This is simply a flight of fancy that has no validity or likelihood of being finished. I will not take credit for the pokemon themselves, but I will take credit for character development and story development as horrid as it may turn out to be. I am going to leave this paragraph us a simply a sampler to the idea and see what feedback I can receive in a week or two. After that, I will put up the next chapter and so forth. I reiterate that this does not come with a guarantee for finality as this is simply flight of fancy much like all my tries at writing.
Well, I am sure that you are aware of most of what I am about to tell you. I am actually very surprised that I have to do it, but if you wish it, I will tell you. My life has been filled with a lot of pain especially early in my life, but I lived through it. However, that pain eventually changed me, but I doubt that the pain could have been any less important in my own development and in the prophecy in which I had been forcefully placed. Looking back, it is almost childish and ironic that such small differences meant so much for me. It was just a game of chance, and I just happened to be given a bad set of cards. All this culminated a lot into the adventure that followed. However, I am happy to know that I was able to escape it before it actually got as brutal as I expect it to be. I will not easily forget the pokemon that I have met nor the pokemon that tried to kill me, but I am starting to ramble. Let's just get on with my story. And like every story, I must start at the beginning.
I know it is not that great of a summary, but I need to start somewhere as a sort of thesis for the work. Tell me if I can actually do anything to make the plot improve in anyway with some element that could possible add some greatness to it.