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In the training grounds of the Pokémon Center, the early morning sun cast a warm glow, highlighting the dedicated training of my Charmander.
Charmander, with determined eyes, focused on harnessing the power within him. I could feel the heat of his tail increasing.
I shouted out, "Start it, Charmander. The first step is Ember. Then increase the power."
POP
POP
POP
As the embers intensified, a transformation unfolded,
WHOOSH
WHOOSH
Looking at the Flamethrower that burst forth, I clapped in praise at the result of Charmander's hard work, commitment, and my new breeding plan for him,
The scans from Rotomdex confirmed the efficacy of absorbing energy from the Firestone, a key element in this training regime.
To complement this power, a meticulous three-month diet plan was devised. The components were carefully selected, centring around the claws, fangs, and ashes spewed by the Charizard line.
While the majority of these ingredients could be found within the caves surrounding Charizard, it was the acquisition of the Firestone that proved to be a significant cost.
The decision to purchase the Firestone required a substantial financial commitment, and in this case, it had absorbed all the savings from the videos of the last two gym battles.
It is a reminder to me of the economic challenges faced by a trainer. I am no exception, even with my income generated from gym battle Videos. Of course, it is a compulsory need but the training without pouring money is time-consuming and will take years to show results.
The data proved that the investment was deemed worthwhile, considering the immense potential unlocked by Firestone.
[AI Report]
Scans: Rotomdex
Subject: Charmander Progress
Observations:
Muscle Growth: Significant muscle growth has been detected in Charmander's limbs and tail, indicative of the ongoing growth process.Temperature Surge: The scans reveal a noticeable rise in Charmander's body temperature, coinciding with the development of its Flamethrower ability. The controlled emission of flames during training sessions has contributed to the elevation in body temperature. This adaptation aligns with the evolutionary traits of the Charizard line, known for its fiery capabilities.Energy Absorption from Firestone: Firestone's impact on Charmander's evolution is evident in the absorption of energy detected during the training sessions. The stone's influence seems to catalyze the internal changes necessary for the evolution into a more powerful form. Though the Charmander doesn't require firestone for evolution, the stone still rapidly developed its strength.Dietary Adaptation: The prescribed diet, including claws, fangs, and ashes from the Charizard line, has contributed to the evolution process. These specific dietary components provide essential nutrients that aid in the development of traits associated with the Charizard species.
Conclusion:
Charmander's evolutionary journey exhibits promising advancements, with clear indications of increased muscle mass, elevated body temperature, and successful energy absorption from the Firestone. Continued monitoring is recommended to capture further nuances in Charmander's Progress.
Warning: The post-Firestone diet needs detailed observations to note further changes and the feasibility of the Firestone diet in the future. As the efficiency of the firestone is progressively decreasing.
[End of AI Report]
Reflecting on the financial dynamics, it became evident that just two gym battle videos had facilitated the purchase of the Firestone.
This realization provided a glimpse into the wealth accumulated by gyms, where multiple battles occurred daily for nine months of the year. The personal battles of gym leaders, rumoured to be immensely profitable, added another way to their financial success.
I could only say, "Fucking rich."
--------Lavender town, Tower--------
Entering the Tower of Lavender Town after our daily morning training felt like stepping into the heart of Kanto's history. The air was thick with a mix of reverence and lingering spirits.
As I walked through the Tower, ghost Pokémon played their typical pranks giving me a blend of annoyance and a touch of fear to my breakfast.
No matter the world, good food is good food.
Especially the Magikarp subway is one of the best. Yes, the meat used as an ingredient is magikarp meat. But, not really.
To better explain this, I will say that Silph Corp is incredible. They have more or less managed to make artificial berry trees that can give fruits that taste like meat. Essentially, removing the need for killing Pokemon for humans and carnivore Pokemon like Arbok.
Another reason why the peace is established in central Kanto. The survival cycle of hunting each other has been completely controlled by the combined efforts of Pokemon-Human.
Hopefully, this reform will reach Bharatsa fast. Because the wild there is dangerous even for Pokemon trainers.
"HUKAUAN"
FART
"HHEHEE"
Despite the ghost Pokemon's eerie antics, I pressed on, reaching the room where my old Primeape rested.
To an unsuspecting observer, Primeape appeared to be turning grey, a death sign for those unfamiliar with the effects of its powerful Rage Fist move.
After all, It was a phenomenon unique to the Primeape species.
Currently, his Rage fist usage progressed well. From a mere tenfold usage to a consistent rate of fifteen usages, occasionally spiking to eighteen times Rage fist.
"Old friend," I addressed Primeape, "your progress is nothing short of extraordinary. Your dedication to mastering Rage Fist is finally bearing fruit. But it is the last stretch that is most difficult."
Primeape responded with a determined look.
[Rage fist: For each attack on the user, the rage generated will increase the power of the attack. The more rage the better.]
The goal of achieving a twentyfold Rage Fist seemed to be within reach, yet the process was anything but straightforward. The mechanics of Rage Fist were simple to say but difficult to follow – it absorbed the energy of attacks directed at Primeape, storing it as ghost energy.
However, there was a crucial limitation: the capacity of Primeape's Fighting type body to contain this accumulating energy.
The prospect of Annihilape, his evolved form, spurred him forward in our training.
BANG
BANG
Primeape took the shadow balls from the Haunter's head on, I can see the ghost energy being absorbed by him.
FART FART
Looking at the helpful farts from temporary aide Haunter, I saw the results.
ROOOARRRRR
Primeape roared out with his veins bulging in anger, I could feel his rage driving his ghost energy.
[Ghost energy: One of the numerous types of Pokemon, mainly driven by emotions contrary to psychic energy which is driven by the mind.]
I immediately commanded him, "RAGE FIST."
ROAARR
Primeape body spewed ghost energy like a fountain, his arms bulged against the manacles on him. Primeape jumped on the Haunter, making it get shit scared.
Lucky for haunter, Primape is an old veteran and he can control his rage. I saw the raging fist just passing an inch from Haunter and landing beside it.
BOOOOOM
Looking at the pit, I saw Primeape shouting again and again. Knowing his meaning, I shouted towards Haunter, "Well, continue with the task, if you want the treat for you. If you do well, I will give the treats for your wife and mistresses also."
The horndog slut of Lavender Town roared, "HAUNTERRR."
I watched as he sent more shadow balls in renewed vigour. In this case, the vigour came from his lustful future. Trust me, this guy is a pervert that scarred my mind enough to reject training a Gengar permanently.
I could only remember the scene when I first saw him- Him, Moans, Dozens of spectators, painful moans and farts, moanful farts.
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BOOOM
BANG
BOOOM
BANG
Each battle in the last few days brought us closer to the twentyfold Rage Fist, a feat that from my knowledge promised a revolution.
The delicate balance between storing enough ghost energy and not overwhelming Primeape's body required immense planning and precise execution in battles.
Ghost Pokémon, drawn to the Ghostly Tower, added a convenient sparring partner for the old guy. I found that if the attacks are ghost-type, then the Rage fist seemed to be stronger and easier for him to use.
So, after bribes and threats, the ghost Pokemon are happy to help us.
I activated the video feature of Rotomdex to observe Primeape's execution of Rage Fist. The recording commenced with Primeape tensing its muscles, preparing for the impending attack.
As the first punch was thrown, I keenly observed the deficiencies in the dispersal of ghost energy, which lingered around Primeape rather than being efficiently absorbed.
Noting this shortfall, Primeape met my gaze with a serious nod, acknowledging the need for improvement.
To address the issue, Primeape took charge, directing the ghost Pokémon allies that had taken residence in the tower. Well, the ghost Pokemon, heeded the directive like a pro seeing the Electabuzz and Vigoroth grinning for a fight.
The next video showcased a synchronized effort, with ghost Pokémon launching precise attacks on Primeape. Each strike aimed to optimize the dispersal of ghost energy, correcting the inefficiencies observed earlier.
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Under the attack from the shadow ball of Gastly, The first Rage fist was used by Primeape.
With the 3rd rage fist, Primeape is already exhausted.
With the 5th rage fist, I could already see that it was unable to bear the attacks.
PPRRIMMEAPPEEEE
Looking at him, I could see his bloodshot eyes. I could only sigh and continue.
With the 8th Rage fist, the muscles started tearing on themself.
With the 15th Rage fist, The colour of Primeape is completely red with a loss of fur.
With the 16th Rage fist, I am sure he can no longer go back, his liver and kidney failed.
With the 17th Rage fist, He almost collapsed but still did it. As if it is a last spurt.
With the 18th Rage fist, he punched himself to stay conscious.
With the 19th Rage fist, his eyes blew up from the pressure, his ear drum burst, His big nose was dead and he couldn't move.
"You can do it, Primeape."
KLEVOR
EVEEE
VIGOROTH
ELECTABUZZZ
KAKKKUNAAA
I jolted him with his determination, saying the same words I said to him back then, "Do it even more desperately, killing every inch of yourself. Use Rage Fist until the point of dying.
" So, my old friend, die."
CLANG CLANG
BOOOM
ROOOAR
With a resounding shout, the manacles of Primeape shattered as he took another hit and used the 20th rage fist.
BOOM
The final punch drenched the place in purplish host energy. The sheer thickness made my body feel tired and gave me a familiar feeling. The stench of death.
The mist slowly lifted to reveal my Primeape. He died with not a single sign of life.
"Dear Arceus, please make sure my Pokemon never rests in peace."
WHRROOOM
Then the Ghost energy from the last rage fist climbed onto his body, eating away at his body, like a glob of mass. Pulsing each second.
DUM
DUM
DUM
DUM
Until the lights of evolution started.
WHRROOOM
I had a surge of relief as Rotomdex got ready to scan the process.
The lights everted to reveal a simian Pokémon with a round body that is situated on two thick, black legs. It is covered in shaggy grey fur that streams upward and seems to evaporate. -Annihilape.
Its shaggy ear fur usually hangs down but tends to stream upwards while Annihilape is in battle.
Unlike Primeape and Mankey, Annihilape's skin is a dark grey. The metal shackle on its left arm is broken while it appears to have no shackle at all on the right arm. It is also able to greatly increase the size of its unshackled arm. Annihilape has three-fingered hands and two-toed feet. There are multiple throbbing veins on the left side of its face. Its eyes are red as if the creature were in an extreme rage.
[AI note: Annihilape evolved from Primeape when the rage in its soul became too much for its physical form to contain; The rage becomes the catalyst for the conversion of Ghost energy. As a result, it gained increased power and Lifespan as a result of its spirit no longer being limited by the flesh. The rage that was bubbling inside fills its punches with force that frightens its targets to their core.]