The sound of chirping echoed into his ears causing the man to groan and roll over pulling his blanket over his head and trying in a poor attempt to block out the bothersome noise.

"Ugh damned birds" He cursed under his breath in complaint as he snuggled into his bed enjoying its comfort when he realized something, he reached around it to make sure and realized that he was sleeping on a thick mattress. At the same time, it would be expected for most people to be sleeping on a mattress like this but Ben lived in Japan and slept on a futon in an apartment. Realizing this he sat up and looked around confusion setting in on his face. Looking around he realized he wasn't in his apartment anymore, the room had beige walls and a matching hardwood floor under a nearby window, a small desk and chair sat miscellaneous papers and pens/pencils, a storage container sat against the far wall from, the last noticeable feature was a black and white rug on the floor the stripes were forming a zigzag pattern all of it was disturbingly familiar to him.

"What the…" He said out loud before his hands shot to his mouth as a voice that certainly wasn't his own came out, instead of the voice of a 22-year-old what came out sounded like it came from a 10-year-old, he stood up concern was now written across his face, his new hands dancing across his face as he felt it panicking even more as he realized he had changed bodies! And with the earlier observations he made with the room, he found himself in it began to fall together the man wasn't new to this trope as he was a big fan of isekai anime but he had never expected to go through the process himself and into one of his favorite games no less! Excitement bubbled below the surface as he realized what game he was in.

Benjamin was a massive Pokemon fan, and he couldn't believe his eyes. He had been transported into the world of Pokémon, a place he had spent countless hours exploring in video games, watching in the animated series, and dreaming about. He couldn't help but feel a mix of excitement and trepidation.

Specifically, he was in the room around him he was in the latest Pokemon Game Scarlet and/or Violet he wasn't sure which as far as he knew but it was also a possibility it could be a mix of the two versions, which made more sense to him.

"So I have been isekaied and from what I can see I am in the protagonist's room so that makes me the protagonist what was his name? Florian, I believe?" He spoke with a calmness emanating from his voice though he did whisper for fear that Florian's mother would him, or should he say his mother? This was more confusing the more he thought about it. What was Florian's last name? Did he even have one? Ben knew that the Manga versions of the Protagonist's had full names but more often than not the Manga Protag's had completely different names than their Game counterparts.

"Florian it's time for breakfast!" A female's voice called from the bottom floor the sound causing him to jump in fright at the sudden noise.

"I believe that's Florian's or should I say my new mom," He thought to himself he was strangely calm about this but given he was a massive fan of Isekai this situation wasn't new to him, he should be frightened suddenly being in a fantasy world full of magical creatures. He blinked for a second in realization and called back down to "his" mother deciding it wasn't the best time to think about his new life.

"Coming!" He stood up and began to make his way down the staircase looking around denoting each detail of the familiar home memories bubbling up of past playthroughs of the games wondering if this world would follow the events of the games exactly or if would there be divergences.

While he was in thought he didn't realize he had subconsciously walked to the kitchen area of the house and his mother was expectantly waiting for him to sit down and grew concerned.

"Honey is something wrong?" She questioned breaking his train of thought and forcing him to think of an excuse, he couldn't exactly tell her what was wrong.

"Uh sorry Mom I guess I was distracted by what starter I should pick," He said bashfully rubbing the back of his head, this response elicited a chuckle from the older woman.

"Oh dear you had me worried for a second," She said placing over her heart in a dramatic gesture causing him to laugh in response.

"I am sorry Mom I just have been thinking of this for a long time but the starters all have their quirks that I love all of them are cute and powerful in their final evolutions" Whenever the topic of Pokemon came up in a conversation he would always geek out getting into long-winded rants without meaning to because for you see Benjamin was massive Pokemon fan having seen most of the anime, having chosen to skip over most of the Black/White anime after 20 or so episodes, and played most of the games, again skipping the First two generations mainly cause of the buggy nature of the games deciding to play the remakes instead, His first game was Pokemon Black Version so he had no nostalgic memories for the Gens 1-4 games, he shakes his head as he remembered his situation.

"Wow young man I never knew you would take this so seriously" She stated surprised by her son's passion for Pokémon. Ben smiled, relieved that his excuse had worked, and he didn't have to explain his true situation. He was, after all, trying to adapt to this new life as Florian in the Pokémon world.

"Yeah, Mom I just love Pokemon so much I get lost in thought at times," He said bashfully, he always finds it embarrassing to be caught geeking out but that's usually because his friends would tease him about it.

"I know I know you start school today so you should be receiving your first Pokemon in a few hours you should hurry and eat up and take a shower young man before the Director gets here he needs to deliver some papers and he will be giving you the chance to pick a starter before you start" She revealed serving up a simple breakfast of churros.

(I googled "Breakfast foods in Spain" and Churros popped up so apologies from me if that comes off as racist it wasn't intentional).

He sat down and ate the food mind racing as he thought as the idea of picking an actual starter Pokemon made him noticeably excited, he had already decided on the starter he wanted but decided to keep that tidbit secret from "his" mother.

After breakfast, he went to the bathroom and washed up before returning to his bedroom to get dressed in his new uniform a simple white button-up shirt, purple tie, suspenders, purple pants, and gray sunhat.

"Hmm I guess we're following the events of Violet," He said once he saw the color of his pants, He played that game so many times he could recognize the outfit he was presented with as the spring uniform from the games. He shrugged and changed into the outfit honestly the Spring and Winter uniforms were his favorites he wasn't a fan of the shorts look preferring the long pants.

Realizing he likely had a couple of hours of free time he decided to sit down at the desk he saw earlier and draw, it was one of his favorite ways to pass time back in his old body he mostly drew well… Pokemon obviously as you could tell the former man was a Super Fan of the Pocket Monster games and had obsessive knowledge on the series.

He decided to draw one of his favorite Pokemon, Centiskorch a Badass Bug/Fire-Type from Galar one he used in his first playthrough of Sword, he still remembers his final team which was his starter Rillaboom, Centiskorch, Obstagoon, Dragapult, Galarian Rapidash, and Drednaw one of his favorite teams he's used in a playthrough. Whenever he played a Pokemon game he only really ever used Pokemon introduced into that generation when he played a Pokemon Game.

He allowed his mind to wander as he drew picture after picture, starting with Centiskorch, then Beedrill, then Chesnaught, and on his latest picture, that of a Gallade he was interrupted by a hand on his shoulder causing him to jump in fright.

"Ah!" He screamed causing the owner of the hand to also scream in fright.

"Gah!" His mother exclaimed frightened by the sudden scream. Once he realized who it was Ben calmed down and apologized to the older woman who had a hand on her chest.

"You gave me such a fright!" She complained annoyance etched into her tone but that quickly vanished as she calmed down.

"I've been calling you for the last few minutes Director Clevall is here with your papers Mi Hijo" She explained "What have you been doing that's got you so distracted?" She questioned leaning over her son's shoulder to get a look at his drawings and was genuinely surprised to see the pictures.

"Oh my," She said stunned as she picked up the 4 pictures and examined them, "Mi pequeño artista did you draw these?" She questioned joy lacing her voice. The art was masterful given Ben worked as an online artist he had to be good if he wanted to make money to afford his spending habits on his collection of Pokemon merchandise.

"Yeah I wanted to pass the time while I waited for the Director and decided to draw I guess I got so distracted that I didn't hear you," He said before realizing what she had said "Director Clevall is here already!?" He questioned in surprise and panic.

"Yeah he arrived a few minutes ago and is downstairs waiting for you" She explained, he panicked and shot up and made his way down the stairs barely remembering to grab his bag as he rushed to meet the Director, seeing this the woman chuckled at his eagerness.