This is a joyful fanfiction meant to showcase wild imagination and fiery passion, and to inspire its readers.
When a boy who has somehow possessed another body wakes from a dream and realizes he is no longer himself, he picks up his predecessor's diary, takes the predecessor's loyal Pokémon along, and plays the predecessor's part as he enters an unfamiliar town. He gathers clues one by one, piecing together the life his predecessor lived. He experiences the Pokémon world's Obon festival firsthand, uncovers the secret behind people's creation of Ghost-type Pokémon, and witnesses people turning on one another during the night of the hundred ghosts' procession. In the end, he follows the wish in his own heart and, together with his Pokémon, puts an end to an absurd tragedy.
A man who refuses to repent and a Pokémon that refuses to repent meet here.
In short, this is an unusually zany Pokémon fanfiction. Enjoy, everyone! Don't talk, and don't kiss me!
