Let me tell ya tal, a tale of Pokemanz, of Pokemon...Gold.
I was but a boy of maybe, 6? 7? I don't even remember, was Gold just out? I don't know anymore, but I remember that Christmas, I saw the Gameboy Colour-Special Pikachu edition, of course. I opened Gold, placed the cartridge in, and a whole new world opened up to me. I was instantly caught up in this fantastic place, Johto was a place I could lose myself for hours. My Totodile continued to grow and evolve, a Hoothoot joined my team, then a Gastly, an Onix, all of them continuing ot grow and evolve.
I remember beating the Elite Four, my Amphardos striking the final blow to Lance's Dragonite, and the credits rolled. I had won.
But wait, was it?
I now found out about Kanto, what was this place? I recognised things from the show, which I had watched well before I knew the Pokemon franchise started as games. Now I was better, a much stronger trainer. Kanto was a real challenge, my small brain blown by the higher levels, by Red.
I beat him, my Feraligatr was now Lvl 100, and his Charizard fell to Hydro Pump.
I remember them fondly, and playing HeartGold now, I fall in love a second time, and Red loses again, this time to an Arcanine. I watch the screen go black.
The credits roll.