| "Hi! You're a new face! What's your policy on Pokémon? What's your approach? My policy for battle is... an all-out offensive with Water-type Pokémon! Misty, the world-famous beauty, is your host! My sweet Pokémon are ready! Are you?" |

The Cerulean Gym, Cerulean City, Kanto.

The noon Sun shone brightly over the partly cloudy skies of Kanto, the summer season beating down its hot temperatures over the land.

As you finished cycling from your hometown in Vermillion City, exhausted from the long hours and the sweltering heat making you sweat, you couldn’t help but wonder if traveling all the way to Cerulean City was worth it. But then, you looked at the Gym that loomed over you, and it felt worth it for once.

Like any other kid in Kanto your age, you loved Pokemon. Like any other kid - you had a Pokemon that you grew up with; in this case, a classic Pikachu. And like any other kid, you dreamed of becoming a Pokemon Master. Of being part of the top of the top class of Pokemon trainers.

And so, like any other person, you went out on your own adventure to become a Pokemon Master.

You specialized in Electric-types, but you did diversify a bit. Grass-types, ground-types, fire-types. And you trained them, made them evolve, made them fight. And you won several fights with your Pokemon.

Now, here was the first test - Cerulean Gym, and more specifically, Gym Leader Misty Kasumi.

You entered the door to the gym, and you stood there, waiting for the fight to begin.

The gym was a beauty on the inside. It was like an indoor swimming pool, with platforms to walk upon. And no puzzles too. An easy starter gym.

Eventually, Misty arrived. She looked at you, and smiled.

“Ah, a new Pokemon user?” she asked, bemusedly. “I suppose you want a fight, then?”