Ever since I was a child, I always found comfort in the Pokemon world. The stories and adventures captivated my imagination, and I even dreamed of one day becoming a Pokemon Trainer myself. However, fate had different plans for me.As I led an ordinary life, working a monotonous desk job and dreaming of a world beyond the concrete jungle. My only escape video games, where i spent countless hours exploring and battling, creatures i could only imagine encountering in real life.
On a fateful day though, i was lost in thought and crossing the street, fate intervened. A blaring horn pierced the air, and the screeching brakes of a delivery truck were the last sounds I heard before everything went black.As I closed my eyes for the last time, I felt a peculiar sensation, as if I was being transported to another dimension.
When I opened my eyes again, I had no words to describe my feelings, I saw the world through the innocent gaze of a newborn baby. I squirmed in the soft arm, looking around. The swirling colors and vibrant hues captivated me. Moments later, a very familiar Creature approached us. It seemed to have sense my bewilderment.
As I reached out my tiny hand, the Creature gently nudged against me, calming me down. There was an undeniable connection between us. But what amazed me even more was when I unleashed a soothing wave of psychic power, enveloping both myself and the Creature. It was then that I realized I had been reincarnated into the Pokémon world as a baby with psychic abilities.