In the world which I, Satoshi am about to enter, I will embark on a grand adventure, with myself as the hero. I will speak to people and check things wherever I go, be it towns, roads, or caves, trying to gathering information and hints from every source I may find. With work, new paths will open up to me by helping people in need. I will overcome challenges and solve mysteries.
At times, I may be challenged by others and attacked by wild creatures. However, I must persevere, be brave and continue pushing onwards.
Through my adventures, I hope to meet and interact with all sorts of people and achieve personal growth. That is my biggest objective.
Read on, and let my adventures begin!
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An old man comes out of the shadows, donning a lab coat, purple shirt and brown pants. His hair is grey, yet his eyes sparkle more than a million stars, enchanted with the glow and excitement comparable to a youthful boy.
"Hello, there! Glad to meet you! Welcome to the world of Pokemon! My name is Samuel Oak. People affectionately refer to me as the Pokemon Professor," begins the man.
He pauses and ruffles his lab coat a bit, and continues,"This world...is inhabited far and wide by creatures called Pokemon."
The professor pulls out a PokeBall, and releases a spotted blue Nidoran, buck teeth glimmering in the light, to emphasize his point. "For some people, Pokemon are pets. Others use them for battling. As for myself, I study Pokemon as a profession," he states. Afterwards, the Pokemon returns to the PokeBall.
"But first, tell me a little about yourself..."
"My name is Satoshi, professor..." I solemnly reply. A trying look is expressed upon his features, as he attempts to imprint my persona into his brain. After a moment, he smiles and points to a picture frame on the wall. It shows him with a boy around my age.
"That is my grandson. He's been your rival since you both were babies," explains Professor Oak. The boy is sporting spiky brown hair, a black golf shirt with the collar flipped, blue jeans, and an arrogant and cocky smirk plastered across his face. The professor scratches his head, dumbfounded.
"Erm, what was his name again?" asks the senile male. I nearly fall on my head at the idiocy of this question. The professor mumbles...
"...Er, was his name Shigeru?" I nod my head. The puzzled contortion on the Professor's face disappates, and he smiles.
"That's right! I remember now! His name is Shigeru!" Professor Oak turns back to me, a serious look on his face, with the same boyish glint in his eye.
The professor exclaims, "Satoshi! Your very own POKEMON legend is about to unfold! A world of dreams and adventure with Pokemon awaits! Let's go!" Then the light begins to fade, and I find myself falling into the darkness...