>>11816526404'd while I was asleep. I will continue it from its stopping point as soon as this concludes.>>11816525You say very little, only speaking when absolutely necessary, but apparently everyone seemed to adore you as you become more and more famous, defeating each gym too and fro, making such a difficult journey seem like a piece of cake.
In the years, you accumulated a reliable team featuring the three final evolved forms of the Kanto starters, Pikachu, Lapras, and Snorlax, with an Espeon hiding in reserve for good measure. Ah yes, life was good back then, when you had friends, family, and people to rely on.
Then...
Something happened. Your friends starting becoming distant to you, you started to stop writing to your mother, yet people still kept idolizing you. Even after you defeated your own best friend in the most ultimate battle you've ever fought, something was missing.
He doesn't really talk to you anymore, you figure it's because his grandfather pays more attention to you than him.
Everything just got to a point where you couldn't take it anymore, and like a coward, you left under the excuse that you were "training" to anyone that found out. You fled to the nearby Johto region with hopes that no Kanto folk would follow, atop the treacherous Mt. Silver to train for an eternity and ventilate your silent dilemmas.
To this day, you remain there in your snowy prison, frequently receiving mundane challenges from those that oppose you.
