Chapter 17- The Zoo and the Starter Pokemon
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America was a tapestry of mythical creatures—Bigfoot, the Thunderbird, the Wendigo, and many more. Our primary goal here was to explore these mythical beings and also take in the human wonders of America, one of the most developed nations in the world. However, while the others seemed more interested in the cities, my fascination lay with the mythical side of things.
I couldn't deny that I had my own agenda: to collect at least one or two of each mythical creature, both male and female, and keep them in a separate dimension. Of course, it wouldn't be some blank, empty void—it would be a world filled with diverse landscapes, each as stunning as possible, capable of hosting all sorts of creatures without issue, from mountains to forests along with deserts and seas, it could even be considered a beautiful paradise.
Honestly, it almost felt like playing god and managing my own world. But, to be fair, this was animal conservation, wasn't it? Mythical creatures were animals to, and they were incredibly rare and sometimes hunted to extinction. Many had already disappeared over the course of history. By doing this, I'd ensure their survival. To support the ecosystem, I'd also add plenty of normal animals for the mythical creatures' sustenance.
I did have some plans for experiments, though. Nothing harmful—I'd only take regular samples to study their traits, maybe even dabble in cloning. Imagine combining the best traits of different creatures to create something even better. Perfect beings. I could use that knowledge to create potions for enhancing the bodies of my loyal non peerage servants, I plan to keep some of those, they would be necessary, as I don't want to just fill up my peerage, so my requirement s for peerage members was very high. And yes, the cloned creatures themselves could become a fearsome force if necessary. But the originals? They'd remain safe, untouched, and thriving in their sanctuary.
"Would there really be a Thunderbird here? And is it made of thunder, or does it just have thunder powers?" Rias asked curiously as we made our way through the Rocky Mountains.
We were here to track down two mythical creatures: the Thunderbird and Bigfoot, both lived in the mountains, and the Rockies hosted quite a few of them. For most humans, seeing even one of them would be a once-in-a-lifetime event. For us devils? It took just about an hour. Soon enough, a Thunderbird revealed itself.
It circled above, surrounded by lightning and storm clouds, its sharp cry echoing through the mountains. Spotting us too close to its nest, it rushed down, clearly furious.
Grayfia stepped forward, ready to engage, but I stopped her. "Wait! Let me handle this," I said, teleporting ahead of the Thunderbird.
The sudden appearance startled it momentarily, but it quickly recovered and unleashed a bolt of thunder at me. I gathered a small amount of energy at my fingertip, a playful grin forming on my face. "Stream Impact!" I shouted, releasing the energy in a streak of light.
The Thunderbird quickly stopped it's attack and raised a storm barrier, attempting to block the attack. But just before impact, the energy vanished—only to reappear behind the bird's head through a small portal. The attack struck with precision, knocking the Thunderbird out cold.
"Well, that was easy," I said, sending the Thunderbird to the creature preservation dimension—let's just call it the Mythical Zoo Dimension—and teleporting back to the group.
It all happened so quickly that everyone was stunned. "Brother! Are you okay? Where's the Thunderbird?" Seekvaira asked, her concern evident.
"I'm fine. The Thunderbird wasn't much stronger than a high-level devil. It's safe, though, in a different dimension," I explained. "I found an empty dimension some time ago and plan to collect mythical creatures there. Wait, I'll show you the Thunderbird—it's unconscious, so we can take a good look."
I left out the fact that I had created the dimension myself. At my current strength—still at the ultimate level—such a feat would seem improbable. Letting others believe I had stumbled upon the dimension was simpler.
"A separate dimension? That's rare. Is it a blank one? You can't keep mythical creatures in those," Grayfia asked, her tone serious. As the strongest among us (aside from me), she had a solid understanding of how uncommon habitable dimensions were.
"No, it's not blank. It was uninhabited but filled with breathtaking landscapes. It's almost like a beautiful resort, perfect for creating a sanctuary for mythical creatures. The Thunderbird is my first addition. I plan to add many more, including a female Thunderbird. I'll need both genders so they can reproduce in the dimension," I explained.
Grayfia looked surprised. Habitable dimensions like this were rare treasures, valuable enough to start wars between factions. Even realms like the Underworld, Heaven, Asgard, and other divine domains were essentially habitable dimensions, emphasizing just how precious mine was.
I opened a portal, and the Thunderbird fell gently to the ground. It was breathtaking: white feathers with streaks of blue lightning running through them. Even unconscious, it pulsed faintly with arcs of electricity, exuding majesty.
"Wow, it's so beautiful!" the girls exclaimed, rushing forward to get a closer look. Even Grayfia seemed captivated, though she tried to maintain her composure. Agatha, ever the curious mage, focused on analyzing the Thunderbird's abilities instead of admiring its appearance.
Meanwhile, Goliath and I were left behind, watching the scene unfold.
"Hah, I get why Dad wanted you to come along with us, Goliath," I said, sighing.
He just laughed at my joke.
For now, let them have their moment, while I think about what to do next, there were many more mythical creatures left, after all, Gotta catch em' all.
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