Hello again everyone! Sorry about the wait, but you may have to get used to it. I've been less motivated to work on this recently, and have another project (not pokemon related but still fanfiction) that's taken up an inordinate amount of time. I'll probably post it soon, but it'll be very unrelated to what I have so far on this site.
Rocker on: I don't really play minecraft anymore. I last played maybe two years ago, around when I first started writing on this site. I had that story in my favorites for over a year, I had already read it. I will be adding more characters eventually, but maybe not entangled in that way.
Shieldliger001: As I've said (I believe), this is very much a character study piece. I like that portrait vs landscape analogy though, I may borrow that. I'm glad you like the mew setup, I really did try and show it being sadistic and uncaring. As for the realism and fantasy balance, I'm glad that I did well with it. I do write for the purpose of escape, but the more realistic a fantasy the easier it is to see oneself in it. I don't find this boring at all, the quasi-philosophy behind my writing is something that I love to explore.
On with the story!
The sun did not rise the next morning, obscured by the clouds. I ended up eating some berries to try and get some energy, but the lack of sun and my lack of sleep meant that my efforts were futile. I resolved to just walk, heading back into the forest. There was one thing I realized that I could do to keep exploring. I estimated that it was a full day's walk, at the very least. I felt this newfound sense of direction, of something that I knew I had to do. It felt good to have a purpose.
I took in the sights as I walked, more than before. I felt more a part of nature than I ever had as a human, I realized, before I quickly pushed the thought from my mind. I had to get home, I didn't want this. Didn't I? I could never admit it, even to myself, but I had grown used to this, and despite all my efforts it had begun to grow on me.
The day passed by uneventfully, which was a first. I had expected to get to my destination by sunset but it seemed like that wasn't going to happen. The sky had remained cloudy the entire day, and with my energy depleted, I had to stop. I laid down under a tree, and sleep took me quickly.
I arose the next morning, rejuvenated by the sun. It was still early in the morning, but I felt like I could run forever, the previous day's melancholy dispersed into the aether. I reached the cliff only ten minutes after I had started to walk. It was just as oppressively steep as I had remembered, an indomitable wall that I stood atop of, and I wanted to descend it. I stood there, staring down to the forest canopy a hundred feet below me. The wind was loud, roaring in my ears as I contemplated my next move.
I identified an outcropping, maybe ten feet below where I stood. A deep breath in, then out, and I stepped off. The sensation of weightlessness as I stepped off was terrifying. I landed on the outcropping, managing to land on my feet. I let my knees bend, absorbing the force of the landing. I moved to the edge, looking for another place to land.
The next place I could see was maybe twenty feet down, a tree growing out of the cliff face. One breath in, one breath out. I channelled energy to my tail, and as I stepped off I caught a green glow behind me. As I fell I slammed my tail back into the rock, cutting through the stone, the resistance slowing my descent to the point where I could safely catch the tree, digging my claws into one of the bigger branches.
As I struggled to get on my feet, I heard the flapping of wings. I looked up to see a pidgey standing on the branch in front of me. "What are you doing up here? Are you crazy!" It said, it's voice high pitched.
"I'm trying to get down, what does it look like I'm doing?" I said.
"So you're crazy then." It said.
I sighed. "Quite possibly, given that less than a week ago I was a human."
The pidgey went positively insane. "Oh my god I've only heard stories about things like this! I'm seeing a once-human in the flesh, I can't wait to tell dad about this!" It flew off, leaving me alone once again. With that distraction gone, I continued to descend, drawing on more and more power to slow my fall each time I dropped further and further towards the forest canopy.
I ended up five feet above the leaves, breathing heavily. The last drop hadn't been easy and I was nearly spent. It was still so early in the day, the sun barely a third of the way up the sky. One last leap, I could do this. I got ready, one more breath in, one last breath out. I leapt, overestimating the distance. I saw the tree as if it were rushing up to meet me, and then everything went black.