Four devastating attacks struck Giratina simultaneously.
Even the Renegade Pokémon could no longer endure it.
With a violent flap of its wings, Giratina attempted to flee.
What else was it supposed to do?
One Mega Rayquaza alone was already enough to overwhelm it.
Now there were four gods—Mega Evolution and Primal Reversion fully unleashed.
This wasn't a battle.
This was bullying.
Giratina wasn't stupid. If it had been, it wouldn't have survived long enough to be banished by Arceus.
Within its own domain, if it truly focused on escaping, it could still slip away.
But it forgot one crucial fact.
It wasn't fighting four opponents.
It was fighting five.
Because Aiden was one of them.
His psychic power rivaled that of Mewtwo itself.
The moment Giratina attempted to retreat—
Aiden's eyes flashed violet again.
"Psychic!"
An immense wave of psychic force locked onto Giratina's body.
First effect—restraint.
Second effect—tracking.
Even if it escaped thousands of miles away, Aiden would still know exactly where it was.
Frozen mid-movement—
The two Mega Rayquaza struck again.
Twin Dragon Pulses detonated against Giratina's body.
The impact hurled it downward, smashing into a dark-matter city below.
Yet the structures of the Reverse World did not shatter.
They were not real matter.
They were condensed antimatter constructs—unbreakable.
Primal Kyogre and Primal Groudon followed up instantly.
Hydro Pump.
Solar Beam.
Though mortal enemies, their attacks intertwined unconsciously—
Water and grass energy fused midair, amplifying into a terrifying combined blast.
It struck Giratina head-on.
Again.
And again.
And again.
Finally—
The god's pride cracked before its scales did.
"Alright, alright! Enough already! Stop hitting me!"
Aiden's lips curved slightly.
"Ding! Giratina's affection toward you has increased. Current affection: 70."
The four gods surrounded it completely, sealing off all escape routes.
Aiden teleported directly before Giratina's massive head.
"Have you submitted now, Giratina?"
Giratina burned with humiliation.
But reality was cruel.
Four Primary Legendaries hovered around it like executioners.
"…I submit. My fault. Great and merciful one, let me leave."
Aiden calmly produced a Master Ball.
"Let you leave? Not happening."
"Become my Pokémon. You'll be free from this prison."
"As long as you behave and don't slaughter humans or Pokémon, I may even allow you into the real world."
Giratina hesitated.
Bondage was unacceptable.
But—
Freedom?
And this human commanded five Primary Legendaries.
If it followed him…
Gathered even more gods…
Revenge against Arceus might no longer be impossible.
Strength in numbers.
Yes.
This could work.
"I have one condition," Giratina growled.
"I have an enemy. If one day you help me take revenge, then I will follow you sincerely. Otherwise—even if you capture my body, you will never have my loyalty."
Aiden narrowed his eyes.
"Your enemy… Arceus?"
Giratina stared.
"You already know?"
Aiden shrugged lightly.
"My goal is simple. To capture every Pokémon I like."
"Arceus is included."
For a moment, Giratina didn't know whether to laugh at his arrogance—
Or admire his audacity.
But their goals aligned.
And that was enough.
"Very well."
The Master Ball opened.
Giratina allowed itself to be absorbed.
Click.
"Ding! Congratulations, Host, for capturing Giratina!"
—
At that exact moment—
At the summit of Mt. Coronet—
The Sinnoh League faced catastrophe.
After Team Galactic's bases were destroyed and its commanders captured—
Its leader, Cyrus, made his move.
He had already secured the Lustrous Orb.
And with it—
He had summoned Palkia.
Hovering above the Sinnoh League headquarters, Cyrus gazed down coldly.
"You dared destroy Team Galactic."
"Today, you will learn the price."
He raised the Lustrous Orb.
"Palkia. Spacial Rend."
Palkia roared.
A slash tore through space itself.
The sky above Mt. Coronet fractured.
Reality split open.
The destructive force descended like divine judgment.
But Cynthia had anticipated this.
As Champion, she had already mobilized every available elite Trainer in Sinnoh.
Gym Leaders.
Elite Four.
High-level officers.
All gathered at headquarters.
Now—
Facing the wrath of a Spatial God—
The final battle for the Sinnoh League was about to begin.
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