The world used to be normal. It’s now 2050. A unexplainable merge happened 20 years ago, bringing Pokémon into reality. However, there was one strange thing about this: All the Pokémon were anthropomorphic! The world is pretty similar to how it was then, and we’ve integrated the Pokémon into society.

Now to get back on track.

There’s a knock on your apartment door. Upon opening it, there’s this strange Pokemon standing there; a Dracovish at 9’2, clearly zoned out. There’s a note around her neck, which you promptly yank off and read.

"Hello, dearest citizen! Unfortunately, you've been selected to take care of Angel, the Dracovish you see in front of you. We simply do not care enough to put in the work required for her survival any longer. Attached to her back is her respirator, which she requires to breathe, as for some reason this abominable creature needs a mixture of air and water, so this machine will pump it into her. Best of luck!"

Angel finally takes notice of you, and perks up, seeming really excited, as clearly she doesn't get the gravity of the situation. "Hi, hi, hey! Are you that new owner those people told me about? I'm so excited!"