>>22980920I rushed to amend what I've done to Master. The memories were so vivid it was like my mind was projecting that same image on my eyes.
I still felt cold, even with the scarf. He saw that, took out his jacket and covered me with it. When I felt how he was sacrificing himself for me, I knew this was for real. I noticed he was happy to give this poor, starving Ralts a new home, no matter its nature or IVs. He took me inside of his bag, putting aside almost all the things he was carrying. As my head was outside the bag I saw all the path he was leaving behind. I never felt this sensation of... how can I describe it? Peace? Tenderness?
Then I remember that it was ME that wanted him to be into Pokemon battles. I wanted to thank him somehow... I wanted him to be proud of me, so he made me train hard. I gave all I could. I overcame my fear of Pokeballs and evolved for this end.
I deepfully regret how I could think so shallowly, and see only the negative things where there are a lot of things I should be feel fortunate for.
The Pokeball with him was there. I could see in its reflection my face with some tears on.
