Lads. this is historic. When you are 80 years old, wrapped in a blanket and comfy in your rocking chair by an open fire, surrounded by your great-grandchildren; you can tell the spellbound youngsters about the time you saw Sir Suigining equal, then break his PSL loss streak with a clutch match against a sub with 10 minutes of prep time after a mess of a sub request.
The fire crackles as the children gasp in awe. Snow begins to fall outside the window and your tale comes to end, but the youngsters are thirsty for more 'Tell us about the time he climbed at the top of the ladder during Chinese hour!' one child begs. 'No, no! The legendary final vs BurntZebra!' implores another. The oldest boy pipes up 'Be quiet you two. Grandad tells those ones all the time. Go on, tell us the one you promised us last time - the clutch win vs Spartacu-...Grandad...G-Grandad?'.
The rocking chair creaks to a halt. A serene expression on your face and all of Suigin’s wins flash before your eyes in your final moments as the children embraces you. His one official win. The legendary parahax vs LKrenz. The aspear Dugtrio vs Arca. They know what is happening. They are scared, but calm.
The last thing you hear as you slide into the black warmth of death is the youngest boy - old beyond his years, and a Pokemon fanatic who spends every free moment outside grinding his comps waiting for dungeons to be released. 'Don't be sad. He lived a hell of a life. In the age of Suigin.