Your Choice Is?

"First choice!"

Year smiled and opened his arms.

"This world will become a reality! Your parents will still be there, your best friends will be there, and even the ones that like you, that you like will be in this world. And your Flame-Flame Fruit ability can be retained. But you can't use Flame-Flame Fruit's ability to do something that violates the basic order. Like destroying the world or something like that, but that kind of thing usually falls under the Civilization Recycling and Management Authority when it's committed, so we don't get involved."

Rope was silent.

Come to that, this world?

"I can also send your Charmeleon, Entei, Growlithe, and Chimchar, not as Pokémon, of course."

Year continued to add on.

Rope remained silent.

"You don't look like a crosser at all. People who don't have the desire to travel through time won't be chosen, so this is our fault. I am very sincere in making this compensation, and this is also the privilege I asked for from various departments. After all, this plan involves a lot of things. So the price we have to pay is not small. Moreover, you have parents, friends, and lovers, and this is a stable world without any crisis. Isn't this the life you really want? With your talent and ability, you can live a good life. With the help of Flame-Flame Fruit, you may become the uncrowned king of this world, or even the crowned king!"

Year once again lazily leaned back on the couch, the weary fellow completely incapable of keeping a straight face for long.

But the lazy tone was indeed full of temptation.

With Rope's talent, if he couldn't do something while possessing an ability like Flame-Flame Fruit, then Rope could kill himself.

"Second option?" Rope asked, opening his mouth.

Year raised an eyebrow, then said, "The second option is to keep things as they are, and we'll give you a full deserving crossover. Hanging gives enough, activities will be available, and rewards will be given. However, because the Flame-Flame Fruit in your body became a 'seed' under the influence of the world's root, we can't replace the Flame-Flame Fruit with any other power system that looks like a system. So we can only tinker, modify, and strengthen your power around the edges, and then make up for the rewards you've missed out on from our company's activities over the past five years at an average value."

After saying that, Year spread his hands and said, "That's all there is to it. The choice is yours."

He extended his hand towards Rope, "Go ahead, make your choice, of course, no need to answer me right away, take your time to think about it, I'm not very busy. Just taking the opportunity to touch a fish."

With that said Year snapped his fingers, and then the damage just caused by Rope's Fire Fist began to return to its original position little by little. Eventually it was restored as before.

Year wiggled his fingers and two teacups suddenly appeared on the coffee table. Inside the teacups was a round, very large, black and white color intertwined tea leaf.

The tea, however, was as clear as water.

Year pushed a cup of tea in front of Rope, who was deep in thought, and then looked at him with a smile.

Picking up the cup of tea, he sipped it himself without rushing Rope, as if he was enjoying his rare and leisurely vacation.

For Rope, it was a choice that would make one's head go bald.

Parents? Friends? Lovers?

Where to go and what to choose?

"What would my parents be like now without me?" Rope's voice was a bit hoarse.

"We sealed your parents' and many others' memories of you in the first place, and to them, you're practically a non-existent person. Emm, given that forgetting you existed, they've already begun practicing trumpets..."

Year's words just don't sound human at all...

"You're giving me a choice?" Rope shouted with a black face. You've erased every mark on me, all my worries are gone... and now you're telling me this is giving me choice??

"Of course, can you abandon your parents when you have no worries?"

Year smiles like a demon seducing someone to hell...

"If I leave the Pokémon world, where and what will happen?" Rope asked with a dark look on his face.

"We'd do a massive memory wipe, then look for a new savior, then give intense support so he can grow up quickly then take on the responsibilities of a savior. Incidentally, we at Infinite World Games have the in-universe gag 'Savior League' of course, the saviors are all beatniks."

Year smiles a very unscrupulous smile...

Rope couldn't stop the corner of his mouth from twitching.

[If this guy wasn't strong enough he would have been killed a long time ago, right?]

Rope's side thought so, Year where then his right hand lifted the teacup, took a sip of tea, then his left hand fingers wiggled, put down the teacup, Year said, "No oh, I was killed by them, thanks to my backhand, in the end, I still finished off all of them guys who bullied me."

Year's tone had a childish sense of 'come and praise me'. But Rope was hearing the bloodlust in it.

"With me gone Thea they'll forget about me and what will the new saviors do to them?"

"Then who knows? It's not like we have such a thing as The Savior's Ten Rules of Conduct for Salvation. As long as the goal of world stabilization is reached in the end, what does it matter to us what means he or she uses? And how he/she treats the natives of the world...why do I care so much? After all, even if you use the system's kind of half-coercive, half-guided approach, there's no way you can fundamentally change a person."

Rope once again fell into silence after hearing Year's words...

It was indeed the truth.Rope wasn't a proper savior, but he didn't get much of an assignment for what he did in the Pokémon world either. And his nature hadn't changed in any essential way.

"Then let's talk about compensation..."

Rope said, still helpless...

Year gave a smile of triumph of his plan and said, "I knew you'd choose that, after all, our employee benefits are still great. And don't worry we won't let our own employees bleed and cry. We will arrange an identity in your original world, and as long as you complete the company's performance targets and special missions, it is possible to exchange for the opportunity to go home and visit your parents. And when you complete the world-saving mission, you will get the opportunity to go home 12 times a year, and each time lasts for a maximum of 3 days as well. "

"Why didn't you say so earlier?" Rope looked at Year with a psychotic look.

If he had said that, why would Rope have bothered? Wasn't this the equivalent of working in the field?

Year shrugged, "It's not like you asked..."

Rope: ...

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The Chairman's Office of Infinite World Games.

Year sat in a boss chair, recalling the conversation he had just had with Rope.

After a long time he opened his eyes and laughed softly, "An interesting brat."