Chapitre 4: Where did things go wrong?
As I looked up, I could see the ominous red eyes of a man wearing a hoodie. Standing to his right was an Alakazam, and all around the stage, flames consumed the area. The once impeccable stage was now almost destroyed, with debris scattered everywhere. Panic had gripped the crowd, and people were running in all directions. Some members of the clans were attempting to save others, while Pokémon trainers fought back against the attackers. How did this chaos unfold? Let's rewind a few minutes back.
A few minutes earlier...
I was in the midst of performing my new song, feeling the energy of the crowd as they sang along. It was an exhilarating experience until a group of hooded men materialized on stage, attacking innocent people and setting the stage ablaze. Panic erupted throughout the venue, amplified by my fame and the large crowd. I knew I had chosen the hard mode, but survival instincts kicked in, and I attempted to escape the chaos. The situation worsened when the man with the Alakazam appeared before me, teleporting effortlessly and landing a powerful blow to my stomach, knocking me down. This must be their leader.
"System, do something!" I desperately thought, realizing the other Pokémon trainers and their Pokémon were overwhelmed. They couldn't protect themselves, let alone save me. My lack of stronger bodyguards was due to the reluctance of offending the five ancient clans. Consequently, I was left with these trainers as my primary security.
"Host, I'm sorry, but I don't have enough points to intervene. However, you won't die because The Rulers won't allow it. But..." the system trailed off, leaving me with a sense of foreboding.
"But what?" I urgently questioned, only to be interrupted by another attack from behind. Darkness enveloped me.
Somewhere in an underground lab...
"Where am I? What happened? Right, I was attacked while singing on stage... System, are you there?" I asked as I glanced around, realizing I was restrained to a table. Escape seemed futile for now, so I focused on understanding my predicament.
"Yes, host, it appears you've been kidnapped. From what I've gathered, they're after numerous samples of your DNA."
"My DNA? But if it's the Black or White family's DNA, there are countless orphan or branch family members they could target to remain discreet if they're a secret organization."
"They're after your DNA specifically due to your unique eyes. It seems they possess extraordinary abilities, which likely mutated from your mother's lineage. Given her strength, they can't target her directly, so they've set their sights on you. Now, with the ancient clans as their enemies, they plan to experiment on you," the system explained with hints of emotion. Over the years, we had grown closer.
"I should have expected something like this when I chose the hard mode. So, what kind of experiments are they planning?" I braced myself for the forthcoming challenges so I could adequately prepare.
"They want to push the limits of human abilities and explore the potential of fusing human DNA with Pokémon DNA, effectively creating the ultimate human."
"Well, system, I suppose I'm in for one hell of an experience," I sighed, realizing the immense danger I was now in.
"Haha, indeed, Alex. That's the first time I've addressed you by name," the system responded, surprising me with its use of my name.
"Hey, system..."
"Yes, Alex?"
"If we manage to escape from here, I'll give you a name," I offered, recognizing the importance of establishing a connection with someone, even the system.
"Let's survive this ordeal together, Alex," the system affirmed.
"Yeah, let's do that," I determined, mustering up the willpower to endure. With that resolve, I drifted unconscious once again.
État de l’alimentation hebdomadaire
-- Classement
Power Stone 
-- Power
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