Kaiba, 24 years old, was a student.

His job? Selling custom 6 IV Pokémon on Taobao.

He was that guy—the one known in certain underground circles as the “wizard friend” who specialized in bulk orders of illegally modded Pokémon.

“A Garchomp that knows [Dragon Dance]?”

“A Terastalized Groudon with Flying typing, and it even knows [Fly]?”

“A Gengar with the [Levitate] ability?”

“A legit-looking but totally—”

He had just landed a huge order, and hadn’t even finished working on it yet, when—

Kaiba suddenly transmigrated into the real world of Pokémon.

And with him came the freshly edited Gible...

...that already knew [Dragon Dance].

Cynthia:

Impossible. Absolutely impossible.

There is no such thing as a Gible that can use [Dragon Dance]!

Groudon:

I have drifted through half my life in solitude and sorrow, regretting only that I never met a worthy lord.

If my liege does not scorn me—

then I, Groudon, would gladly take you as my adoptive father... and master the sacred art of Flight.