[I usually write slice-of-life stuff, but this definitely isn’t some traditional, serious Pokemon story. This book was made using Alpaca AI technology, so don’t be fooled by the title: it’s not pure Pokemon, it includes some personal preferences, and it’s a bit like a diary.]
One day, Zhou Bingyu was reborn. In this life, he swore he wouldn’t fail the exams again. He’d show them what it meant to say, “The three-year deadline is up. Welcome back, Dragon King!”
But something was off. What did they mean, Alpaca went crazy the day after he was reborn and brought Pokemon into the world? And what did they mean a whole bunch of other people had been reborn too, and were spilling the beans about all sorts of things that would happen in the future? He’d thought he was playing a power fantasy, but Alpaca had blocked even the doggy door!
But before long, things got weird.
Alpaca, according to the setting, you’re not supposed to show up whenever you feel like it. Could you at least stop acting like Old Man Jia and tossing your statues around everywhere? You chuck them out every few days, and now the whole planet is covered in your statues.
Many years later, Zhou Bingyu faced the three Sinnoh gods.
Somebody help! Four Elite Four members and a Champion, somebody help! I’m gonna die!
In the Pokemon world:
H-hey, my exalted Lord Arceus! With your great and noble heart as the Creator God, surely you can overlook this tiny, insignificant offense. I only wrote a mere million-word unofficial history of you in the Pokemon world. Please take your Judgment off my right leg. I’ve already bent it at the knee to show I know I was wrong!
I want to write about the Pokemon world after the battle with the three Sinnoh gods, starting when Ash is six. I have to write Ash and Serena, I said what I said. Even if Alpaca shows up, it can’t stop me...
My hands: Stop! Knock it off! You can’t even write Kalos right.
Children, why is no one watching?