I recommend listening to the song as you read.

     Ghast Seishin is a smart young boy. Who's just turned turn 7 years old and wants to be able to leave his hometown of Spitrias Town and go on a Pokémon journey. He has short, spiky purple hair, kind but slightly unnerving crimson eyes that most avoid, a creepy grin that scares those around him when he laughs, and slightly tanned skin. His usual outfit consists of a black tee with a purple stripe around the middle, blue jeans, and red running shoes.

     His town is famous for many ghost types that come out to pull pranks at night, and while many head inside at dusk, he loves the ghost pokémon around him. He finds them cool and hilarious, but his favorite is a Ghastly that follows him around constantly, Ghast is smart but antisocial, usually only hanging around the pokémon he's befriended, especially the Ghastly, whom he calls Shade. They've been around each other for about a year now, ever since Ghast was 6 years old. On the night of Ghast's 7th birthday, he asked Shade something. "Hey Shade, when I get older and become a pokémon trainer, will you be my partner and travel with me?" He asked. Shade stared at him for a second, then broke into a wide grin and nodded vigorously to show his affirmation. "Yay!" Ghast exclaimed, jumping out of his bed and hugging the gas pokémon, him being the only one Shade has ever allowed to physically, touch him. "I can't wait! We'll be the best team there ever was!" He exclaimed happily. "Ghast, ghastly!" Shade said in affirmation, bouncing through the air with his future trainer.

     Little did they know Ghast's mother, a polar opposite of her son with her long blonde hair and kind, bright blue eyes. 'Oh, how will I be able to tell him the truth, CAN I ever tell him the truth?' She thought as she sat the kitchen table downstairs, gripping her mug tightly between her hands. Thinking about the father Ghast has never met.