Although there have always been legends in the Sinnoh Region about the Time and Space deities and the creation of the world by Arceus, I never thought time travel would happen to me.
…If I'd known, I should have beaten their projections in this world to a pulp during the final battle.
But there was no room for regret. I could only accept my fate: being transported alone to another world. Not only had I mysteriously lost all my memories, but many people here thought I was a dangerous person of unknown identity.
I knew that no matter what I did in the face of their suspicions, it would be like a drop in the ocean. Still, in order to be accepted and survive in this other world, I worked desperately, constantly plunging into all kinds of dangerous, life-or-death situations, trying to find something I could do to prove myself.
It wasn't that no one showed me kindness. But they were all limited, to some extent, by their own positions, and couldn't possibly stand entirely on my side.
Since no one was waiting for me to return, there was no reason to look back. A little lonely, I kept walking forward and glanced at the Poke Ball in my hand.
Thank goodness I still have you all in this world.
I'm so glad we met.
>> I'm sorry, but the serious story ends here <<
Then one day, I botched a mission. My body sustained injuries that were absolutely impossible to heal in this era. The gods had no choice but to send me back to the modern world where I'd originally lived.
I became hopelessly addicted to its comfort and convenience. I rested for only a little while before the gods, unable to stand my slacking off any longer, tossed me back even though my injuries hadn't fully healed.
Mingyao excitedly grabbed me in a tight hug. "Thank goodness, Xiao Zhao! I thought you were dead!"
"…" By now, I was used to this person's poor choice of words. I smiled, patted his back, and returned the hug out of politeness.
Mingyao: "While you were gone these past few days... I missed you."
??? Huh???
Then I noticed that the way everyone in the Hisui Region acted had suddenly become bizarre.
Xingyue: "I've fully recognized your contributions. Let's get the paperwork done for your wedding."
Ganju: "Xiao Zhao, this time I mean it literally. Let's join hands and welcome tomorrow!"
Guana: "The Pearl Clan has already set up a wedding stage to welcome you. May you and Zhu Bei be happy together forever."
Zhu Bei: "Miss Guana..."
??????
What happened while I was gone?
Completely stunned, I turned and ran. My injuries hadn't healed enough, so I was limited in how fast I could move. I released my powerful Pokemon, hoping they could intimidate those weirdos. If that didn't work, they could at least help me escape. But after being apart for so long, my reliable partners eagerly swarmed around me the moment we reunited. The most excited one immediately hit me with Hypnosis, right on target.
My eyelids grew heavier and heavier. Just before the oncoming drowsiness completely overwhelmed me, I seemed to see the figure of a man wearing a Ginkgo Guild uniform.
------Arceus, you've done nothing but cause trouble------
How to enjoy this story:
1. A fanfic based on Pokémon Legends: Arceus. It's probably a short story told in episodic chapters. The protagonist is Xiao Zhao, and in my personal canon, Zhao is the amnesiac Guang.
2. I'll try to write all Xiao Zhao pairings within my abilities. The early chapters will jump around with fun, snark-worthy moments of time-space intermingling. Later, I'll let loose with one character's what-if route per chapter, and they'll all have happy endings.
3. Updates are whenever, so all the above may be empty promises. It could be monthly, yearly, or even once in a lifetime, so please think carefully before reading... (smoke)
Theme: Don't worry about who you really are. Treat yourself well.
