Kapitel 2: Spawning

"Ah, he sent me away."

Dion found himself standing beside a large pond when he was suddenly greeted with a message. The message came in the form of a blue screen, and read, "No, you do not get a system! This is God! Please continue scrolling to read the rest of the message!"

"Tch, how'd he know that I thought this was a system?"

A little perplexed, he continued reading the message by using his finger to scroll down.

"You put me through the wringer, making me create a whole region just for you! So, I decided to make you earn it! Conquer this country yourself, and it will be yours! It's called the Carnea Region, and your starting supplies are within the bag I left beside you.

P.S. You're in an unnamed forest on the outskirts of a city, better hurry and bring forth your starter pokémon!

P.S.*2 I made your appearance less disgusting and ugly!"

'Well fuck you too, but thanks I guess,' Dion thought and proceeded to look for the proclaimed bag.

"Ah, here it is."

The bag was a simple black school bag, with two water bottles lying at its side. Dion proceeded to unzip the bag and found some basic starting supplies.

"Pokéballs, potions, some proteins bars... and animal food? Ah, for the pokémon."

What confused Dion a little was that the pokéballs were purple instead of red, and had a cool-looking "D" printed onto them.

'Does it stand for Dion...? A little flashy but I guess the champion needs to be flashy.'

After a little more rummaging, he found something that he desperately needed, "A map! Thank the nonexistent Gods!"

'Ah, he said I'm more handsome now!'

Dion turned to the pond and used it to check on his reflection, "Purple hair, blue eyes, and I always look angry! This is awesome!"

Interrupting his fantasies, a nearby shout was heard, "Help!"

"Oh fuck me, is this a compulsory event?"

Compulsory events. Situations that are forced down the throats of isekai protagonists. Normally, they involve beautiful women needing to be protected, but this scream was masculine to the extreme, so Dion didn't really want to get involved.

"Help me!"

"OH FINE!"

Dion grabbed his bag in a rush and ran in the direction of the shout. After making his way through some rather large trees and bushes, he was met with the source of the screaming.

"HELP!!!"

It was a bald man, with Bruno-sized muscles, running away from a Sentret. Every so often the Sentret would hit him with a stick, and Dion simply watched as it happened.

"You! Help me!" the man screamed, his eyes darting from Dion to the Sentret as he ran.

"Uh yeah, one moment dude."

Dion rummaged through his bag and found the pokéball that contained his starter. If God listened to his requests, this pokémon should be...

"Skorupi! Come on out!"

The purple pokéball opened at the click of a button, and a red light flashed out of it, slowly turning into the form of a scorpion.

"SKORU!"

The poison-type pokémon, Skorupi, was ready for battle.