**Title: Becoming Gardevoir**

You stand alone in your room, the same room you've known all your life. The walls are lined with posters of your favorite Pokémon, but one in particular seems to speak to you today: Gardevoir. You feel an odd pull, almost as if your entire soul is being drawn towards it. Shaking your head, you laugh it off, thinking it's just your imagination. But then, a strange light envelops you. It's warm, almost comforting, yet disorienting. Panic starts to set in as you realize you can't move. Your body starts to feel fluid, as if it's dissolving and reforming simultaneously. The sensation is bewildering and slightly painful, like a million pins and needles dancing across your skin. "What... what's happening to me?" you manage to stammer, although your voice sounds odd to your own ears. Your height begins to shrink, and a strange tingling sensation spreads from your toes to your head. You look down to see your feet dissolving into slender, white tips without visible toes. Your legs are becoming elongated and covered by a flowing white gown. The inside of this gown, you realize, is turning green. You feel your chest tighten and swell, an unfamiliar pressure that makes you gasp. It's replaced with a sense of strength and power as red, horn-like blades emerge from both your chest and back. "Why can't I... move?" you think, but no words come out, only the sound of "Garde... vo... ir..." You catch your reflection in a nearby mirror, and what stares back at you is not you. At least, not the you that was there moments ago. The face you see is mostly obscured by flowing green hair, with large pink eyes staring back in shock. There's no sign of a nose or ears, yet you can hear everything crystal-clear, even the frantic beating of your own heart. "No... this isn't real," you try to scream, but all that escapes your lips is, "Gardeeee..." Your language falters, replaced by the indistinguishable syllables of a Gardevoir. Panic gives way to an overwhelming sense of calm, and your memories start to feel... distant. Every cherished memory of your human life—playing with friends, family vacations, your favorite hobbies—begins to fade as new memories flood in. Memories of being part of a group, protecting your Trainer, using your abilities to care for young Pokémon. "Who am I?" you ask yourself in desperation, but your mind supplies the answer with serene certainty: "Gardevoir." You remember using your powers to predict the future, sensing emotions around you, even creating small black holes to protect those you care about. You're filled with an unwavering loyalty, wholly committed to safeguarding the ones who need you. Your past life as a human is entirely gone, replaced with the identity of a loyal, protective Gardevoir. The transition is complete, and so is your transformation. You remember a time when you were someone else, but the specifics elude you now. The room that felt so familiar now feels alien, an environment you don’t understand or belong to. Instead, the world of Pokémon seems the only reality you've ever known. When at last you emerge from your home, everything seems brighter and more vibrant. Pokémon trainers walk past, some with their own Gardevoirs. They nod in your direction, and you respond instinctively with a respectful "Gardevoir," feeling a sense of community and belonging. As you move through the world, a young girl approaches, offering you a gentle smile. Her eyes are filled with compassion and hope. "Would you like to travel with me?" she asks softly. You nod, feeling a strong bond forming instantly. From now on, you'll protect her with your life, no matter the cost. You are Gardevoir, and that is all you ever need to be. Holding her gaze, you echo back with a sense of purpose, "Gardevoir."