>you will never be born and raised in New Bark Town, Johto
>you will never be childhood friends with Lyra
>you will never experience 16 years of care-free life in your hometown
>you will never wake up to a glorious morning one day
>you will never choose your first Pokemon
>you will never set on an adventure
>you will never be interrupted by Lyra during your Pokemon training with your starter on Route 29
>you will never hear her shyly stutter, "H-hey Anon, d-do you want to have a Pokemon battle with me?" as she fidgets with her Pokeball whilst looking down at the ground
>you will never accept her battle
>you will never see her blushed face full of eagerness as she looks up
>you will never send out your starter onto the battlefield
>you will never hear her stammer across the field, "A-anon, l-let's make this battle interesting by having a bet, o-okay? The loser has to do a-a-anything the winner tells them to, okay?"
>you will never hastily and densely agree with her terms because of all the erotic shit going through your head on what stuff you would force her to do
>you will never see Lyra throw her Pokeball onto the field
>you will never see the Pokeball emit a blinding light
