Kai felt as though he was a ship in a storm with no hand on deck to lower the sails.
The surge of pure emotions, ecstasy, anticipations, and joy that he was feeling, was drowning him, pulling him inch by inch towards the deeper depths of an unknown terrible sea, breaking his keel. Soon his mast would give away, and he would be left to roam the dark currents which only archaic ghost ships roam underwater, from one sea to another, unseen and unheard. Unknown.
Where is my anchor? Stormborn, the ship cried, shaming its name. Where are my seamen, the mate, and the captain?
From his port came the wave of unimaginable Power, carrying magical creatures, which he could devour, and yet dared not. Not yet. From his starboard the water gave way, destroying the balance. He must spread despair, and destruction to stay afloat, Kai knew.
Or was there another way?
Kai clutched his chest, his hazel eyes trembling to go in and out of focus. The blurriest hint of a black hood appeared and vanished across his face, his hands walking into the realm of the dead, and then back to life. The Thing in his chest was screaming, desiring the blood and flesh of so many magical creatures that have seemingly no end.
And for the first time, Kai doubted if he should have ever come to this place or not.
Kai gritted his teeth, eyes bloodshot, fingers digging deep into his flesh. Step by step he walked through the crowd of young Pokemon Trainers and their Pokemon, through the jolly atmosphere, not hinting at the horror that was trying to burst out of him.
And he got to know that Advance Abilities from the beginning weren’t blessings, but the vilest curses inflicted upon the Contestants.
The Emotions Manipulation Ability was going out of Kai’s hand, forcing him to bring out Dementor’s Blood Essence and kill all the happiness. Never had Kai imagined that bypassing the Elementary Proficiency phase of an Ability could be this devastating.
“Hey! Are you alright?” a boy asked Kai, trying to peer at his contorted face. There was a blue Pokemon walking with him, reaching his knees. It had round ears and a zig-zag tail with a blue ball at its tip.
Kai ignored him or at least tried to ignore him.
“Marill…” the Pokemon cried, sensing Kai’s distress. “Marill… Marill…”
“Huh? What is it, Marill?” the boy asked as Kai walked by him.
Since the very first step he had taken inside the Pokemon Center, it had become a cruel journey for him. From the data of Thunder Faction, Kai knew a few perfunctory things about the Pokemon world. The concept of trainers, Pokemon types, battles and duels, research labs, and the Pokemon Center, having the letter P in front of the building.
Why had the map guided him to a place for Pokemon healing? Kai did not know. The inside of this place was packed, with many computers lying against the walls. The map on the leaflet in Kai’s hand had turned to words again after entering the building. Not merely words, but a name.
“Nurse Joy?” Kai asked the girl standing behind the reception desk. She had blue eyes and light pink hair. A big pinkish Pokemon, wearing a clinical hat, was walking behind her, taking medicine out of drawers and putting them back.
“Oh, hello!” Nurse Joy merrily said, not noticing Kai’s agony as plainly as the Pokemon behind her. “How may I help you? Are you here to heal your Pokemon? May I see your ID?”
Kai had no answers to any of her questions. He looked down at the leaflet. The words must have changed when he was looking at her, for they said to pass the leaflet to her now. Kai, in no mood to talk, passed the leaflet to Nurse Joy. The pink-dressed girl took the leaflet, looking confused, and in the next second, Kai noticed her stiffening as if she didn’t have any life.
In a tenth of the moment, Nurse Joy returned to life and smiled at Kai. “Oh!” she exclaimed, giggling. “You’ve come. She has been waiting for you. Room No. 11 on the first floor, if you please?”
The girl said the last sentence, looking at the Pokemon behind her.
“Chansey?” The Pokemon gestured at itself, and then walked off, dropping the medicine into a drawer. Kai took it as a sign and followed the Pokemon. When the magical beast came out in the open, he saw it had an egg stuffed in a layer of pink-skinned pocket.
“Chansey… Chansey…” The Pokemon skipped, calling out its name.
When they reached the first floor, Kai finally took an exasperated breath. Something must be done about it, Kai promised himself. I can’t count on not being in such a crowded place, having such open emotions of joy and excitement, and then not feed on them.
“Chansey!” the excited cry of the Pokemon caught Kai’s attention. They have come to a door on which the number 11 was etched in golden lettering. Kai gave the Pokemon a look and recognized the most absurd weakness about him.
Not knowing a Pokemon’s specialization, its powers, and its prospects.
Something must be done about this too, Kai thought.
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The Pokemon, not waiting any longer, returned, leaving Kai alone. Nurse Joy had taken the leaflet, and now he was empty-handed. He couldn’t help but think why the System hadn’t just teleported him into the room.
There was an idiotic answer bubbling up within him. It was stupid to think of it, yes. Yet, Kai couldn’t help but think of it as Chaos’ way to bring him to reality, by trimming the wings he thought he had spawned after devouring a Dementor. True or not, Kai prepared himself for what awaited him behind the door. If Chaos wanted to give him just a Side Mission, then the leaflet would have been sufficient. Something was waiting for him in this room for this mission. Something sinister.
Click!
The door unlocked with the slightest turn of the door-knob.
When Kai entered, that “something sinister” turned out to be an old woman, sitting on a bed, and looking out from a window.
The notification appeared then.
[
Contestant Kai Stormborn, this Side Mission has been turned into an Officer Qualifying Mission
You must refer following points for the rest of your stay in this random world:
Note: The Privileges available to a Captain of Guard are:
]
So that’s why… the realization dawned on Kai. So that’s why a person like Arlen became something as inconsequential as a Captain of Guard. No wonder. Kai could see the sheer manipulation Contestants like him and Arlen could do using this post.
The Notification continued.
[
Current Assistant’s Data
Code Name: Morning Mist
Floor: 3rd
Set: 1st
Number of Main Missions Completed: 9
Number of Main Missions Failed: 1
Warning: Collect Morning Mist’s leaflet to confirm her identity
]
This?! Kai’s eyes widened as he saw 1 written in front of Main Missions Failed. How can this be? How can one fail a Main Mission and still survive?
He looked away from the notification and found the old woman smiling at him.
“Aren’t you too young for the post of Captain of Guard, Blood Demon?”
AN: The two Pokemon mentioned in this chapter are Marill and Chansey (Images available on Discord)
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