Chapter 1:The cloud The rift and the First customers.
In the middle of the sky — not Earth's sky, not any one world's sky, but the endless ether above all things — floated a colossal cloud. Resting at its center, like a god on break, was a man.
A man whose very aura, if felt by mortals, would crush their bodies into pulp in seconds.
This man was Jake. A being so powerful that only scattered legends dared whisper his name. The one who silenced the strongest gods. The one who shattered devils and monsters in every realm.
Nobody knew where he went after that.
But now... his eyes opened.
He rose to his feet, eyes crimson like dying stars, and turned toward two glowing presences.
"Arceus, Alphamon," he spoke, smiling faintly. "How many millions of years has it been since we left our last meditation?"
Golden eyes glinted. "Five million years," Arceus answered, his voice calm as creation. "Finally tired of enlightenment, old friend?"
Jake smirked. "Tired? I'm bored. And I've got a plan. My system granted me both of your eggs back in the day after some insane quests — especially yours, Arceus. And now, I've gathered enough power to give back. To help those whose destinies were ruined by manipulation, betrayal, and fate itself."
Alphamon raised a brow. "So? What now?"
"We open a shop."
Arceus blinked. "A shop?"
Jake nodded, grinning. "A Multiversal Destiny Shop. We'll open a rift in the void, and create a place where those with cursed fates can trade in luck and karma — and receive companions that change their lives. Arceus, you've created worlds. Help me give people the chance to rewrite theirs."
The god chuckled. "Heh. I love it. Let's do this."
Jake lifted a single hand. The air trembled. With a casual slash of space itself, he tore open a gaping rift.
All three stepped into the void.
It was vast, dark, ancient — like the forgotten silence between universes.
"Perfect," Jake said. "System — begin creation."
[System Notification: Confirmed. Constructing Multiversal Destiny Shop. Deploying dimensional doors to those in need. Activating Grand Anti-Evil Barrier.]
Before them rose a two-story building, elegant and impossible — engraved with Pokémon, Digimon, and sacred symbols from a thousand realities. A sanctuary carved from myth itself.
Jake stepped inside and smiled. The warm interior hummed with energy, like it wanted to help.
He walked behind the counter, folded his arms, and waited.
Elsewhere...
Konoha.
A blonde boy in an orange jumpsuit, hated and ignored, wandered the streets until he saw something strange: a door beside Ichiraku Ramen that hadn't been there before.
Privet Drive, 4.
A boy with round glasses and a lightning-shaped scar trudged into his cupboard under the stairs, only to find… a door. Where none had ever existed.
Both boys opened their doors — and stepped into the same room.