~Time Skip~
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It's been five years since I was reborn.
Yeah—reborn, not transmigrated or reincarnated through some magic circle. I was literally inside Delia's womb, and believe me, that was not a pleasant experience. Especially the part where the doctor smacked me on the butt right after birth.
Sure, I know why they do it—to make babies cry, clear their lungs, and, well, make sure they're actually alive. But still… that was not the grand start to my second life I'd imagined.
Anyway, five years have passed, and I've learned quite a lot about this world.
First—forget everything you saw in the anime. Here, trainers don't get their first Pokemon at ten. They get it at fourteen, and then they attend Pokemon School for a year. So, technically, the real journey starts at fifteen.
Second—Pokemon here can learn more than four moves. Not just theoretically—they actually use them in battle. Yeah, the games lied to us. And don't ask me about the manga—I never read those.
But the best thing? My system started when I was just a year old.
The worst thing? It's useless.
So far, all it's given me are Luxury Pokeballs and 100 Pokedollars, once a year. That's it. No cheats, no overpowered skills, no special missions. Just glorified collectibles. Fuck it
Well, at least it's good that there's no voice constantly echoing in my head telling me what to do. If there was, I'd have said, "fuck you sideways with an octopus dick, bitch."
As of now, I have 4 Luxury Balls and 400 Pokedollars. Tomorrow's my fifth birthday, so maybe—just maybe—something will finally change.
If not… I'm blaming Loki.
Yeah, that smug, self-proclaimed god definitely rigged it. Well, not self-proclaimed, I guess. He is a god according to all the stories and everything that's being told about him. But you get what I mean, right. Right?
As for my items, they're stored in the System Space. Sure, I could technically sell a Luxury Ball for around 10,000 Pokedollars, but there's a catch—they're unregistered.
That means if I catch a Pokemon using one, the League won't recognize it. Which, in simpler terms, makes it an illegal capture.
Now, sure, I could sell them under the table, but that would attract shady people who do shady things… and shady people bring more shady people. Too much shady.
At least the system doesn't talk. I'd rather die again than have some voice in my head saying, "Ding! Daily Quest: Brush your teeth or lose 10 HP!"
"Ash, are you still awake?" came Delia's voice from downstairs.
Guess that's my cue. Tomorrow's a big day—and the first thing I'll do is check my login reward.
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~The Next Day~
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I opened my eyes, rubbed them, and stumbled to the bathroom to handle the most important task ever to exist since the existence of humankind.
No, not saving the world—peeing.
After emptying my tanker, I washed my hands, splashed cold water on my face, and stared at my reflection. I looked like a kid. Sure, I am a kid, but for fuck's sake—I used to be a grown-ass man.
Well, anyways, five years old today. Funny thing—I never remembered my birthday in my past life, but here, I never forget. Probably because it's tied to the system login.
I sat cross-legged on my bed and summoned the familiar blue interface. One tap on [Log-In], and the notifications appeared in front of me—except this time, something... or should I say, some new things popped up.
[Log-In Successful]
[Congratulations! You Got 1 Luxury Pokeball]
[Congratulations! You Got 100 Pokedollars]
[Congratulations! You Got 1 Shiny Charm]
[Congratulations! You Got 1 Free Spin Of The Wheel Of Fortune]
[Notice: Luxury Pokeball, Pokedollars and Shiny Charm Have Been Sent To System Inventory]
[Notice: Shiny Charm's Effect Will Remain Active Even Inside System Inventory]
[Notice: The Free Spin Will Expire In 24 Hours]
A Shiny Charm, huh? That's new. I think I know that it increases encounter rates with shiny Pokemon, maybe. But the "Wheel of Fortune"? That's new.
Curious, I closed the pop-ups and checked my main menu. Beside [Inventory], there was now a new tab:
[Inventory] [Wheel of Fortune]
I clicked it, and a new interface appeared with three options lined up:
[Wheel of Fortune – Pokeballs]
[Wheel of Fortune – Pokedollars]
[Wheel of Fortune – Pokemon]
The Pokeball Wheel had every kind imaginable—from regular Pokeballs to bundles of five Master Balls. The Pokedollar Wheel ranged from 10 all the way to 1,000,000,000 Pokedollars. Yeah, nine zeroes. I almost drooled.
And then came the Pokemon Wheel.
It was… different. There were no species listed—just a glowing collection of Pokemon Eggs, each radiating with faint, colorful light. The system didn't say what was inside them. Total mystery box.
So basically, I could spin for money and maybe get rich, or I could gamble everything for a Pokemon Egg that could hatch into anything—from a Magikarp to a Mewtwo. If it even goes that far. I mean, I don't know what kind of Pokemon are even in this thing.
Guess which one I picked.
I tapped the [Wheel of Fortune – Pokemon] tab, took a deep breath, and pressed [Spin].
The wheel started turning—fast. Blinding streaks of light blurred across the screen, the eggs visible only as random colours due to the high speed. My heart pounded due to first time excitement and in hope that atleast I get something good enough as the wheel slowed, slowed… and then stopped.
The moment it did, a bright light flashed across the system interface.
When the glow faded, I looked at the notification and froze for a second—then grinned like a madman. I didn't dare laugh, though. If I did, my mom would probably think I'd been possessed by a ghost.
Yeah, superstition exists here too.
No matter the world, religion, beliefs, and superstition always exist. Maybe they're what make humans feel grounded—connected to what makes our identity special as a community in this vast world. A group of people that might not even know each other, but belong together
Anyway, back to the point. I didn't know what to expect, but what I got made every boring login worth it.
And then, as if to make sure my day couldn't get any better, the system displayed another line of text that made me practically jump off the bed. Even though I am....was a grown-ass man