Took a minute to gather my thoughts a bit and really absorb in the aura that Ash’s story is finally over. I’ve spent the last 16 years waking up early mornings to watch the Japanese version of the Pokémon anime almost every week and for that to come to an end is a pretty surreal feeling. My body has literally adjusted to waking up at a certain time to prepare myself for the episodes, which is just a strange personal connection I have with my watching experience.
In any case, we’ve reached the end I can’t describe how incredibly disappointed I am at how hollow it all feels. Everyone knows I’m a big critic of leak culture, especially when it comes to the anime, so to have Ash’s final chapter be spoiled for me multiple times during these past couple months has been a very discouraging experience. A reunion that I thought was impossible was just casually thrown out and really took away from the wow factor when the episode finally aired. A special “outfit change” that had a deep meaning in accordance to Ash’s story was put out in the air and heavily downplayed, as if it was so insignificant. These outside factors really affected my enjoyment of the episode, and what should’ve been a special moment was spent with a bitter feeling in the back of my head, constantly wondering how emotional I’d feel if I got to experience everything for myself. Watching JN132 I felt like a kid again, I was so enthralled with the experience that I was yelling “LETS GO” at 4 in the morning. I wish I could’ve had a similar experience with this episode.
In any case, I can’t deny that I still loved the episode for all it offered, and as a conclusion of Ash and Pikachu’s story I can greatly accept it. Once again, the somber tone was much appreciated, and despite everything I still managed to shed a tear as I saw the final frame of Ash and Pikachu as Type: Wild kicked in. I’m satisfied and grateful to have lived long enough to watch this episode. Thanks for the memories, Ash and Pikachu.