#1 – Pokémon RPG

On a rather hectic morning for young Ash, who was heading to Professor Oak's lab to receive his first Pokémon and embark on his first adventure as a trainer, he had overslept. So, he quickly ran out of the lab to avoid being late. He left in his pajamas, but barely noticed, too agitated and hurried to realize it. Once inside the lab, the cold metal floor sent a shiver down his spine, but he didn't care at all. "Professor! I'm so sorry I'm late, I overslept!" Ash exclaimed, almost breathless, clutching his knees and panting from running so much. "You're very late, Ash," the professor replied, letting out a sigh that was a mixture of exhaustion and resignation. "I'm really sorry!" Ash added, his brow furrowing slightly with a mixture of determination and embarrassment. "I'm ready to receive my first Pokémon." His gaze fell upon a table with three Poké Balls, and without a doubt, after thinking about it all night, he exclaimed as he grabbed one of the spheres. "Bulbasaur, I choose you!" However, the Poké Ball was empty. "Someone who got here first already took it." Professor Oak sighed. "Huh... then, Squirtle, I choose you!" Though that Poké Ball was also empty. "Someone who didn't oversleep already chose it." The professor added, his hands behind his back. "Ugh, damn it... then, Charmander, I choose you!" And, as expected, that Poké Ball was also empty. "Someone who didn't sleep in also took it." The professor concluded. "So... there are no more Pokémon?" Ash muttered, feeling a pang of disappointment and sadness deep inside. "Well, Ash... I have one more Pokémon in reserve, although I warn you, it doesn't much like the idea of ​​being inside a Poké Ball. It's a Pikachu, known for being a very electric mouse, but..." At that moment, another Poké Ball appeared