This book, the product of rabid late night speculation and wild-eyed shit-shooting sessions, would not be possible without the various Pokémaniacs in my life. You all know who you are.
Shouts out to the masterminds behind the pocket monster nation. Though you may never even know that this work exits:
The real life Pokémon Professors that rekindled my passion for this universe, Tamashii Hiroka, MunchingOrange, The JWittz, Trainer Class Alex and PokéKellz of The Dex. You all make the world of Pokémon as real as death and taxes.
And the battle masters that keep the fire blazing. Jeudy Azzarrelli, Sejun Park, Wolfe Glick, Ashton Cox, Shofu, Justin Flynn, and MegaMogwai, I salute you.
And finally, to the gods among fan-artists, Braxton Burks/Skotein, R.J. Palmer, Maré Odomo, and Ray Bruwelheide, you all make me envious enough to write a whole damn book.
But most of all, the biggest chunk of credit goes out to Mike and Steve.
Damn it, Mike.
-Achilles Ampharos
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Pokémon Arena
FanfictionEvery year, thirty-six youths are picked from the prison system, assigned a monster companion and trained to compete in a free-for-all trial by combat: Pokémon Arena. The story will be updated as often as possible. As it is an ongoing project, there...
