I trated on the lihat showed my bloodlirying to will an expnation to show, but nothing showed up. I guess that means I don’t have any kind of appraisal. I don’t mind too much about not having an appraisal cheat as I’m already on a nonsensical trip in another world. I mean I didn’t eveo meet ROB.

  Now Aura… I know that was a thing in the Pokemon series and it allows humans to perform feats that would normally be done by Pokemon. I wonder if I could activate it myself like magic or qi in all those webnovels I read. I walk over to my bed to get fortable and sit down in a lotus position. Thank the gods I am still young and flexible. I should probably add some Yoga to my workouts so that I stay flexible as I grow older. As I get myself into position I begin to take long slow cyclical breaths while attempting to clear my mind.

  After a while I find that my thoughts are running around like a hyperactive squirrel drank an energy drink and a cup of coffee at the same time. I keep thinking about everything that has happened, and should have happened. I wondered if my parents were okay, or if they died the same way I did. The more I tried to clear my mind, the more these thoughts just ran circles arouil I decided to stop for now. I o do some resear how to properly meditate and deal with my present issues. I’m fine currently as it hasn’t been that long for me but it might sneak up on me once I have calmed down unless I try to address it. For now though, I will shelve the issue.

  I open my eyes to find it is nearly noon and my stomach finally decides to make itself known. I go back downstairs to the kit to find the house empty, so I make myself a simple sandwid decide to go outside and explore around Pallet Town. As I start to walk around outside this first thing I notice is the heat. This throws me off as I’ve always known Kanto as being one of the cions, but currently to me it feels like I just walked out onto the Vegas Strip in July.

  Everythi way too hot for what I was seeing arouhe lush greens of te spring with green fields of crops swayily in the breeze. The sun itself wasn’t intense a pleasant on my arms and legs, if not warmer than normal. As I gnce around, I see people walking around enjoying the day, some wearing long sleeves and pants, others with pants and a t-shirt. I start to feel my skin starting to get wet with sweat as I make my way towards a tree for some shade, hoping it will e off some. Once I reach the shade, I pull on my now sweaty shirt, pulling it off my skin trying to get some air to e off. Nearby I happen to see a thermometer attached to someone’s house. I blinked my eyes in amazement as the temperature read as eighteen celsius and then furrowed my brows to vert that to fahrehat I am used to using.

  “I believe that is in the low sixties?” I say to myself unsure as I am not used to having to vert between units. I am going to have to get used to metriits of measure as nothing uses imperial units of measure here. “There is no way that being in the sixties would cause me to sweat like this. There must be something wrong.” I was fine when I left the house to walk around but after being in the sun for a short while everything started getting warmer. I took a g my arms and found them the same snow white they were, if not maybe a bit more which just served to fuse me more.

  [Ding! Bloodline has successfully activated.]