Kanto Arc - What Am I Here For?

by Story Time With MercyBot

I've always loved books and games. From the backgrounds of their characters to the story they follow, it always drew me in like a moth to a flame. Then came that fated day, but I can't tell you here. It would probably be best if you instead pick up this book and find out for yourself what exactly I mean... (Warning, there will be cursing, though I try to keep it to a minimum.)

1. Prologue

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Usually, my days are pretty boring. Wake up, feed the animals, use the bathroom, get on xbox and talk to my friends; it became routine after a while. Don't get me wrong, I love talking to my friends every day, but some days I yearned for adventure, to loose myself in the moment. Usually, that's what a good book is for, but I've been wanting more than my books and games as of late.

I love the fantastic adventures and amazing melodies games and books spin. They make your imagination run and dance, they cause your mind to spin their own dreams and tales, but even more, they make you yearn to write your own story, to go out and explore. I'm not the most energetic person, but I'd love to go out and run and laugh and enjoy what are behind the doors of possibility opened by the stories written by the weavers of tales.

We all yearn for much more than our simple daily lives deep down, so why not take a chance. Explore a little, and maybe a new adventure will be read to us. That's what I wanted, and who would have thought I'd find one of those mysterious doors in my own back yard. Who'd have thought I'd begin to weave my own tale in the stars and beyond... Why don't I show you what happened, after I fell into a black void. After I was dropped into a colorful new world.

We go back to when I was more curious than ever, back to what seems like a few months ago but was in fact many years ago.

I was young, curious, and wide eyed; I thought anything was possible. Before the veil that separated reality and fantasy became tangible. Far back when anything that happened in my dreams were possible. Where you could be anything from a rabbit, to the best doctor in the world with a little bit of imagination.

I was about eighteen at the time, my imagination still wild as I drew up picture after picture, dreamt dream after dream, though nothing ever seemed right, that is until I took a tumble and the world exploded into color. That was when I realized my own adventure was just past my front door.

Turn the page my friend. This story is only just beginning...