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When you are 80 years old, wrapped in a blanket and comfy in your rocking chair by an open fire, surrounded by your great-grandchildren, you can tell the spellbound youngsters about the time you saw Ash master the bond phenomenon with his Mega Lucario, who went on to win many fights for him.
The fire crackles as the children gasp in awe. Snow begins to fall outside the window and your tale comes to end, but the youngsters are thirsty for more. "Tell us about the time he was even stronger than Steven and his Mega Metagross, Grandpapa!" one child begs. "No, no! The time Ash fought with the Sinnoh Champion, Cynthia!" implores another. The oldest boy pipes up, "Be quiet, you two. Grandad tells those ones all the time. Go on, tell us the one you promised us last time - the Masters 8 League Victory...Grandad...G-Grandad?"
The rocking chair creaks to a halt, a serene expression on your face. The final fight between Pikachu and Charizard flashes before your eyes in your final moments as the children embrace you. The reserves appearing to help Pikachu. The final Thunderbolt that defeated Leon. They know what is happening. They are scared, but calm.
The last thing you hear as you slide into the black warmth of death is the youngest boy - old beyond his years, an Ash fanatic. "Don't be sad. He lived a hell of a life. In the age of Journeys."
