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"Heck, yeah," Ashwood said, stretching and testing their limbs. "I'm in." That last battle. Wow. While they recovered they played the memory of taking out the first Magikarp again and again. Oh god... what a feeling. They glanced at Cynthian. They supposed a part of them could understand why...

"I know, right! I heard you talking a bit with Cabot, so I know you're like a super cool explorer. But in my world, I'm just a person. Well, a kid I guess -- I'm still in school technically." They held up their hands and looked at them, flexing their fingers. "To be taken to a place like this...

"Yeah, I can get that. Like, if you told the me from a week ago, 'Hey, Ashwood, you're gonna get isekai'd into a Pokemon world," I would have been like, 'Sure, cool bro, can I have whatever you're smoking?' You know? But now --" They raised their arms, gesturing to everyone and everything around...

Ashwood sat quietly, listening to all the religion talk. In their own world, Ashwood and religion... didn't really get along. But it was interesting to listen to all these Pokemon talk about it. They wondered, according to the lore of the Pokemon games in Ashwood's universe, Arceus was the...

"Oh, wow. That sounds rough. Though I guess my world isn't doing too hot either. Not exactly like yours -- it's more like a lot of stuff happening all at once, and, um, actually I'd rather not talk about this. Just, we can be our-worlds-are-collapsing buddies, I guess. "Though, if it's any...

"Wait, you know a human who's like me?" Ashwood perked up. "All the other Pokemon -- and the humans too -- had been confused when I told them Pokemon don't exist where I'm from. I thought I was the only one. Does he, um, remember anything much about what it was like to be human? I wonder if he...

"Apparently a lot of your worlds used to have humans, but nah, I don't think I'm from your world but in the past. Where I'm from, Pokemon don't even exist. They're made up. I know about them because the stories they're in are really popular. Used to be really into the video games as a kid."...

"Hmm, not sure if that thing we saw was like a Chandelure at all. It was... more like a thing who just was fire. Black fire. I don't think it even had a body at all, it shifted around a lot. It was also wayyyy powerful. It literally cut a building in half. "Though I wonder, that Magikarp we're...

"Ugh, yeah. Something happened, all right. One of our guys tried to loot a shop because he's an asshole, apparently. Somehow he summoned some kind of fire monster when he was doing so. That wasn't ever explained. Anyway, that Charmander, Owen, brought some help to save the thief's ass." Ashwood...

Ashwood clomped into the room and collapsed onto a stool, even though they didn't feel tired per se. They had to admit, they had been kind of excited when they had first received the call for help from Diyem. Now... Ugh. Come on, they were in a Pokemon world now. They had no time to feel down...

Ashwood suddenly dropped a pan of gummis on a table. "Sorry, guys, I think I need to help out at the Marketplace." They darted out the room, then a second later poked their head back in. "You have those gummis if you want." They left.

"That sounds rough, dude." Ashwood tilted their head. "But... getting even a little back is a good sign, right? It really hasn't been that long since you got injured -- less than a day. And I bet once you get some memories back, it'll get easier from there. Once the ball gets rolling, the...

"I hope so," Ashwood said as they made gummis. "How are you feeling, by the way? Any improvement over the day?"

"Hmm." Ashwood glanced over all of the options. They came across some red berries; they weren't sure what they were called, but Ashwood was pretty sure they were spicy. Now that Ashwood thought about it, what would spicy food taste like in this body? They couldn't identify what flavor the brown...

"Hmm." Ashwood looked over all the food. "I don't know what most of this stuff is. Does anyone have suggestions?"

"Aw, sweet," Ashwood said. "I'm good for trying that!"

"Cool, thanks!" Ashwood looked through the bag Cabot had gotten that Cynthian's gummi from. It was full of jellybean-like food of all colors -- each color representing a different type. They dug through the bag. Purple or brown. They found a brown gummi first. They held it in their palm and...

Ashwood chuckled. "Well, not that brave. Don't think I've ever been as flammable as you. And you don't need to eat? Is that, like, because you can do photosynthesis or something?" "Gummis... wait, I remember those! They're supposed to be good, right? As long as you eat the right kind. Do any...

"Hmm," said Ashwood, studying all the bags of food. They cocked their head, trying to gauge if they were hungry -- or could feel hunger -- or not. They had figured out they could slide their head back a bit, opening up a slot where their head met their body. They assumed it was for food or...