Pokémon: Dreams Come True Starting in Sinnoh

"Can't you touch anything right now?"

Xiao Zhi wasn't surprised by the old man's current condition; he simply asked this question.

"Well, sometimes it works, sometimes it doesn't... That strange feeling hasn't come yet, so I can't touch anything."

The old man simply smiled calmly, showing no sadness or distress over the fact.

Ash looked around but saw no trace of anything, so he had no choice but to speak up:

"Should we continue to hide?"

The old man had long since passed away. Although ghosts exist in the world, at least the way the old man existed was unlike the ghosts I had encountered during my travels.

The ghost has no physical form, but the old man could touch things before.

The old woman is blind, but she used to be able to see them.

The old woman has amnesia and can't remember anything from her past, so she has no reason to stay here.

Something is helping her, and something is limiting her. Although it's well-intentioned, is this good intention really good for the elderly?

"There's no need to hide anymore, 'Mr. Ghost' in the diary, do you know what you're doing right now?"

Xiao Zhi's tone became unusually serious. Then, a gust of cold wind swept by, and under the eerie blue firelight, a shadow finally appeared in the basement.

It was smaller than any of the individuals Ash had ever seen. It was hunched over like an old man, and beneath its skull-like mask, crimson light seemed to burst forth from its pupils.

"Night Patrol Spirit".

Ash called out Mr. Ghost's name.

The old woman was simply puzzled, after all, she could see nothing and remembered nothing.

Even when Ash called out the name Ghost, the old man only vaguely felt that it was somewhat familiar.

"You're the one who left her soul in this world, aren't you?"

"..."

The Night Watcher did not answer, but its attitude spoke volumes.

Why did you do this...?

After reading the diary, Xiao Zhi had already guessed a lot of things, but there were still some things he needed to ask.

The Night Watcher glanced at the old man, then floated to Ash's side. After a wisp of black mist dissipated, Ash arrived in another dimension, where he witnessed the scene from years ago—

Night Watchman was taken in and rescued by the old woman and her husband, and his lifeless heart gradually returned to normal.

It wanted to repay the kindness, but the old man's family had nothing it wanted, leaving it confused and lost.

After a prank, it accidentally discovered that they had bright smiles on their faces that they had never seen before. Perhaps this was their way of repaying the favor?

The elderly woman and her husband decided to turn the Mori Mansion into a world-famous haunted house, which is their wish.

The Night Patrol Spirit doesn't understand these things, but since this is their wish, it has an obligation to help them fulfill it... after all, this is all it can do.

Later, the male owner passed away, and smiles became a rare sight on their faces... The female owner was depressed every day, and the Night Watcher's mood also became less cheerful. It could only numb itself by playing pranks and force itself to work hard by constantly recalling their wishes.

Finally, she went blind; she could no longer see herself.

Her memory also deteriorated until eventually she could no longer remember herself.

Its touch terrifies her, so it never reappears.

Aside from helping prepare simple tree fruits and food every day, it can do nothing else.

No guests visited the hotel anymore because she had lost her ability to work.

Kind travelers offered to take her away, but she refused, saying she had no memory of the place but didn't want to leave.

Without passengers, it could no longer play pranks, and could only stay by her side and take care of her every day.

And one day, even she left... leaving it all alone.

It wept and grieved, refusing to accept this fact... so it tried to leave the old man's soul behind.

Since the soul has no physical form, it becomes her body, allowing her to touch everything around her.

Since she was blind, it used its illusions to act as her eyes, enabling her to see the world.

Despite having done everything it could, it still felt pain and regret, wishing it could have been stronger...if only it could have done all that while she was still alive.

But this is impossible, because everything it can do depends on the soul as a medium. It cannot enter the bodies of living people, nor can it see the world in their place.

.......

The old man's soul had no memory, only a few vague impressions from his previous life.

The Night Watcher did not appear before the old man, because if it left his body, he would still lose his sight and be unable to see it.

And even if it really did appear, the old man would only be afraid.

It is not human, but rather something that humans fear.

But it cannot let go of its memories. Although the old man's memories have faded, its memories are deeply etched in its mind and heart. As time passes, these memories will not be worn away.

This is its privilege as a Ghost-type Pokémon, but also its curse as a sentient being.

In this way, it seems to act as a ferryman between the old woman's life and death, constantly urging and helping her to fulfill the dreams she had not been able to complete in her lifetime.

However, a thousand years have passed, and countless tourists have come and gone, but this mansion has not become the haunted house that people talk about.

But that's to be expected, isn't it? After all, the old woman and her husband never intended to do that in the first place. Every time they scared someone, they would have the Night Patrol Spirit hypnotize the passersby, making them fall into a deep sleep and think of it all as a dream.

The old man understood the consequences of their actions, but the Night Watcher did not... or rather, it did not want to understand.

If it understands, if it acknowledges...

What, then, is the purpose of all that it has done?

What has been the result of a thousand years of effort?

An impossible goal is like a carrot hanging high on a stick, tempting a horse to keep running forward. It is merely a motivation or a hope that is right in front of you.

"So she didn't tell you, and you didn't know either, right?"

"..."

The Night Watcher appeared, and after hearing Ash's words, it raised its head slightly, somewhat puzzled.

.......

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