Innocencia at Maturite (Innocence and Maturity)

Summary: This is a Tie-in prequel story with The Fantasy of Reality through the eyes of Remy Anima. After fleeing from his homeland, he began dreaming a mysterious cry from the echoes of his mind. Until, upon meeting the pokemon to their world, it rekindled his shattered soul back to life.

Chapter 6: Letters and Greetings

Timeline: 1 day before meeting Lucy. Day 7 at 10 am.

This day made me very groggy. What was my morning surprise? Hearing my sister's giggling at my yawning voice. But what woke me up was her tail brushing off my face. I took a scent of her and she actually smells nice … just before I wafted a bit of her fur that made me sneeze out and jump me out of bed. Sadly, she hit the floor when that happened.

"Ccino…" that sorry from her was cute to hear. But the moment I saw her, she was pink fur color. Normally, I would freak myself out. But knowing her for the past days, she's not the kind of pokemon that will just lie to me. Earn their trust, and then they will have faith with you, just as you ask for their trust. She was holding a heavy blush that I find it hard to resist.

"It's okay. Don't be sad. I'm fine ya see." If she is happy, I'm also happy. Just before we head down for breakfast, I rubbed her head with my forehead just to have a bit of fun with each other. "You may be pink. But you're still you." Even if I gave her assurance, she did not smile proudly like before. She's kind of like me as of today.

Just as we arrived at the kitchen, a letter was lying over there? "Did I left this here? Or was it …" opening it, I began reading its content along with Cinna Mint riding on my let shoulder.

…

Dear Remy Anima.

Perhaps you should take your time to understand how your new 'sister' came to your world, which is a must. A few days ago, I granted one teenage girl's wish who also wished the same thing you may have wished a couple years ago. Who knew that her wish would be similar to yours? You ought to be thankful should you manage to find her. But here at my letter, you will play an important role on overcoming your past, your fear of human trust, and striving for your sense of identity. You will have more than just friends that are both pokemon and human beings. This wish gave you the key to build yourself a new family. A new title for you and your future generation to carry on. Leave your previous family tree. You are the start of the 'Anima' family. You truly set yourself apart from the wisdom of society. You knew that running away from your motherland would be a misdeed to their culture if you had no other choice. When you left Philippines, you knew you have to break ties. You stood up against it to build not just your own character, but also your own beliefs and realities … which most of the Filipinos you have met never do to themselves for such a young age. I'm sure you might find it easy to be with humans yet you've got to face your fear of humanity. Do not fear. Your pokemon can lead you to the life you have been waiting for years. Trust your sister and your convictions. Your wife may be praying for your safety as of now.

-The mysterious voice

P.S. Tomorrow, you must find a girl with a pichu and a boy with a houndour. They should be named volt and demon. Tomorrow, you may want to build a memorial for your wife. Sachi will be coming for you.

…

What could this be mean? The two pokemon with names? The only thing I found interesting would be building a memorial for Sachi. "Sweetheart? Did you leave this … for me? Sachi … just … where are you?"

"Minnn …" scratching her little ear, we did the usual preparations for the day.

But this time, I wanted to go to the closest beach of New Zealand. "Nah. It's too far. Maybe I could find a store that sells rocks and stones. Not so pretty though. Just very affordable." Looking at my sister while she nibbled her food, I asked her, "Cinna Mint. Do you want to help me clean and polish some rocks?"

"Min!"

"Well then … let's get shopping." Finishing our last bite of the last remaining fruit salad, we gave ourselves a bath before we left the house.

Riding my bike once again, which I may agree that it made me physically fit, we went to town and found ourselves a "not so camera secured" store. With its diversity available, we picked a few of them and paid about One hundred ten Australian dollars. But what made our trip to town special could come from the fact that a festival will open up with "open arms" tomorrow. Street banners re hanged, musicians and marching bands prepping up their beat up drums and trumpets, you name them all.

Throughout my stay in New Zealand, what stood out the most would be rolling in action by tomorrow.

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Timeline: On the meeting day. Day 8 at 10 am.

It was that very day. The day where I have to find the two pokemon with the names "Volt" and "Demon" alongside their human companions. I find it INSANE! Was it asking me to find two needles in a Zealand Haystack?! That was like "Oh screw finding those two! May as well do my wife's memorial first.".

Straying away from the festival, I took a climb from the mountain road near my place and began building my memorial for Sachi, the Jirachi that married me years ago. It's not designed so fancy I know. But Minccino helped me on polishing the stones that made them sparkling bright yesterday. That was the time … my confession time.

"Remember the good times Sachi? You were the legendary shiny Jirachi who saved me from my own suicide years ago. Both of us were seeking compassionate love from each other. You knew what it feels like to be alone as I know on what it feels like to have no one to live with. I remember the day when both of us turned from best friends to a romantic couple. Strange I got married to a pokemon like you instead of a human being. Yeah ... its good old times whenever we mated with each with every night. I did not care at all at that time. Humans are too bland compared to you. We may have lost our child, just as I lost you after your sacrifice to save me once more, but you gave me a new name and a new sibling to be with. Don't worry Sachi ... my wife ... I will find you and your human carrier someday. I may be human but I still feel more as a pokemon even now. Even the minccino you gave me, though I named my new sister Cinna Mint, sees it. I truly owe you my life. So thank you for everything sweetheart. I hope there will be a way or somebody who can help me fix my human half."

As I took another breath, that flute like melody plays.

The one sound where I believed fate has truly given me another chance.

"Could they be?"

…

-The End. To be followed in The Fantasy of Reality: Reborn.

Thanks for reading this tie in story. My friend, Fiery, is already working on her Main Series once again. I'll be honest about this though. It is sometimes bizarre to think that humans marry themselves to a Pokemon. But once you come to love the Pokemon Mystery Dungeon Series, it won't feel so weird anymore. I hope you're reading this Fiery, for I grew up in the PMD series before I played Pokemon Sapphire as my first main series game