With Giratina erging from the Reverse World and the black ga Rayquaza taking position, three colossal dragons surrounded Dialga from different angles.
Their gazes locked onto it.
The pressure was suffocating.
Dialga nearly cracked on the spot.
"Wait—what is going on?"
"Where did all these Legendaries co from?"
"And why are they all staring at ?!"
"I just like a little gossip! Is that worth getting jumped by half the pantheon?!"
Giratina roared imdiately.
"You blabbermouth! If you leak my plans, I'm finished! If I don't beat you up, who will?!"
Dialga, of course, knew exactly what plan that referred to.
Giratina had spent ages in the Reverse World shouting about taking revenge on Arceus.
Dialga had heard it all.
Every dramatic declaration.
Every brooding monologue.
Which was precisely why Giratina always attacked first.
It feared Dialga might one day rewind ti and casually ntion it to Arceus.
As for Palkia?
Its "secret" was less destructive, more embarrassing.
It loved showing off its spatial authority in other dinsions, basking in awe and praise—
Yet acted dignified and aloof in the main world.
A bit… two-faced.
Given all that, Dialga knowing too much and getting beaten up frequently wasn't surprising.
But Rayquaza?
Two of them?
Dialga had never even t these two.
Why were they here to beat it too?
It felt personally attacked.
Aiden suddenly appeared at the very center of the five dragons, as if he were the true sovereign of the battlefield.
"Dialga."
"I want to capture you."
"You can choose one—ga Rayquaza, the black ga Rayquaza, or Giratina."
"If you win, you leave."
"If you lose… beco my Pokémon."
—
Below, at Mt. Coronet, the gathered Champions and Elite trainers watched in stunned silence.
They had already been shaken by Rayquaza's dominance.
But when Giratina appeared—and obediently followed Aiden's command—
A terrifying possibility ford in their minds.
Did he… just co back from the Reverse World?
And capture Giratina?
The thought sent chills through everyone present.
Giratina was Sinnoh's most violent ancient deity aside from Arceus.
If Aiden had truly subdued it…
Then what exactly was his limit?
Lorelei's gaze toward Aiden grew even more curious.
This man was far more interesting than rumors suggested.
—
In the sky, Dialga stared at Aiden.
Sothing about him felt… familiar.
"Wait. Give three minutes."
"I need to check sothing."
Aiden smiled faintly.
He understood instantly.
Dialga was about to use its ti authority to review future tilines involving him.
He didn't mind.
If Dialga saw how things ended for itself—
The battle might end without bloodshed.
Palkia hovered nearby, arms crossed in spatial distortion, clearly entertained.
Seeing Dialga look uneasy was deeply satisfying.
Monts later—
Ti rippled.
Dialga returned from its temporal inspection.
But now—
The way it looked at Aiden had changed completely.
There was no anger.
No pride.
Only sothing dangerously close to admiration.
"Um…"
"I just want to ask…"
"Do you still need Legendaries?"
"Like… are you short on any?"
The battlefield went dead silent.
Even Palkia and Giratina were stunned.
What did this idiot just see?
Why did it look like it was volunteering?
Aiden blinked once.
Then coughed lightly.
"Well… since you're offering…"
"It would be rude to refuse, wouldn't it?"
He took out a Master Ball.
Dialga didn't resist.
It leaned forward—
And lightly tapped the ball.
A flash of light.
The Temporal Pokémon was drawn inside.
Click.
Captured.
"Ding! Congratulations, Host, for capturing Dialga!"
Above Mt. Coronet—
The god of ti had just willingly signed a lifeti contract.
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