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Imagine going on a Pokemon adventure as a young, wide-eyed and pink-cheeked lad, catching a shy, sweet little Ralts somewhere along the line, and growing closer and closer to her as you travel the world and conquer leagues. When she first evolves into a Kirlia, you start to notice a funny feeling in the pit of your stomach. You don't fully understand it, but it's a nice feeling. Eventually, that Kirlia evolves into a Gardevoir--lithe, angelic, breathtakingly beautiful--and all your confusion vanishes. You now understand the funny feeling acutely: it's love. You and your Gardevoir know each other intimately. You've spent years and years together. You've laughed together and cried together. You've held each other and caressed each other. She's everything you've ever wanted. You finally confess to her on a cool, calm night, under a canopy of countless stars. She looks absolutely divine in the pale moonlight. When she tells you how long she's been yearning to hear those words, how much she absolutely adores you too, you feel a sense of happiness and fulfillment that mere words can't possibly describe. God is in his heaven, and all is right with the world.
