Ash is the embodiment of everything sacred about childhood: wonder, perseverance, and boundless curiosity. Hating him is something only a heart closed off from innocence could manage. He’s a boy whose dream burns so brightly it lights the path of everyone who’s ever played a Pokemon game, watched the anime, or imagined setting off on a journey of their own.
Ash is not just a character. He is an event. A feeling. A living dream stitched into the very fabric of childhood any modern attempt to replicate what Ash stands for is impossible and end in failure