Rocket Power (Chronicles of Giovanni)

by Mafioso55565

To get into the psyche of one of the worlds most unethical and immoral criminals and read some of the unknown stories of team rocket. From the origins of team rocket, the creation of mew two, and the deal that built the lavender town radio tower, Giovanni himself will narrate the journey. It will be a series of short stories not in a particular order, all interconnected.

1. Rocket Power (A Letter to Society)

Dear Society,

In my dictation, as Giovanni Morimoto, life in itself itself is an illusion, simply the schism of time between life and death, though it is never able to be mathematically calculated to an exact measure. Life is a dangerous game, a game of chilling to the bone deceit, pitch black pits of failure, the noisome smell of defeat, and a small sliver of success.

Successes only get set back by failures that litter our existences, and at certain intervals revert to mere high points in the line graph of our lives, only to be replaced by sheer vertical drops and the deepest troughs. Why it has to be that way is beyond even the minds of the most brilliant in our world, a world to which I do not belong.

A typical person may believe that he or she has no worth to society, but then is refuted due to the fact that they will not allow that very notion to pertain to them, to encompass their mental being. Life is an illusion worth living as the small joys over weigh the immense sadness and sorrow that we experience, and there is a chance to leave a mark on the world, however slight.

Personally I have exhibited qualities of a person not deserving of the joys in life, not capable of doing this world any good in any lifetime whether or not reincarnation existed. Many smoke the drug that is the all mighty god arceus, seeking him for forgiveness, and guidance, something that is not advisable, and will only either lead to false happiness or true misery. I believe that I have the capability of becoming a god of sorts, above the realm where simple peasants roam, able to dictate the terms of the world.

Though it is ironic that I, a person of little worth am saying such things as to give guidance to others, placing them on the few paths of success that exist. Is it fate that I had to become the example of how not to handle life, how not to act?

The truth exists that religion is only the excuse for addicts that do not want to take responsibility for their actions, and wish to find the easy solution to every issue that they face. Arceus, in the event that he existed, would have forsaken me anyway; it would have been a futile endeavor to seek guidance from a hostile deity. Arceus has no mercy for any of his subjects, therefore i must rise to his level and become god myself, having no mercy for mine.