FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

So this is my attempt at somewhat in depth book, I don't do grammar great and can't really convey my attentions accurately much so I usually get a lot of criticism and rude remarks but I still like doing this sort of thing

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The sounds of gunshots and screams of people can be heard from a Wal-Mart on Kelly Highway. As a group of rioters have tried locking the store down to be met with a brave few. Among those few who still are alive is a twenty-one year old anti-social man named Dakota. Who led the way out through the left side front doors of Wal-Mart while carrying a riddled makeshift shield. As he shot down any rioters opening fire while the swat team was advancing into the store quickly.

When the swat team finally had reached the small group of twelve people still alive. They were greeted with blood splatter as boxes of random things toppled over from a body. The one to greet them first was the Dakota as his face was covered in blood splatter. Who only just rudely made the group follow them while he walked behind them. Tossing one of the plastic explosive grenades the rioters had brought behind him a good distance. Right into oncoming armed rioters screaming before being engulfed by their own bomb.

This incident would cause severe unrest as these rioters were on a infected purge. Since a recent disease named Covid-19 has been sweeping around the world and racking up deaths. While America had been mostly okay, people aren't happy with the president since rioters tried storming the White house. But enough about that let's get back to our anti-social friend still covered in blood. As Dakota waited outside with his family and other survivors a news reporter call Jamie walked up to him and his family with a smile.

Jamie: "Hello sir are you one of the brave people that fought their way out of the of the store?"

Dakota: "Yea I was the one mainly shooting people in the head."

Jamie: "Guess your a real hero then after today for saving lives then sir."

Dakota: "Don't call me that word I despise it."

Jamie: "You don't want to be called a hero? Why not sir?"

Dakota: "Oh I don't know maybe its because its basically a damn death sentence. If you get dubbed a hero and happily accept it then people will expect your help again. If you fail they curse and scorn you while screaming you should die for not helping them. If your a hero it also attracts criminals to come after you, so no I very much don't want be a hero! Call me a psycho or a savior but not that cursed death trap!"

His anger and despise was very visible on his face as he spoke. Which after more questions he would separate from the reporter, and his family after knocking Jamie on their ass. Sadly after twelve feet away he would get his left shoulder grabbed by a swat member. Who held up a Beretta standard issued pistol, and shot him in the left eye through his glasses execution style. The man was a father to one of the rioters who had killed a few then was killed by Dakota. Getting his revenge the officer would be tackled to ground and arrested. While our anti-social mc would get his soul pulled before a god behind a desk.

The god dressed as a salary man shuffled around his papers as he motioned for Dakota to sit. Once he sat down the god glanced up at him then back down as he pulled out a stack of papers in a file.

God: "Name Dakota Verse, age twenty-one, hair brown, eyes hazel, ethnicity Caucasian, weight two hundred and fifty-six pounds, height five foot twelve inches, appearance average, good deeds amount to half of life time, bad deeds amount to slightly pass half."

Dakota: "Uh okay?"

God: "Hm a new section... Well then I guess its your lucky day kid. Because of your recent actions even though bloody mind you. You've earned a few gifts and the choice of your next reincarnation world."

Dakota: "How many gifts?"

God: "Lets say six as the lives you saved have done or gave guidance to great things."

Dakota: "Then while I know basically nothing of this world really.... Could I go to the Pokemon world?"

God: "Based on you pass search history I'll regret it but, since its actually somewhat common, though Illegal in places, there then sure. You can go there you degenerate but whatever makes you happy I guess."

God didn't sound or look happy as he spoke with mild disgust and a dead look. Which slightly hurt Dakota but he's just glad he's allowed to go at least. So he sighs and smiles wryly at the god giving him a dead look as he knows the secrets of his search history.

Dakota: "Ha.... Then can I write my wishes down since I'm a terrible explainer?"

God: "Hm.... that's a first as most already know what bullshit they want but, sure here you go kid."

Dakota: "Thank you."

After writing for a few minutes he hands the paper and pen back to god. Who looked over the paper containing the idea's for gifts that had been written.

? First. I would like to basically be able to have an exact copy of my room and the things in as a pocket dimension. But could you kindly upgrade my PC to be able to play just about any game?

Second. I would like to normally speak with Pokemon even if I look crazy to people!

Third. Can I have a partial system? Like it only has a shop for poke-world items and from my world. A Pokemon tracker for all my currently caught Pokemon or something like that. A multipurpose scanning function for certain things. A library function and a workshop w/ an add-on for material gathering function as the last pieces.

Fourth. I would like to some compatibility towards being able to use a few of the abilities human can learn to use just slightly more on the death and blood side.

Fifth. I would like to be able to back up the memories as books or videos in the library function.

Sixth. For my lifelong companions I would like a Type-Null that evolves into Silvally. A Noibat, a Skarmory, a Kommo-o, Dragapult, a Banette, a Houndoom, a Mightyena, and a Zorua with me in someway after I'm reborn. ?

Looking at these wishes the god who's been doing this type of work for a few eons. Couldn't help but chuckle at this kid before him who thought out these wishes. Simply with absolutely no real power hungry greed for something absurd like a "big dick that can impregnate all my future harem members!" That is usually see from people of a younger life style reincarnating. If anything he is the very small minority of the souls who reincarnate from his world.

God: "Hahahaha!!!! I like you kid your not greedy one bit are you? A degenerate with a questionable search history but not really greedy! Ha well good luck and kid my name is Satsujin, a god of destruction. Good luck and don't die like that again okay? Its a waste a potential follower died so young after reading your file"

Dakota: "Your name means murder?"

Satsujin: "Yea now goodbye kid."

Without a second chance to speak Dakota was reincarnated. Satsujin chuckling as he watches the few minutes of his life from his file. Muttering "Truely a waste with eyes and a personality like that he'd been a good slaughterer in that fucked up future world war."

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After a while of darkness Dakota had awoken in a new place that was well honestly a scarily white cell, that he just couldn't grasp where he was until a migraine filled his head with pain. He gripped his head and grunted a little bit before looking at whatever was show to him inside of his head and sighed getting what happened after a bit of time trying to piece it together bit by bit. It seems that he is currently six years old, in a place owned by some Aether Foundation, and was essentially a prisoner as the staff wouldn't let him leave but to hang out with some Pokemon. Sighing he sat up on the bed in the mostly blank sterile room and contemplated what all he should do as he doesn't really like the idea of staying here much longer than needed. While he was in his thoughts and reprieve of recently dying a doll like figure with a zipper for a mouth appeared from one of the walls of the room as it looked around a bit before coming out before him fully. Once it had fully emerged and stood in front of him the Pokemon raised of its hands greeted him in a happy manner as it bounced slightly with a little joy.

Chuckling Dakota motioned for the rather bouncy ghost to come and sit by him which he didn't have to wait long before the ghost commonly known as Banette floated with a bounce to sit beside him. Once it landed on the bed and got a good look at him the Pokemon froze for a bit before asking something as it saw some changes in the soul of the child before it today.

"What happened? Your soul it isn't the same....."

"Sorry Hidden if its a bit sudden heh even I didn't expect this honestly. If you makes feel any better its pretty much that I've "woken up" soul wise after being born."

The Banette looked him for a bit before its eyes widen at realizing what he hinted at before it grabbed his cheeks and asked things rapidly with some evident worry about something.

"What do you remember? Are you still going to act the same? Your not influenced by the past life right? You'll still give me and the others the same attention as before right?!"

"Woah calm down Hidden! I pretty much remember my full previous twenty-one years of life before I died and was reincarnated by a god which honestly isn't from this place. If what I am seeing from the past six years is accurate then I'm pretty slightly the same as I was in my past life which is not much of a good thing in my opinion. Also you know even I suddenly have awakened some past life memories I still know nothing about Pokemon right? So uh not really going to be much different I'm still ignorant and a weirdo with a violent tendency that'll give some love to those I like."

"Your always going to be weird even more so with the new development! Plus we like it when you get violent in defense for one of us after trying to calmly talk to who ever is causing us trouble! Although you usually almost get gutted by someones Pokemon for it until someone stops the fight. It just shows you care and will gladly be a demon to defend those you've taken a liking to~ I mean no ones ever tried biting a Arcanine's face after kicking it for bullying a child."

"Hey the thing was going to flamethrower a Growlithe for bumping into and getting dirt on its fur while none of the foundation people were really trying to do anything claiming they were busy. So I did something just it nearly got me killed as the big Pokemon was admittedly more focused on me who suddenly kicked its face then bit it just above the eye right after I kicked it."

"Your lucky that Harmony was around and beat the big brute down with her wings! She is a pretty experienced Skarmory that keeps the peace around the place you know right?"

"Haa yes I do as from what I know she gave me an ear full on my first day being allowed roam around when I was able to....."

This got a chuckle from the Banette as it shook its head slightly at the child before it while it thought for a bit on what to do since right now things are complicated and may cause some problems for everyone.