Broken Fantasy

“Yeah that’s me. On this bed, half swelled, half bitten and a little bit of poisoned. Now you probably be wondering how I ended up in this situation. Well, my friends, it’s gonna be a short trip back in time. Are y’all ready? *sneeze* ayi, ayi, ayi, ayi, ayi……. arghhhh… for the fu*ks sake don’t move, you stupid b*tch, I shouldn’t get this excited for my own insults…. Geez.”

“So where was I, ahh yes, 3 days back, when I used to be older, wait a minute…should I call myself old, wasn’t I was just 19 years… I was really young there… Like this dashing young guy, for whom the girls will fall for…… I can feel my face getting warm …..heheheheh….”

*Author’s note:- This man is a total con for his looks, don’t fall for it, he’s just another delusional brat.*

“Hey come on! Who asked you? It’s my story I’ll do as I please…. Geez, I can’t even have minute of my privacy. Also fu*k you!”

“One day I’ll beat the crap out of him, however for now, when I was living my crappy life as a 19 year old boy- Ankur, I came back from my damn college, and started playing my favorite game…you wanna guess it? With snare beats…tararararararara… on the count of 3, 1……23, It’s Pokemon!!! Yay!.”

“ You get it, like the title, the game…. Ahn ahn…?? Okay so never-mind. The thing is that I was somehow pulled in this world, Idk if this is the actual game world or some other dimension, also It could be a dre……*sneeze* …..ou-ou-ou-ouch. Yeah definitely not a dream. And you know the worst part, Truck-kun never came.”

“The last thing that I remember was, on my bed in my college uniform, with controller in my hands and wooooosh…The next thing I remember is that I was somehow not able to reach over a cupboard. My hands shrank, and you know what, this drip is godda*n dope, and where are these kids getting all this fashion enthusiasm?”

“So, yeah, I am a kid, 10 years old. And somehow I am now legally able to leave my own home for a freaking grand Pokemon adventure, as the professor next door called me and said. I can have my first pokemon once my license registration is complete. I bet once it’s done I am gonna be the very best like no one ever was…..

I know I know funny right….”

“You know, but somewhere, I am terrified of this world, I never liked my life back there, but it was mine. And also, I don’t want to believe that I am here, in a world that is unknown to me, what if I die? Will I be transported back? Or is it the end or the game over?”

“Now education time for a minute. In a pokemon game, if all your pokemon faint, you are spawned on your last healing spot. And also you cannot enter any tall grass, to encounter any pokemon cause it was restricted, by the game logic and rules. However…. Here I can wander in the tall grass all I want, with no pokemon, but I shouldn’t.”

“You ask why, and how, I know this? Hahahahahah…. Cause your brave, dashing and handsome friend, went in those fuc*ing tall grass baby……. And found out the hard way why I shouldn’t…..hehe…hehe…”

* Authors note:- Self-obsession is harmful.*

"Yeah? You know, what? Fu*k you! That's what."

“That wily of an insect, I don’t even know how it got in there? That place should be home to Pidgey, cutifly and zigzagoon. Not to a freaking venomous di*k. That di*k of thing straight up ruined me, that weedle attacked, it used the attack poison sting, I know not because there was some kind of dialogue box, but because the target was me. That bast*rd leaped over me! How that caterpillar jumped? God should forbid it's existence.... Geez it stings..."

"Sombody here, please wipe my nose... It's running down... Anybody...Yoo-hoo?"

"It bit, stung and even spun a sticky thread around me. Thanks to one of the poke-mart’s attendant, who stood nearby promoting their cheap potions. She had a linoone, she did save my sorry as*, but it too far-gone already. My legs were black and my hands were green and my face swelled just because of the yellow-orchid-colored wiener.”

"Doors opening, over to you narrator! And don't you dare to fu*k my image up, or else I am coming for you, with that weedle."

"And you, author, bet you are enjoying my agony. You just wait and watch.... I am Ankur... I am gonna turn the tables... And you gonna witness it. Until then fu*k you...."

*Authors note:- I didn't Even do nothing this time. Why you targeting me?"*

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*screeshh* “How are you sweety?” Said Zaria, opening the door.

“Let me help you with that.” A nurse accompanying mother, cleans the face of our protagonist. “Are you feeling any better, Mark?”

“Yes, Ma’am. A very little. But I am.” Said Mark with the utmost innocence.

(Author:- “I wish he was that innocent, but never mind.”)

“Didn’t I always tell you to never, go alone to the tall grasses.” Said Zaria.

“You did mom, I am sorry.” Said Mark.

Nurse – “He is so well spoken and polite, for a 10 year old child, Zaria”

Zaria – “Oh, thank you! I always make sure we don’t cuss around the house not even accidently.”

(Author:- pfft hahahah, Ankur:- “Don’t you dare annoy me”)

Nurse – “I see, now that’s made a good difference in him from other children.”

She prepared a Pecha berry, blend with moo-moo milk,

and an Oran berry pulp mixed with mashed potatoes, for Mark’s lunch.

As she served the food. Zaria had to receive a call; she leaves the room.

“Ma’am, if you don’t mind, can I ask you a question?” Mark.

“Oh, sure buddy. I am all ears.” Nurse said and a flashed a fake smile. Ankur knew the difference really well, as he was habitual seeing one.

“Why, don’t you have a Pokémon with you, like Chansey or Audino?” Asked Mark.

“Well, we are not in a poke-centre, we are in a human hospital, where we cure human diseases. And also, we prepare food for you, right? So, for us it would not be ideal to keep Pokémon around, because they might shed, also you know the enthusiast starts battling anywhere. That destroys the peace of our lovely patients like you.” Nurse explained.

The food was served; Zaria enters the room thanking the nurse. Nurse left the room, holding the same smile on her face.

“My baby must be hungry?”

She took the spoon and began feeding Mark slowly.

“Mom, are all the Pokemon this aggressive?”

“It depends. Our meowth never even attacked a Pidgey. Not hostile at all.”

"Now, open up, say Aaaa...."

" Aaaa_.."Mark opened his mouth all smiling and giggling.

" Hold on a second, what the hell are you doing woman." Ankur snaps(internally)

( Author:- Say Aaaaaaa..... Hahahahahha, this is so good! )

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"This is you last day in hospital. After this meal, you'll be discharged, but you have to rest for a bit before you start your journey. Understand sweetie?" Zaria said, caressing his head. "Aren't you excited about it?"

" Yes, I really am, excited about.... How I will catch Pokemon and train and play with them, and take care of them and blah.... Blah.... Blah......"

( Ankur:- I gotta be stuck here... Why is this brat so enthusiastic, even after he got his ass kicked.)

( Author:- You know you can stop him. If you want to. )

( Ankur:- Let him enjoy his childhood, he's just a kid excited and still unaware. And I can't suddenly change his behaviour just because I don't like it. Also look at the glee in his mother's eyes, how happy she is to find her own child safe and happy.)

( Author:- So, you do got a soft side, I see, your not just a jacka*s... As thought you are..)

( Ankur:- "You know what? I'll let slide this time.")

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