Warm sunlight streamed through the window, painting the room in soft gold. Dust motes danced lazily in the light, drifting over a small bed where a boy slowly opened his eyes.
For a long moment, he didn't move. His breathing was calm, almost hesitant, as if afraid that one blink would shatter the illusion. Then, his gaze lifted—and his heart skipped a beat.
The walls before him were alive with color. Posters of legendary Pokémon covered every inch—Rayquaza spiraling through emerald skies, Mewtwo shrouded in violet energy, Arceus standing radiant amidst a halo of divine light. Shelves overflowed with Poké Ball replicas, little figurines, and neatly arranged plushies of every generation's starters.
The sight hit him like a dream too vivid to believe.
"This…" His voice trembled, soft and uncertain. "This is real?"
He sat up slowly, his heartbeat quickening. The sheets beneath him felt solid. The floor was cool under his feet. Outside the window, a Pidgey chirped faintly in the distance. Every sound, every scent, every breath—it was real.
"This is…" He swallowed hard, emotion rising like a tide. "The Pokémon world."
He pressed a trembling hand to his chest, feeling the rapid beat beneath his palm. The goddess… the light… It all rushed back to him in fragments—her celestial eyes, her touch, her vow. The red thread. The warmth in her smile.
He laughed under his breath, a disbelieving sound caught somewhere between awe and relief.
"So she really did it," he murmured. "She kept her word… My goddess, my—"
He stopped, the words catching in his throat. "My wife."
It sounded impossible even now. Yet in the quiet of that small room, the truth pulsed faintly inside him—an invisible bond woven through his soul.
And then—
Ding—
A clear, crystalline chime echoed in his mind.
Alex froze. "What the—?"
A soft blue glow filled the air before him. Letters of light began to weave themselves together, forming a translucent screen that floated just above his hands.
[ SYSTEM LOADING… ]
Congratulations, Master, for activating the Pokémon God Master System.
Status Panel Opening…
Name: Alex
Age: 12
Race: Human
Power Level: D
Special Ability:Divine Bonding (Gifted through union with a goddess)
Titles:Goddess' Husband (Beloved by a Divine Being), Reborn
Skills: None
Wife:Goddess of Eternity
Pokémon: None
Inventory:1× Mysterious Pokémon Egg (Gift from your goddess)
Quest:Join Professor Oak's Summer Camp
Reward: ??? (Hidden)
Note:This quest is optional. You may choose to accept or decline.
The panel shimmered softly, then minimized, hovering in the corner of his vision like a faint reflection on water.
For a long moment, Alex just stared at it—then exhaled, slow and shaky.
"A system," he whispered. "Just like in the novels I used to read."
He fell back onto the bed, laughing quietly. It wasn't the laughter of someone amused—but of someone overwhelmed, grasping for reality in the middle of a miracle.
"So this is my new life…" he said softly, gazing up at the ceiling. "A new world, a new beginning."
Curiosity stirred within him. He focused on the faint icon at the corner of his vision—Inventory.
With a thought, it opened.
Inside floated a single object—a golden egg etched with delicate runes that shimmered with divine light. The moment his gaze lingered on it, his mind split with pain.
"Ah—!" He grabbed his head as images crashed through him—memories that weren't his yet somehow were. A boy named Alex, orphaned too young, living in Pallet Town under the quiet care of the Pokémon Alliance after his parents' passing. A gentle home. A lonely heart.
When the ache finally faded, he sat in silence, breath uneven.
"So… I'm still Alex," he murmured. "Same name. Same heart. Just a new life."
He looked toward the window again. The sky was bright, the air clear, and beyond the rooftops, he could see the faint outline of Professor Oak's lab at the top of a hill.
Somewhere in that building, his first true step awaited him.
He smiled—small but certain—and clenched his fists.
"This time," he whispered, voice steady, "I'll live with purpose. I'll grow stronger—strong enough to reach her again."
Outside, the morning wind stirred, carrying the distant cry of a Pidgeotto.
And as the sunlight bathed his room in gold, Alex—reborn, bound by divine love—took his first breath as the newest soul in the world of Pokémon.