Gods

Ash then thought of himself as one of the many gods that he had heard of Like Anubis, Rah or gods from games he played or even gods from the pokemon world, and the more he thought about being one the more he wanted it to become true.

As the notion of divinity took hold, Ash's mind began to wander, conjuring vivid images of himself wielding unimaginable power, his presence commanding awe and reverence from Pokémon and humans alike. He pictured himself standing atop a mountain, surveying his dominion. The more he envisioned this scenario, the more his heart swelled with excitement, and a subtle smile crept across his face, distorting the faint sleep lines on his cheeks. His eyelids, still heavy from slumber, fluttered open, revealing a gleam in his eyes that hinted at the thrill of possibility.

Ash then suddenly was summoned to his mindscape and when he looked around he smiled when he saw a god in front of him.

The god's presence was imposing, yet strangely familiar, as if Ash had seen him before in a dream or a forgotten memory. He stood tall, with piercing blue eyes that seemed to see right through Ash's thoughts. His skin was a radiant, sun-kissed gold, and his hair was a wild tangle of silver locks that cascaded down his back like a river of moonlight. He wore a simple white toga, draped elegantly over his powerful physique, and a laurel wreath rested upon his brow, casting a subtle, ethereal glow.

"Ash Ketchum I have heard you want to become a God, but which one specifically" the god in front of him said.

As the god's words hung in the air, Ash's eyes widened, and his gaze locked onto the deity's piercing blue eyes, as if searching for a hidden answer. The god's voice was like a gentle breeze on a summer day, yet it carried an undeniable weight that commanded attention. Ash's smile, still echoing from his earlier reverie, faltered for a moment before he regained his composure. He took a deep breath, and his eyes began to sparkle with a mix of excitement and trepidation as he considered the question.