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"I couldn't understand it. I couldn't believe there were Pokémon that liked people.
Because, up until that moment, I'd never known a Pokémon like that. The longer my journey continued, the more unsure I became. All I kept meeting were Pokémon
and people who communicated with one another and helped one another. That was why I needed to confirm my beliefs by battling with you. I wanted to confront you
hero-to-hero. I needed that more than anything." Insert your narcissistic description of yourself here.
Tell me everything that happened,
Tell me everything you saw.
They had lights inside their eyes...
Did you see the closing window,
Did you hear the slamming door?
They moved forward and my heart died...
Please, please tell me what they looked like,
Did they seem afraid of you?
They were kids that I once knew...