Ash Ketchum (サトシ) (10_year_old_kid) wrote,
Ash Ketchum (サトシ)
10_year_old_kid

045 - Perhaps I'll speak out in an unusually serious tone...

[Today, Ash Ketchum picks up the phone and speaks to the people of Mayfield.]

I left Pallet Town when I was ten years old, I had the grand ambitions to become a Pokémon Master. ... I still dream of becoming one someday, I didn't realise exactly how long it'd take though. Sometimes it feels like I've been doing this over 14 years...

I've achieved a lot along the way... I've trained dozens of Pokémon, won hundreds of battles, I've saved the world more times than I could count. ... The only challenge I haven't overcome other than the ones yet to come is the one of trying to beat this town.

Sometimes I wonder as to whether devoting my life so much to training has distorted my world view... I push forward, never looking back. By the time I'd got my third badge, I'd already forgotten completely about being interested in girls. I've promised so many people that we'd meet again someday... We never did. I died in Lavender Town one time... My desire to be a master was so strong that I literally just came back to the world of the living.

It always seemed so natural, the world was filled with Pokémon. What else is there to do than go out, befriend them all, train really hard and become a master? I never imagined a life without Pokémon there beside me. But here in Mayfield... so many of you... you hadn't even heard of Pokémon before, let alone have any. Is it even possible? A life without Pokémon? Have I been mistaken in devoting my life to them? ... I did my best, I have no regrets. But to think that another way was even possible... It's still hard to accept.

What is the truth? I suppose the truth can be subjective... It warps and changes depending on your ideals. It's hard to find anything that's just plain black and white... This place, Mayfield... It's probably changed me more than I'd like to admit... It was so much easier when I could go where I liked, do what I liked and simply move on, leaving behind whatever didn't come along. Maybe I should have looked back once in a while...

I wonder what it is that separates dreams from reality? Some may say that a dream is merely an illusion within one's mind, but I've seen illusions... I've seen them become real... My mom was kidnapped by an illusion once, then she was brainwashed to act as the mother for a little girl before I went in to rescue her from a world where the kidnapper was effectively god...

... When I put it like that, it sounds disturbingly similar to the case with Jane Smith... I wonder if she had a real family where she came from? I suppose it's too late to find out now...

Lucy Smith... She's different to Molly Hale. Different to Sabrina too. She isn't going to let us go just because we give her a friend or ask her to face reality, is she? I guess our best bet is to keep pushing until her power is completely out of control... But then, that'd make things more dangerous than ever. It'd be an all or nothing bet. I guess that's too big a risk to take...

... Ah, if only things could become simple again.

I'm not really sure what possessed me to say all that...
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