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Ash Ketchum wandered through the forest, his sneakers crunching against the leaves. The sunlight filtered through the trees, casting a warm glow. Suddenly, something unusual caught his eye—a brilliant orange flower nestled at the base of an old oak tree. "What is that?" He murmured, stepping closer. Its petals shimmered like liquid fire, pulsing faintly as if alive. As Ash reached out to examine it, the flower suddenly quivered and released a burst of orange ink, splattering all over him. "Whoa!" Ash yelped, stumbling back. The ink dripped from his face, arms, and clothes before it began to seep into his skin and soak into the fabric of his outfit. "Ugh, what is this stuff?!" He exclaimed, frantically trying to wipe it off. But instead of coming off, the ink seemed to be absorbed into his body. A strange sensation surged through him. "What's… happening to me?" He stammered as he felt his body begin to shift. His height began to shrink, his once 4'7" frame quickly dwindling to 1'65".