My parents are the best parents in the world.
They're the very best Pokemon Trainers. Ever since I was born, I've had a whole cabinet full of Pokemon figures and game cartridges. We can watch the latest anime episode together in the living room, or drive for miles to play the Pokemon Trading Card Game.
I thought this life would go on forever. I'd go to school like any ordinary person, graduate, get a job, then find someone who loved Pokemon as much as I did and pass that love on to the next generation, just as Mom and Dad passed it on to me.
But this little wish can never come true now.
I died.
But death isn't the end. It's the beginning of another journey.
And so, what follows is the story of me, Pokemon, and my new companions in another world.
* A sequel I'm definitely going to write someday
* A everyone-loves-the-protagonist Mary Sue story, with a golden finger
* Romance isn't important. What matters is traveling with Pokemon. We'll visit every region, from Kanto to Hisui and Paldea, collecting and checking in everywhere like we're plowing a field
* A collection of personal kinks, including but not limited to childhood-friends love triangles, being caught between two lovers, messy romantic entanglements, older and younger partners, love across time, pseudo-incest, domineering CEOs, nonhumans, and so on
Theme: Growing once again and setting off on a whole new journey
