With the familiar energy envoloping him, he closed his eyes
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A soft flute resounded in a dark forest, where the trees seemed to branch higher than the sun
A man had his wooden flute and was playing some music, much to the surrounding pokemon's delight
"Hm, Should be enough." The man said, looking towards the shrine dedicated to the forest guardian
After bowing a couple of times in front of it, The man suddenly turned around and left for his tribal village
every 6 months, his small village does a ritual to thank the forest god for the blessing of Fruits and nuts, which they survive on.
A small cry could be heard behind him, making the man turn around and look towards the sky, where the sound resided
Looking towards the direction of the noise, the man couldn't see anything
hearing the voice once more, this time childish giggling, the man slowly twisted his head towards the noise
A green onion / Celery looking creature could be seen, using its hands to cover its mouth while it giggled
Looking at the unfound Pokemon, the man suddenly got a beast skin and some ink and scribbled down the appearance of the beast
An unfound pokemon would get him 5 months of wheat, something his family would need for the upcoming winter
"Celebi!" It giggled, having a cute and childish voice
The man's smile softened, reminding him of his late daughter
thinking of her, his smile became a sad one
Seeing him sad, the Green onion came and patted his back, comforting him
Looking at the wooden flute, the green onion suddenly pointed at it and pointed at him, before moving about in a dancing motion
"You want me to play it for you?" The man said with a smile, instantly liking the small beast
Although wild pokemon were hard to domesticate since you need to fight them with brute force, which always didn't go well
Unlawfully taken from Royal Road, this story should be reported if seen on Amazon.
(Pokeballs weren't invented)
And as such, the man came every day, playing music for the forest
As years went past the man's beard grew and grew as he became older and older
one day, he went to the forest for the last time
His beard and hair grew grey and long, but his smile wasn't old
Greeting Celebi with a cough, he muttered
"My days are numbered." He said, looking around the forest, watching as the audience of pokemon who were eagerly waiting for his music stack up in lines
it was much more than a meeting now. the Leavanny shared the clothes with the other pokemon due to winter, the Combee shared their honey to the Ursaring and Snorlax
Picking up the flute once more, he said
"Let's make the final song one worth remembering!" His warm smile showed no fear the death rapidly approaching him
The joy clan said he will die tomorrow, and nothing could stop that
putting the butt of the flute on his lips, his slender fingers skillfully wove themselves around the flute, causing the pokemon to start dancing
The Celebi, however, looking at the man rapidly draining lifeforce and sighed with a sad expression
In the end, the man showed a bitter smile and bowed to the audience, causing the pokemon with hands to clap and the pokemon without to smash a piece of wood to show their approval
Coughing up blood, the man laid down on the grass, which was still wet with morning dew
"Celebi, I have one request." The man said, looking towards the teary-eyed pokemon
Nodding its head, it signified that it was listening
"Take care of my son, please." The man coughed "His mother is gone, and the tribe doesn't accept orphans."
With a sigh, he raised his hands towards the sky and said
"Jubliee, Are you there?"
His hand sloped as he took his final breath with a smile
Peacefully closing his eyes, he died in peace
Looking at his body, the pokemon all wept.
generations of pokemon have passed.
They came with their parents to come to watch the magic man. it was a generation to generation thing, as this man has been most of these pokemon lives
looking towards the city that used to be a village, the onion suddenly teleported towards the residence of the boy and teleported back
"Hm?" The boy shook his head around, looking towards the pokemon who had sad expressions on their faces "What's wrong with these pokemon?"
Looking around the forest, he felt something near his foot
Slowly looking down, the boy saw his fathers corpse
Slowly running towards the body, he checked his vitals
"He's dead." The boy said, teardrops streaking down his eyes
Looking towards the pokemon in the middle, Celebi, he said
"Are you father's pokemon?"
The Celebi showed a thoughtful expression before slowly nodding
Looking towards the Celebi, his eyes showed determination
Showing the Celebi the wound marks made by humans, he said
"I do not wish to be weak." His eyes burned "I'm sick of being beaten and tortured because I'm not like the other boys."
Looking at the boy with pity, the Celebi took a final look at the dead body of her closest friend, and it remembered the Oath he asked him to make
Looking at the boy, Celebi shook it head
Clicking its fingers, a book suddenly appeared
After a look at the boy, Celebi teleported away
Wiping off its dusty cover, he took a glance at it
"Enscriptions and Runes."
And as such, this is how the Adamos family rose into the highest tiers of society
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