Consider the following.

Pokeymon is real. You have beaten the league Champion, and have claimed your place as one of the most elite trainers in whichever region you choose to hail from.

Fast forward 60 years. You are living on the outskirts of your region. You are a legend that many generations will remember for years to come. Sadly, all of your Pokemon have passed away except for your Pokebro, which looks as frail as you.

You both are watching the sunset from the top of a clearing near your hut, recollecting past memories.

Suddenly, this music plays:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=n_ZBI3Xf0eU

 

I smiled sadly.

 

:( I get all Sad

 

Honestly, I'd just wonder where the heck the music was coming from.

 

I'm wondering why I live in a hut.
Surely a legend would at least have a decent two bedroom house.

 

This is so beautiful. I really want to learn this now. SO many musics I want to learn!!!

 

I pick up my Pokebro, I stare at it in its teary eyes, and then I snap its neck and suck its blood cause Im a vampire.

 

-totally read the title in Bill Nye the Science Guy's voice-

Now if you'll excuse me, I seem to be out of Kleenex, and need to report a water main break. ;_;

 

I'd take a look at my pokebro, then look out to the sunset.... When someone next sees me, me and my pokebro would've died peacefully with smiles on our faces knowing that we had a great journey.

But seriously, that song made me go into nostalgia mode so bad.

 

I would stare at the sunset with a sad nostalgia and feel childhood once more.