Peter Asher is a university dropout who spends his days cooped up in his apartment playing video games and wasting his life away.
One morning Peter wakes up in Ash Ketchum's body in the world of Pokemon. Peter struggles to maintain Ash's life as th...
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Streets buzzed with the quiet energy of people returning home, the distant laughter of children playing in the parks, and the gentle rustle of leaves in the cool, evening breeze.
Yet in a humble apartment, amidst the clutter of a lived-in life, Peter Asher, a man of 25 with a stubby beard, screamed out loud in frustration.
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Defeated for the 50th time by Malenia Blade of Miquella, the words "You Died!" were mockingly plastered across his screen.
"Ah! Damn it, there was only a little more to go..." Peter sighed, his voice a mix of irritation and resignation.
He glanced out of his window, noting the shift from day to night with a sense of surprise.
"Oh! It's evening already."
The sudden, insistent ring of his phone broke the room's stillness.
Peter stood up, kicking aside the piles of takeout containers and trash that had accumulated over the week.
"I should really clean this place," he thought, as he rummaged through his messy bed to find his phone.
The caller ID displayed 'Mom', and with a sigh, Peter braced himself for the conversation ahead.
"Hello," Peter said, his voice carrying a hint of weariness that he hoped his mother wouldn't detect.
"Ah! So, how have you been?" his mom's voice came through the phone, warm and filled with the familiar concern that always made Peter feel both comforted and a bit suffocated.
"Fine," he replied, his voice tight.
"That's good, I have sent you this month's allowance," she informed him, her tone light but with an underlying note of responsibility.
