Mythical Pokémon Era: Global Ascension

Mythical Pokémon Era: Global Ascension Author: Falling for Lu

This was a parallel world where Pokémon reigned supreme.

When Roy transmigrated here, he was shocked to discover...

The Pokémon of this world were far too powerful.

A powerful Pokémon could form an army alone and stand against an entire nation. The Trainers who commanded them held even more exalted status. Every nation's Elite Four and Champions possessed the standing of strategic weapons, determining the strength of their countries.

Those Legendary Pokémon possessed powers akin to gods, capable of moving mountains and overturning seas...

A Mythical-tier Pokémon world!

Step by step, Roy advanced toward the position of Champion, the symbol of ultimate supremacy...

Women Only Slow Down My Poké Ball Throws!

"Dragonite, Hyper Beam!"

"Smash it! Use Meteor Mash!"

An orange figure streaked across the sky, violently compressing the air and leaving trails of sonic booms behind it, as though a divine hand had drawn across the heavens.

The orange figure was a winged dragon.

A destructive beam gathered in the dragon's mouth. In an instant, it burst forth in brilliant light!

The terrifying energy of the beam stirred the air into layers of scorching heat as it shot toward the ground.

Meeting that dreadful beam was a monster with a body of steel, crab-like limbs, and the ability to float in midair.

The Steel Crab raised its right arm, gathering starlight before swinging upward.

The two beams collided violently, roaring like falling stars!

The intense shockwave swept in all directions. Spiderweb-like cracks appeared across the steel-alloy battlefield, and the entire ground seemed to wail.

Dragonite fell into the brief stiffness that followed Hyper Beam. For a Pokémon of its level, the side effect had long been reduced through harsh training to a mere fraction of a second. It also occupied the advantageous position of the sky, keeping a sufficient distance from its opponent.

Theoretically, Hyper Beam's drawback was practically nonexistent at that moment.

However...

The metal monster suddenly appeared before it as if by Teleport, and with almost no pause, threw another Meteor Mash!

The dragon's mournful cry resounded through the sky.

The battle took a sharp turn for the worse!

"Wow!"

"What the hell? This Metagross is ridiculously strong!"

"Are we seriously about to suffer an upset in the Asian Championship...?"

At Vanke Plaza, during what should have been a bustling workday, nearly everyone had stopped where they stood to watch the live broadcast playing in the square. Waves of shocked cries rose one after another.

And it was not just here. People across the country were closely watching this match.

Because this was not merely an ordinary Pokémon battle.

It was a battle representing a nation's honor and standing within Asia.

Ten years ago, Dragon Country's Champion, Lin Wuya, had risen to prominence and claimed the world championship in one stroke. His name echoed across the globe, winning supreme honor for Dragon Country.

The Global Championship was held once every four years, symbolizing each nation's influence in international affairs for the following four years.

In short, this was a competition that gambled a nation's destiny.

Six years ago, Lin Wuya claimed his second consecutive title, single-handedly securing eight full years of national fortune for Dragon Country. Although he had failed to win a third consecutive title at the Global Championship two years ago and only taken Runner-up, it did nothing to affect his standing in Dragon Country.

Lin Wuya was a hero revered by all Dragon Country people, the strongest Dragon-type Trainer.

For ten full years under his strength, Dragon Country had never relinquished its position as Asia's number one.

But today, the myth seemed about to shatter.

"...D-Dragonite has lost its ability to battle!"

The referee announced the result, his voice trembling with disbelief.

The legendary figure who had won two world championships had not lost in the Global Championship, but in the lower-tier Asian Championship. It was an enormous upset no one had expected!

At that moment, the bookmakers who had opened the betting pools were laughing toward the sky, while countless gamblers felt their hearts stop.

Everyone in the plaza was trapped in shock and disappointment, unable to accept what had happened.

"The opponent is a rookie Champion competing internationally for the first time, right?"

"Yeah. The heir of the Cassini Group, Japan's Champion of the new generation."

"We're done for."

"It's only the Asian Championship. It's just a battle for honor and doesn't affect anything. Don't panic. We can win it back next time."

"What the hell are you talking about? The Asian Championship may not affect anything directly, but it's the precursor to the Global Championship. If we're losing this badly in the precursor..."

"Every generation brings forth new talent. Mr. Lin is old in the end..."

Amid the clamorous crowd, a handsome, clear-eyed young man stood out from the surrounding shock and disappointment.

Roy looked utterly bewildered.

He had originally been shopping with his best friend, planning to buy him a Gundam Model.

Don't get the wrong idea. His hobby was not fencing. Shopping with another man and buying him a gift was purely out of helplessness.

After all, his best friend had an unbelievably beautiful younger sister. Roy wanted his best friend to set him up with his sister, so they could become even closer.

But the moment they arrived at the plaza, the giant screen that had been playing a Carzlan Big Eyes advertisement suddenly blinked and began showing a Pokémon battle.

By the plaza fountain, flocks of Pidgey had gathered. They were not afraid of people at all, stretching their necks out as they enjoyed being fed by loving passersby.

Growlithe, Mightyena, Rockruff, and other canine Pokémon frolicked together, pouncing on one another.

At the entrance of a Japanese restaurant, a Meowth was helping its owner sell goods and attract customers.

The sight left Roy stunned. Then pain surged through his mind, followed by a flood of memories.

Well, damn. He had transmigrated.

Roy's identity had not changed, nor had his family background. Only the world had changed.

A hundred years ago, spatial distortions had suddenly appeared throughout the world, bringing creatures known as "Pokémon," "Pocket Monsters," and "Magical Beasts." These creatures possessed all kinds of incredible powers, immediately drawing humanity's covetous gaze.

Soon, human malice caused a great war to erupt between Pokémon and humanity.

Humans a century ago had already invented aircraft and cannons. If these Pokémon had been like those Roy knew from his previous life, they would have been roughly evenly matched with humanity's military power.

Yet in this world, humanity had suffered a one-sided, crushing defeat.

Roy had initially found humanity's disastrous defeat difficult to understand, but after seeing the Pokémon battle on the giant screen, he immediately understood everything.

"The Pokémon of this world are far too powerful..."

To say nothing else, that Dragon-type Champion's Dragonite had fired a Hyper Beam with destructive power comparable to a missile. He could feel its terrifying force even through the screen.

Compared to those powerful Pokémon, humanity's only advantage was its intelligence.

Some Trainers who had mastered Pokémon power developed Poké Balls and formally stepped onto the stage of history. They ended the war, established the Pokémon League, and, with every nation joining, secured their position as the force leading the world.

By now, Trainers effectively represented each nation's military strength and possessed extremely lofty professional status.

A powerful Legendary Trainer could form an army alone and stand against an entire country.

Lin Wuya had once single-handedly breached the border defenses of a small Southeast Asian country.

Throughout history, there had even been Pokémon hailed as "divine beasts." Their power to twist the rules of reality like natural disasters was comparable to divine authority—the domain of gods.

And Roy's identity in this world was that of a freshman about to enroll in a Pokémon Academy.

"I... have a chance to become a Trainer too?"

At that thought, Roy's heart burned hot. The confusion and panic in his heart vanished completely.

"Damn it, Mr. Lin lost this time, and the internet's full of people trashing him. Some are even saying he took money to throw the match. Those haters are disgusting. Roy, don't you think so..." Mu Tianyang, Roy's best friend since childhood, muttered angrily beside him.

Roy glanced at the comments on Mu Tianyang's phone. They looked remarkably similar to posts from some cesspit forum. Amused, he said, "These people never had brains to begin with. When the player they like loses, they would rather accuse him of match-fixing and attack his morals than admit he was in poor form and performed badly."

Mu Tianyang, a diehard fan, nodded repeatedly. "Exactly. Mr. Lin just had an off day."

Roy pulled out his phone and began calling a ride while saying, "Tianyang, something suddenly came up. I'm heading home first."

"What?" Mu Tianyang looked bewildered. "You're leaving already? What about you and my sister?"

"Forget about that for now." Roy smiled faintly. His mind was now filled with thoughts of Pokémon and Trainers, and he could not wait to get home and look up more information.

Women?

Women only slowed down his Poké Ball throws!

"My ride's here. I'm off."

"Hey, wait! Don't go!"

Mu Tianyang could not stop him and could only watch his best friend leave.

Thinking of his sister's instructions, Mu Tianyang's face fell, and his heart turned to ashes.

God's Gift

Trainers possessed extremely lofty status.

However, not everyone was qualified to become a Trainer.

Strictly speaking, the qualifications to become a Trainer were an unattainable dream for a large portion of people.