On Nov. 21, I took a seat at a table in a Caribou Coffee and started a new file in Pokémon Omega Ruby, prepared for a new, yet familiar adventure in 3D. Instead, I was overcome with the memory my nine-year-old self sitting down at my parents’ dining room table, eager to play Pokémon Ruby. In both games, a two-dimensional male greeted me and welcomed me to the world of Pokémon.