Ele entende mais de Pokémon do que eu
O NPC de nível máximo de um jogo, Chi, que vê através de tudo, teve sua alma transportada para o mundo de um anime, tornando-se o avô do treinador iniciante Ash. Quando o Rei do Monte Prateado encontra o mestre das desvantagens de tipo, o mundo começa a mudar. Chi: “Hmm? Por que esse garoto chamado Ash parece ser o centro de tudo neste mundo?” Ash: “Droga, se eu herdar a fortuna do velho Chi, não vai ser moleza me tornar um Mestre Pokémon?” Pokédex: “Bip bip. Os humanos só estão aqui para se divertir, ninguém entende mais de Pokémon do que eu.” Pikachu: “Pika.” Chi: “...” Enfim, esta é uma aventura com um estilo bastante peculiar. ------------------- Número do grupo: 33089827, seja bem-vindo. Para entrar, é necessário verificação e ter pelo menos 500 seguidores.
Ele entende mais de Pokémon do que eu
Silversnow Mountain—a boy was making his way slowly into its depths.
Beside him strode a yellow-and-blue beast-shaped Pokémon, heat radiating from its back, blue smoke curling upward, providing the trainer with warmth.
Unlike the lower slopes, where forest and stone dominated, at the heart of Silversnow Mountain lay a dazzlingly bright, snowy clearing—strangely out of place. This was a mountain of pure white, and now, great flakes fell heavily.
The boy pressed onward, finally reaching his destination:
The summit of Silversnow Mountain.
There, a man in a red cap sat with his back to him. His clothes were simple, his demeanor that of one who had endured harsh training, sitting in silence atop a high platform.
This was Gold. After becoming the Champion of the Johto League, he had learned a secret: it was said that someone even stronger than the League Champion resided here, training endlessly atop Silversnow Mountain.
Gold had heard of this figure often, especially after leaving Johto to travel the Kanto region—one who had defeated all eight Gym Leaders, dismantled Team Rocket, and bested the League Champion—a living legend...
"Hey! Battle me!" Gold shouted, raising his Poké Ball.
Beside him, Typhlosion surged to its full height, claws clenched, back arched, and a torrent of unprecedented flames erupted behind it.
The mysterious man remained silent, turning around to reveal cold, colorless eyes, his expression unchanging.
Ever since Green had exposed his whereabouts, he had been pestered by countles
