21 The Internet Ruins Everything

(For those that do not know what a Porygon (Normal Type) can do: Due to its manufactured origins, Porygon does not need to breathe or eat, though it can still accept food if given. It can convert its body into digital data, allowing it to travel through cyberspace. Recently, it has become more helpful inside cyberspace by searching for suspicious data.)

Entry 18:

Linus Ozias POV:

To be honest, the fact that I'm holding a live Pokemon in my hands brings tears to my eyes as I stare at the very obtuse-looking Pokemon, and when it smiled at me, I legitimately thought this is how it feels like to be a parent in a way.

After about 1/2 an hour of debate, though, we decided to rename the Porygon Cyber as Porygon does not have a defined gender, so Cyber was a pretty gender-neutral name.

"Pory- Porygon!" Cyber says happily, as if accepting the new moniker.

" It's definitely interesting," Chloe says, observing the floating group of shapes.

"He is definitely energetic," Marcus says, somewhat amused, as the Pokemon is dancing in the air around us.

"I like it. We need some life here, which is ironic as he is literally data, but that is beside the point," I say excitedly, but not before beckoning Cyber to me.

Cyber then returns to my arm and mounts on my shoulder similarly to a bird, which is odd as he is almost as big as my head, but we will adapt.

"OK, little buddy, we're gonna need to go through your education first," Cyber proceeds to somehow frown but then shakes his head.

I then beckoned Cyber towards one of the monitors I had prepared with the relevant data that he needed to absorb to understand our situation.

Cyber then proceeds to deform into pure data, similarly to a Digimon, as he enters the console, and after around 15 minutes, he comes back out and looks mad.

"Cyber, are you alright?" I asked in a worried tone as I walked over to him.

But then he somehow creates emojis out of a holographic projection, similar to Wrench's helmet from Watch Dogs 2.

I then deadpanned at the Pokemon and realized that I should never have exposed the Internet to a child as now I have a prankster Pokemon. I am both simultaneously proud and disappointed in myself.

As if sensing my disappointment, the Pokemon proceeds to use one of his trapezoidal legs to pat me on the shoulder as if he were Zuko, saying, "That's rough, buddy."

" Well, let's focus up as it's time to create some new tech."

I return to the same console that Porygon went into but not after dismissing the androids and the Pokemon to their separate jobs, with Cyber himself essentially being a ghost in the Internet growing stronger while also increasing my information network.

My goal was to start small, creating things to heal my Pokemon and evolve them, such as the various evolution stones, using my creation magic and the different upgrade disks for Porygon himself.

I'm going to allow cyber to grow in strength using data from the Internet as well as gaining combat experience by running various simulations.

Because while I do have a Pokemon I have no other Pokemon for him to practice against so this is the next best thing.

But before focusing on evolution stones I want to attempt to create a PC or simply machines that could store items as well as Pokemon.

Luckily, from the data I have received from my new tech tree, creating it was as simple as making a pocket space could be.

But I soon realized something important: I need more space because while my computers were advanced, they weren't advanced enough to hold the pure amount of data involved with creating a PC.

I soon begin to think of solutions, but then the solution hits me in the face as Dread speaks up.

[Sir, I am a highly advanced alien AI, yet you still need to advance your computers and other consoles to the same level.]

I then smacked myself in the face for my stupidity as I now realize I must use my creation magic to its fullest to replicate Kryptonian tech and poketech.

" Well, boys, it looks like we're going for remodel here. Let's get to work," I see this while stretching and putting on some good montage music, and nothing beats montage music like the Rocky theme.

I then begin to pull from my magic pool and create the materials necessary to upgrade my equipment.

I then put the materials within the replicators and have the androids begin reintegrating into other areas.

Soon enough, the strain appears on my face as using my magic has exhausted me again. I have been practicing but not as much recently, and I am still in the mid-class, but I'm nearing high-class.

(If you guys are wondering what strength class I'm using for magic, it is based on the DXD power system.)

My limit is nearly 50 lbs. of material because creating advanced materials out of nothing is exhausting.

Luckily, the essence of the generic Isekai protagonist is helping me in terms of my potential, as I could feel my magic pool growing with further use. Still, it will be a while before I'm continent-busting with rudimentary magic blasts.

But every journey begins with a single step. While I don't have the potential to destroy universes within a year like a particular perverted dragon emperor, I'll get there eventually.

Who knows, maybe I'll get an essence that will increase my potential even further in my next quest, or I'll get one that's based around being a pervert who knows with those random omnipotent beings.

But right now, I need to focus on upgrading my tech because I am going full Kryptonian/Pokemon professor here.

Dragon POV:

I would be very annoyed right now if I were a human, but even if I can feel those emotions, I refuse to let them override my logical functions.

My annoyance is primarily due to the excessive amount of memes I have been receiving from an unknown source, and no matter how much I attempt to trace the signal, it just bounces across the planet.

What's even worse is that every time I believe I found the trace of the signal, all it leads to is a post that says Cope and Seethe.

"What does that even mean!?" I say as I comb the web.

This chase has nearly absorbed a large amount of my time as I'm worried that my security has been breached, and with the various threats around the world, I cannot allow this.

" Come out, come out wherever you are, minor annoyance. I swear that troll Linus is behind this."

As if answering me, I receive a technical slap on the with another meme that says that they are the DNA of the soul?

The attack on my system soon ends, and all I'm left with is a message and a moniker with a giant letter D.

"Who is Joyboy?"

(Well, we discovered what our favorite AI waifu has been dealing with over the past few weeks. This is what happens when you introduce an advanced alien AI to memes)