[The League, Cynthia's Villa]
Giratina swung its tail once, slamming Dialga hard into the ground, not even letting him make a sound.
Back when Rayquaza and Mewtwo fought him, those two at least took turns. Sometimes they even paused for a "cartoon lesson," sometimes they took a whole halftime break.
But after switching to Giratina, this guy really didn't know what tired meant.
Loser, trash, useless.
One title after another was thrown onto Dialga's head, and Giratina's attacks never stopped.
These past few days, Giratina barely even slept, as if determined to take back every bit of dignity he'd lost since the day he was born... all from Dialga's hide.
Next to them, Palkia had put down his soda and lounge chair, doing everything he could to train Gyarados, terrified Giratina might take a shot at him next.
Finally, one afternoon, Gyarados let out a sky-shaking roar.
A massive spatial crack formed in the air, almost a hundred meters wide by the look of it.
Even with Gyarados's Dynamax-sized body, he could probably squeeze through.
This meant he had reached a new mastery over space itself.
"ROAR!"
Gyarados skillfully opened a small void, used spatial force to pull a bottle of cola from within, and handed it neatly to Palkia.
Then he couldn't help but let out a triumphant howl.
At last, he wasn't the deadweight dragon of the team anymore.
When his trainer returned with the others, he would crush Dragonair in front of everyone.
Gyarados wanted to show both the seniors and juniors of the team:
Hard work absolutely beats talent.
"ROAR!"
'Big Sis Mewtwo, send a text for me. I want to challenge Dragonair!'
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That day, Axel took a rare break. Holding Gardevoir's arm, he walked into the breeding house, planning to take a picture with her at the place where the two had first met.
Click~
Rotom provided its own sound effect as it took a stunning photo.
Gardevoir's soft white and pink colors looked pure to the extreme, pink fairy butterflies shimmering around her, scattering sparkles in the picture.
After putting the photo away, Axel and Gardevoir didn't leave right away. Instead, they wandered aimlessly through the breeding house.
At each spot, Gardevoir would stop and tell him little stories from her time living there.
Without realizing it, the two had been there from morning until afternoon.
Just as they were about to head out, a youthful yet excited dragon roar echoed.
The entire breeding house filled with thick mist. The mist gathered into clouds, and rain began to pour over the whole area.
Dragonair's soft pink body floated in midair like an eastern dragon from the myths Axel remembered, appearing and disappearing inside the clouds.
A crystal-like scale replaced her Dragon Rage scale, falling like a meteor into the sea of clouds and scattering tiny stardust.
Transparent tendrils sprouted from the sides of her cheeks, unfurling into spiral patterns with the airflow.
At the same time, her aura surged upward, her level breaking through nonstop.
Below her, every Castform shifted from gray to the blue-gray rain form. They stared up at Dragonair in a daze, like subjects gazing at their king.
After all this time, Dragonair had finally succeeded.
Axel's panel automatically displayed her current info:
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— Child of Weather: Level 55 (A unique species mutated from Dragonair, said to live in the ocean or lakes, possessing the power to summon weather.)
— Type: Dragon (Flying, Fire, Water, Ice)
— Ability: Marvel Scale (If inflicted with a status condition, the scale reacts and increases defense.)
— Moves: Supersonic, Mist, Dragon Breath, Extreme Speed, Aqua Jet, Wrap, Thunder Wave, Aqua Tail, Surf, Draco Meteor, Dragon Dance, Dragon Pulse...
— Aptitude: Divine
— Held Item: Eviolite (A strange stone. If held by a Pokémon that can still evolve, its defense and special defense increase.)
— Passives: Child of Dragons (Purple), Dragon Body (Gold), Fairy's Grace (Gold), Child of Weather (Gold)
• Child of Dragons: Beloved by all dragons, gaining their affection.
• Dragon Body: With mystical scales, damage taken is reduced to half.
• Fairy's Grace: A fairy's gratitude. The Pokémon with this trait is not weak to fairy-type moves.
• Child of Weather: Can unleash any form of weather and change its own type through the power of the weather.
[System: Why didn't Dragonair evolve? So hard to guess!]
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Seeing the system's snark, a black line flashed across Axel's forehead.
This thing had learned how to make jokes.
Anyone with a brain could tell the system was referencing the green fat guy meme.
But he already had Dragonair blessed at Mt. Moon, okay.
Even if she evolved, she would still be a cute pink buff giant.
As for why she didn't evolve, Axel wasn't about to ask Dragonair.
Evolution or not was a Pokémon's personal right.
Anyway, for this round of training, Dragonair had truly transformed into something magnificent.
"Uh... that metaphor feels wrong. Should I say she's become a real dragon girl?", Axel muttered a bit, feeling like no description sounded quite right.
But whatever, the point was Dragonair had been upgraded to epic levels.
Her species was recognized by the system as a unique one, Child of Weather.
That meant she had likely broken free from Dragonair's base stats and gained superior natural strength.
Her aptitude had even gone from Champion-tier to Divine-tier. Her future was wide open.
But none of that was the wildest part.
The craziest thing was her new trait, Child of Weather.
At first glance, it seemed limited, able to change into only a handful of types.
Meanwhile, Greninja's Protean allowed even more types.
But in battle, Child of Weather could absolutely show a stronger effect than Protean.
If she faced a fire-type opponent, she could instantly switch the weather to rain, then hit with a STAB Aqua Tail.
Stack enough boosts, and the opponent wouldn't even get to play.
Axel waved lightly, and Dragonair immediately dove through the clouds, landing beside him affectionately, rubbing him and Gardevoir.
Suddenly, Axel's Rotom buzzed with a message.
"Axel... Gyarados seems to have finished training and wants to challenge Dragonair."
"Hmm?"
Axel hadn't even reacted when Dragonair had already blinked slyly and pressed her tail onto the Rotom.
"ROAR!"
'I accept the challenge!'
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