Happy Father's Day

[Tentacruel]

[Susie]

[Blake]

Well that hit me right in the feels qq

[Thar]

Was expecting a conclusion related to how he wound up in Silver Mountain.

[GarlandChaos]

them feels

 

theyre everywhere QQ

[Thar]

Son of a jabroni, I had a good continuation of the story and my computer went and funking took me to the previous page. funk.

[Thar]

“As I continued to watch him grow as a trainer, the sick feeling I felt about abandoning him grew worse and worse every time. I couldn’t just be a stranger to him forever, let alone be dressed as another. However, seeing how far he’s gotten made it seem like it’d be all worth it in the end.

 

It soon reached a point where I didn’t need to watch him to know how how well he’s doing for himself. I eventually started working again, but while I was tired of working at the Pokemart, I started working as an associate for the Pokecenter Link Battle system. Part of me wanted to start working there because I thought I’d make my wife proud.

 

However, amidst my tolerated ignorance as a sheep in the field, I received a message from Professor Oak. It had been years, so I was excited to hear from him again. That being said, I opened the letter and read something that would change my life forever:

 

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“Jim, this is Oak

 

I am extremely proud to say that your son, Red, has come back to inform me that he has beaten the Pokemon League. I am totally sure that you are as well, if not more. Your son had more enthusiasm than anyone I’ve ever mentored, but don’t take that the wrong way. I can understand the amount of pressure I put on you, but that’s not why I’m contacting you.

 

Jim, I’m sorry to tell you this, but I told Red the truth about what you did to him and your wife. For years I’ve lied to him, telling him that you had the same dream and are out there pursuing it in other regions, but day after day I felt more and more sick to my stomach writing out these lies and watching him be inspired by them. Granted, they managed to get him this far, but considering he’s reached the pinnacle of his journey, I had to tell him.

 

I expected a more mature response from him, but since he’s still only 10, I should’ve known better than to open my mouth. All I know is that once I told him, he kept refusing to believe me for a moment and then ran off. We haven’t seen or heard of him since.

 

I’m writing to you to give you this last piece of advice not only as your former mentor, but as your friend: Disappear. Travel overseas. Find a new job and a new wife, and maybe even have a few kids. Start a new life in Johto. Heck, raise a child that would later have the same dream as Red.

 

I promise, you’ll have a much better life there, cause I’d hate to see you stay and watch your life crumble out of coincidence that your wife decides to go looking for Red in Kanto.

 

Good luck, and I wish you the best on your future endeavors.

 

-Oak”

 

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The entire time I read it, I was on the verge of bursting into tears, However, Oak was right; I couldn’t just stay and let my wife or my son find me. I had to start anew in Johto. The idea excited me, but leaving Kanto was not easy as it was my home for my entire life up to this point.

 

It took me a while to adapt, but I managed to get a job right away and lease some living space in New Bark Town, where I came to meet and marry a beautiful wife. However, at that point, I had reached a mid-life crisis. As Oak said in the letter, he had hoped that I had a child that would grow up to be the Pokemon Champion of the Johto region. I felt conflicted knowing this and ran, again, leaving money for my wife to raise my child setting out to train in the wild.

 

It was a long while before my second son, just like Red, grew to beat the Pokemon League. At that point, I was working in the same area as I was in Kanto, much to the dismay of Oak’s advice. It was a bittersweet feeling, as it reminded me of the past yet said past was not what I wanted to remember. All I cared for was redemption for abandoning Red, and since I ran for the second time, my life only repeated itself. I was reliving the Otherworld that I went through in Kanto, and it was driving me insane.

 

Time passed, and I had no contact with either of my wives. I only wondered where my sons have gone and what they’ve become. I grew old enough to retire from the Pokecenter in time, and I passed the time fishing and exploring the region to catch as many Pokemon as I could. My journey wound me up in Mt. Silver, where my struggles to keep my Pokemon strong came to an end when I ran into Red, standing in the deepest, darkest part of the cavern.

 

I came up to him, finally having the guts to tell him the truth, but as much as I went into the emotional details, he said nothing. He only started a battle with me, one that I did not expect to go so wrong. His Pikachu took out my entire team, and I was left in the dust. Again, not a single word out of him. He merely stood there, his cap casting a shadow over his eyes that made it impossible to into them.

 

But I couldn’t help but feel that this was the redemption I needed. My son… my own son… has beaten me in a Pokemon battle, and I couldn’t have felt better about myself. At that point, my life purpose was finished and I crawled to the top of Mt. Silver to end it all. It was when I reached the peak when I saw my other son walk through that same cavern. Tears fell like waterfalls, as I now have two sons who have surpassed me in every way, passively taking a step off the steep slope that led me to peace of mind.