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C hapter VII
Glasorden knocked on the door. "Come in," a voice called. He opened the door and went in.
Nothing less than the sight of Professor Oak greeted him.
"You don't look happy to see me at all," Professor Oak said. "That's a nice change from seeing all those people who are like, 'Oh, I wanted to see you all my life!' or 'I'm your biggest fan!' and then it seems like they're taking up the rest of the room."
"It's not that at all," Glasorden replied. "A few days ago, I would have been thrilled to meet you; however, things have not been going my way lately. I witnessed the death of my best friend and lost a chance to find out what love is like. I'd hate to meet the man who's excited after that."
"That is very true," the kind professor said, "but you must realize that you still have the most important love of all, and that is the love of your Pokémon."
"You're right, professor," Glasorden said. Unfortunately, however, Professor Oak happened to be watching TV, and the TV showed a couple embracing each other after the man returned from a long journey. Upon seeing this episode of utter happiness, Glasorden sobbed uncontrollably. He would never have that in his life.
"It is painful, but in time, you will put it all behind you," Professor Oak said. "Frankly, I have to have a business meeting. Hopefully, you will benefit from my advice, but until then, best of luck to you."
Glasorden left the professor's one-bedroom house after exchanging goodbyes and walked over to a nearby bridge, where he watched his reflection in the river and thought about Farlig Town again. When he still lived there, he was happy. He imagined coming home and being greeted by his parents and Julia after a long journey. He imagined feasting on delicious food and watching Machop's silly antics. It would be a scene of great joy.
Instead, he was here. He was in a place where even the luckiest person did not leave happy. He thought he saw a tear fall into the water as he stared at his reflection, which stared back with the same sad expression. He splashed the water in disgust. One of the nearby fishermen was slightly annoyed by the small chance of a big catch being driven away by the splashing.
Glasorden suddenly realized something. He figured out the perfect way to end his pain.
He walked toward Mt. Coronet in the distance. As he looked up, he dreaded the long climb. He climbed anyway. "Having no life at all is much better than having a life as bad as mine," he said to himself as he climbed the sky-piercing mountain. Although it was difficult, Glasorden reached the top. He looked down. The drop was long.
Piloswine watched helplessly as Glasorden stood near the edge. After a deep breath, he jumped right off the side of the mountain. No one ever saw the Ice-type Trainer again.
That would be true if it weren't for the fact that a Staravia who happened to be flying around the mountain broke his fall.
The kind Staravia returned Glasorden to the Eterna City Pokémon Center. Unbeknownst to him, Piloswine asked Staravia to save his Trainer. As he descended, he thought about Professor Oak's words again and remembered that he should be there for his own Pokémon. He checked his Pokétch. It was getting late, so Glasorden needed to find some lodging. He went to a local restaurant for dinner. As he sat in the dining area, he was reminded of sitting in the dining room of the ill-fated cruise ship that was now lying at the bottom of the sea. After a little while, the waiter came to his table.
"What will you be having tonight, sir?" the waiter asked.
"I would like a black-eye burger and a rice cake," Glasorden answered, "with some Soda Pop to drink."
"Could I interest you in the Chef Salad?" the waiter responded. "It's the daily special."
"No thank you," Glasorden said. "I'm allergic to tomatoes." Of course, that wasn't the real reason, but the waiter decided not to push the issue. He walked back to the kitchen only to return several minutes later with Glasorden's order and a hearty "Bon appetit!" Glasorden ate his dinner slowly. He wondered what Peter would think if he ever got out of this whole mess. He felt confident that Peter and the four men from his tavern would remain his friends through thick and thin. Glasorden ordered cake and ice cream for dessert. They were both made using Moomoo Milk from the Johto region and, therefore, were very good. After eating his dessert, he left a tip, paid the ticket, and left to find a place to stay for the night.
Glasorden reserved a room at the Eterna Grand Hotel. As he tried to get some sleep, he thrashed about in his despair. His feelings for the two women who ruined his life clung to him like a Mawile clinging to its prey. "I can't stand the pain!" he yelled. After a while of that, he went to sleep.
A Gastly crept into Glasorden's room, where he tossed and turned in his sleep, and floated to the center of the room. As Piloswine watched from a corner, the form of Julia materialized in the room and looked at the restless Glasorden. "My friend, it is a shame that I can no longer spend time with you as I did in life. It is my wish that the winds of fate will blow at your back and you will overcome all challenges." Julia bent down and kissed Glasorden on the cheek. His tossing began to slow as Gastly reappeared and floated back into the darkness.
Chapter VIII
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