The world Lorze had transmigrated into could be sumd up in one sentence...
The awakening of mystical energies, but make it Pokémon.
He had transmigrated to a planet with a history similar to Earth's, except its modern history went completely off the rails due to the sudden appearance of Pokémon.
About a century ago, rumors of sighting "mysterious creatures" began popping up all over the world.
However, transportation and communication back then were far less developed than they are today, so these rumors initially failed to catch the attention of any nation.
Honestly, even if the governnts had paid attention, it wouldn't have mattered. These creatures were far beyond what the people of that era could fight against.
In the decades that followed, bizarre spatial zones—later dubbed "Secret Realms" by future generations—began descending out of thin air onto Star, completely fusing with the land.
During this fusion process, the spatial magnetic fields induced massive electromagnetic disturbances. This caused the "mysterious creatures" that descended alongside these realms to be violently influenced by the magnetic fields, driving them into a state of ntal frenzy.
At first, people called these creatures "Monsters." They possessed terrifying destructive power, much like the dragons of myth and legend.
Hell, so of these monsters were literally dragons!
Capable of breathing fire and calling down lightning!
Wherever they went, everything in sight was obliterated, leaving absolute devastation in their wake.
It was one thing if these Secret Realms spawned in the middle of nowhere. But if they appeared near cities, the consequences were unimaginably catastrophic.
And, as luck would have it, quite a few Secret Realms dropped right into people's backyards.
Thus, bloody disasters erupted worldwide. The entire course of human history was violently derailed. Humanity was forced into a long, drawn-out era of war against these Monsters, giving rise to countless tragedies and epic, tear-jerking tales.
This chaotic era lasted for thirty to forty years. Eventually, the frequency and density of the descending Secret Realms began to slow. The planet's chaotic magnetic fields gradually stabilized, and the rampaging Monsters slowly broke free from the magnetic influence, finally beginning to interact peacefully with humanity.
People then discovered that many Monsters were actually very friendly toward humans. So could even partner up with humans to fight against the Monsters that were still stuck in a state of frenzy.
This marked the beginning of coexistence between humans and Monsters. Later on, archaeological investigations of the Secret Realm ruins uncovered the blueprints for creating Poké Balls. This completely established the modern Trainer system, and the "Monsters" were officially renad "Pokémon."
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Fast forward to today, the year 2025. Pokémon Science is now a mandatory subject in the college entrance exams. Students receive systematic Pokémon education starting in high school. Once they pass the Basic Trainer Certification in their sophomore year, they are eligible to own their first Starter Pokémon.
Lorze never dread he would transmigrate into the world of Pokémon. Even though half a year had passed, it still felt sowhat surreal.
Fortunately, his adaptability was pretty good. Over the past six months, he quickly accepted and familiarized himself with his new identity.
Actually, there wasn't much to get used to. Despite transmigrating, his social circle hadn't changed much. He still lived alone with his single mother, and his family was still just an ordinary, non-wealthy household...
The difference was, an ordinary family in his past life could at least live comfortably enough.
But in this world, being from an ordinary family was the biggest obstacle to becoming a Trainer.
Bluntly put, raising a Pokémon is way too fucking expensive. It costs far more than raising a human child. How could a normal family afford it?
There aren't even many human traffickers in this world. Why waste ti trafficking humans when smuggling Pokémon is so much more lucrative?
Pokémon smuggling is a massively profitable black-market industry. Because different countries have different native Pokémon, a species that is completely common in your own country might be an ultra-rare exotic breed sowhere else.
Thus, the profession of Pokémon Hunters was born. Of course, this profession isn't recognized by the state—mass capturing Pokémon for profit is a serious felony.
Anyway, after cramming Pokémon studies for the past six months, Lorze finally passed the Basic Trainer Certification. He could now officially call himself a Trainer and was legally qualified to own two Pokémon.
If he wanted to catch more Pokémon in the future, he'd have to pass higher-level exams or get a recomndation from an established sponsor.
Lorze had just walked out of his school after picking up his Trainer credentials. In his hands, he held a standard red-and-white Poké Ball gifted by the school, along with a discount voucher for purchasing a Starter Pokémon.
Rookie Trainers with this voucher could get a 30% discount on their first Pokémon at any official Breeder Center.
This should have been a happy occasion, but Lorze was in deep agony over what to choose for his first Pokémon.
He wasn't agonizing over choosing between a traditional Starter Pokémon or a Ralts.
He was agonizing because, given his family's financial situation, he practically had no fucking choice.
Traditional Starters?
A Ralts?
Are you out of your damn mind?
Do you have any idea how insanely expensive a Starter Pokémon egg is?
Honestly, Lorze didn't even know the exact price. Those things were practically priceless and completely out of stock. The mont one appeared on the market, it would be instantly snatched up for an exorbitant sum. He didn't even have the qualifications to window-shop for them.
So, a Starter's price wasn't based on its market value; it was based on how much blood money you were willing to bleed just to outbid the rich assholes.
As for Ralts?
Setting aside the fact that a Ralts isn't any cheaper than a Starter—Psychic-types are a highly sought-after ta type, aning their prices have always been astronomically high.
But the most crucial part: do you know how unbelievably rare Ralts are?
Finding one relies entirely on sheer dumb luck. And even if you stumble across one, you can't just catch it.
Just like Abra, Ralts are naturally born with the Teleport move.
On top of that, as the Emotion Pokémon, she can literally read the emotions of her targets. So, she can easily detect all the dirty, degenerate thoughts swirling inside a Trainer's head.
Ask your conscience: why the fuck do you really want a Ralts?
Because you want to fuck a Gardevoir, that's why. Everyone is horny for Gardevoir's body.
Once a little Ralts senses those filthy, impure lusts, the poor kid is obviously going to get completely creeped out. She'll practically scream "No horny!" before teleporting the hell away in sheer terror.
Therefore, it's virtually impossible for a Trainer with impure, perverted thoughts to ever gain a Ralts's approval.
That's why there's a saying on the internet: It is never the Trainer who chooses the Ralts; it's always the Ralts who chooses the Trainer.
Lorze didn't consider himself a massive degenerate pervert, but he definitely wasn't a saintly virgin either. So, pining for a Ralts was a completely lost cause.
Honestly, if a Ralts actually ended up choosing him, he'd seriously have to question if it was a fucking trap.
Cough, cough.
Anyway, neither Ralts nor a Starter was an option for Lorze. With his wallet, unless he sacrificed his lifespan in a dark ritual to get chosen by a blind Ralts, he needed to be realistic and look into Grass-type or Bug-type Pokémon.
Pokémon of these two types are mostly cheap and easy to raise.
If you completely go broke, you can literally just tell a Grass-type to go photosynthesize outside and it'll survive for a long-ass ti.
As a result, Lorze's options were incredibly narrow. He was currently considering two choices. One was Weedle. Bug-types are super easy to feed, and they have very short growth cycles. So can fully evolve through all three stages within a single year.
The reason Lorze considered Weedle wasn't because he had a fetish for Beedrill. It was primarily because he knew Beedrill had a ga Evolution up its sleeve.
Once he triggered that ga Evolution, wouldn't he instantly beco an overpowered badass?
A man's gotta have dreams!
The catch was, ga Evolution hadn't even been discovered in this world yet. There were still massive gaps in Pokémon research. Even if he got a Beedrill, there was no guarantee he'd ever find a Beedrillite ga Stone.
Because of that, Lorze's eyes were mostly set on another option: the Grass-type, Shroomish.
In the gas, Shroomish's evolution, Breloom, has a base Attack stat of 130, which literally rivals or beats so Pseudo-Legendary Pokémon.
On top of that, there are tons of dirty, completely busted tactical setups you can build around Breloom. It's an insanely cost-effective trump card for any regular guy.
Of course, reality isn't a fucking video ga. You can't just rely solely on ga stats, and he was very aware of that.
But undeniably, in most cases, ga stats still reflected reality to a certain extent.
Otherwise, why would Starters and Pseudo-Legendaries be just as wildly popular in reality as they are in the gas?
It's obviously because their base stats are genuinely badass!
Therefore, a Breloom with 130 base Attack definitely had massive potential. Should he just lock it in?
Or should he keep fantasizing about the ga Beedrill wet dream?
Or maybe... just indulge in the idiotic fantasy of a Ralts teleporting directly into his arms? (ˉ﹃ˉ)
Cough, cough. Alright, alright, he needed to go look in a mirror to wake himself up...
Look in a mirror, my ass!
Is it a fucking cri to dream?!
It's not like he transmigrated here just to end up as a pathetic Bug Catcher NPC, right?
And what, pray that a Caterpie magically evolves into a fucking Rayquaza?
He might as well pray for a destined, romantic encounter with a Ralts!
Ralts! My precious Ralts!
I don't give a shit about any Breloom or Beedrill, I only want you!!!
"Ralt?"
Just as the words left his mouth, Lorze suddenly felt a weight in his arms. A tiny, adorable white figure had inexplicably crashed straight into his embrace.
Lorze: ???
What the fuck?
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