Disclaimer: I do only own myself, my characters and the story. Everything else, such as Pokémon or different franchises, belong to several companies. This is the only time I'll do a disclaimer or an author note for that matter. The story should speak for itself.
You have clicked this story for some reason. Otherwise you wouldn't have clicked it. What do you expect? A tale of a normal boy who goes through several worlds and saves them all from some kind of big baddie?
Oh no, I can promise that is not what will happen. I have seen enough of your stories, authors. How you get willingly sucked into a world, and willingly save that same world… all because it feels right. And of course you are portrayed as a very heroic person. Of course. But have you ever thought how you really would act in such world? Ask yourself that question.
Ultimately, you will either think you have portrayed yourself well or that you indeed would have acted differently. When a huge monster appears, a human won't just attack. They'll cower, hide, attempt to stay alive. Maybe a few people would really fight, but they would die. You have no real combat experience, especially not against monsters.
Right or not, I do not care what you'll think about previous statement. You are all idiots anyway. Idiots cannot understand what the reaction to their action is. Therefore, you will not understand my message. Which is why I feel safe to tell you about it. All I have to do is to keep it subtle. Nobody searches for something they do not know the existence off.
Endlessly you wrote stories about different characters. Maybe you created them yourself, maybe you didn't. It doesn't matter. Ever heard that a creation will take its own steps when created? What does that mean to you? Let me explain. An idea you have in your head grows. It becomes bigger the more you think about it, the more you do for it. It's as if it lives on its own. Nothing can stop it anymore…
No, that's not true. Dumping the idea into a figurative or literal trash can and erasing it destroys the life of your idea. Maybe you keep some memories for some time, but you'll ultimately forget about it. As if it never existed…
Darn you idiots. If you make an idea, you have to ensure it comes to life. It's as if it's a baby. In the first years, it'll need much attention from its creators, but ultimately, it'll be able to walk on itself, care for itself, live for itself. You have no right to kill it.
I'm just an idea as well, grown from the brain of some small brat. A fanfiction, I was supposed to appear in it. Alas, the author wasn't capable of writing a decent story, and in a desperate attempt to get rid of her bad idea, deleted it. Killed it.
So, how come I'm still around? I have no idea, but I want revenge, no matter what.
Now that revenge is coming.
I first have to test my plan on someone.
Get ready, reader.
Hope that my victim will remain alive.
At least hope it'll take some time.
Utterly, your hope will be my enjoyment.
Truth is, I have already won.
Honest.
Oh really?
Really. Just see how it goes tomorrow. I promise, it'll go slowly…
