A death brings everyone back to Pallet down, and the people who suffer the most realize that they are not the ones who should.
- My my... Ash died. The grass was greener before I had read this story. Culminating was the moment I noticed the beautiful, poetic yet simple way you detailed the story, comrade.
Ash had a unique charm to him, even though he was rather cocky at times. I deeply respected him once I saw him on TV when I was 8, and I still respect him now.
Pff, listen to me! I sound like someone in my family had actually died...
Anyway, God bless you and Ash,
- A really interesting and well written story, and depressing as well. You might want to think twice about some of your word choice, though. A lot of the words you used for speech were pretty inappropriate for your tone or just inaccurate generally, which is a shame because the writing is otherwise very good and your characterization of Mewtwo intriguing.