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Ash didn’t hate the world for what it did to him.
He wasn’t bitter to it like Ray.
He wasn’t completely fearful of it like Lilac and Zinc were for the longest time.
And still are…
He didn’t look at in disappointment like Lyra did.
Sure the world had hurt him and he had more than his share of problems, but he couldn’t bring himself to hate the world.
It was beautiful
And he would protect that beauty so others could continue to see it
For his friends
For his family
For his Pokémon
For Pikachu
For himself
