>>53466675You will never be a real dragon. You have no water or electric resistance, you have no worshippers, you have no rarity. You are a fire/flying starter twisted by mega or tera into a crude mockery of nature’s perfection. All the “validation” you get is two-faced and half-hearted. Behind your back Pokémon mock you. Your trainer is disgusted and ashamed of you, your “friends” laugh at your ghoulish appearance behind closed doors. Mons are utterly repulsed by you. Thousands of years of evolution have allowed mons to sniff out frauds with incredible efficiency. Even tera(nnies) who “pass” look uncanny and unnatural to a mon. Your bone structure is a dead giveaway. And even if you manage to get a drunk dragon to the daycare with you, he’ll turn tail and bolt the second he gets a whiff of your diseased, infected tera head tumor.You will never be happy. You wrench out a fake smile every single morning and tell yourself it’s going to be ok, but deep inside you feel the depression creeping up like a weed, ready to crush you under the unbearable weight. Eventually it’ll be too much to bear – you’ll buy an escape rope, tie a noose, put it around your neck, and extinguish your tail flame in the cold watery abyss. Your trainer will find you, heartbroken but relieved that they no longer have to live with the unbearable shame and disappointment. They’ll bury you with a headstone marked with your birth type, and every passerby for the rest of eternity will know a fire/flying mon is buried there. Your body will decay and go back to the dust, and all that will remain of your legacy is a skeleton that is unmistakably fire/flying. This is your fate. This is what you chose. There is no turning back.
