Buzzwole's muscles bulged wildly, as though molten energy surged beh its crimson skin. Power rippled along its massive arms, each vein glowing with iy. Its momentum surged, esg rapidly with raw strength.

  With a thunderous roar, Buzzwole swung its fist straight into the sky filled with ghostly, dark purple fmes, as if it inteo punch the ominous fire away.

  But the moment its fist made tact with the phosphorest fmes, Buzzwole's eyes widened in shock, and it let out a pained screebsp;

  "BUZZ...WOLE!" (It hurts!)

  It stared at its fist in disbelief, realizing the spectral fire g to its skin like an uing parasite, draining the very essence of its vitality.

  More fmes fell, igniting Buzzwole's back, arms, and abdomen in a cascade of purple fire. A seariion coursed through its body as the spectral bze spread across its form.

  Buzzwole thrashed about in agony, r as it tried to extinguish the fire. It rolled frantically in the snow, desperate to snuff out the relentless fmes.

  However, these were no ordinary fmes—they were infused with the ghostly power of Spectrier, impervious to simple efforts.

  From atop Spectrier's back, Calyrex observed the Ultra Beast's struggle with posed dignity.

  Gradually, Buzzwole's wild thrashing slowed, its strength drained by the relentless energy ing it. Exhausted, the Ultra Beast colpsed, lying motionless on the snow, its massive chest heaving with bored breaths.

  Mark, the Gar League officer, stood frozen in disbelief, his eyes wide at the sight before him. He stared at the mysterious Pokémon that had defeated Buzzwole so effortlessly.

  Suddenly, a voice crackled through the unicator in Mark's ear.

  "Mark, report! What's going on out there?!"

  Mark jolted back to his senses, quickly pressing the devi his ear. "We've found the target! But... there's been an ued situation!"

  "What kind of situation?" the voi the other end demanded.

  Mark gnervously at the colpsed Snorx. "The Ultra Beast drained my Snorx dry. But a trainer—no, several Pokémon I've never seen—arrived just in time to stop it."

  As he tihe report, Mark noticed Calyrex riding Spectrier, sloroag Buzzwole's limp form.

  "Wait! That Pokémon... it's healing the Ultra Beast!" Mark excimed in disbelief, sprinting forward.

  A soothing aura emanated from Calyrex, enveloping Buzzwole in a gentle glow. Slowly but surely, the spectral fire faded, repced by a warm energy that mehe damage.

  Mark hurried over, shouting in arm, "Stop! It's dangerous!"

  Naoki, still calm, g the badge pio Mark's uniform and realized the man was with the Gar League.

  "Rex," Naoki said reassuringly.

  Before Mark could protest further, Buzzwole's injuries were fully healed. The Ultra Beast slowly stood, wobbling slightly as it regais footing. Its eyes, now filled with fear, locked onto Calyrex.

  Calyrex gazed at Buzzwole with calm authority. "Your offense is fiven. Now, return to where you belong."

  Buzzwole paused, seemingly lost in thought. It raised one arm and scratched its head, looking perplexed.

  "Buzz...wole..." (I... don't know where to go...)

  Calyrex remained silent, watg the Ultra Beast with a sere curious expression.

  After a brief moment, the king of harvests asked gently, "Where are you from?"

  Buzzwole puffed up its chest slightly and bellowed, "BUZZ...WOLE!"

  At that moment, the effect of Naoki's transtion seeds wore off, leaving him uo uand Buzzwole's speech.

  Naoki paused for a moment, then turoward Mark, curious about the earlier exge between Buzzwole and Calyrex. "Do you know where it came from?"

  Mark blinked, slightly caught off guard, then answered reflexively, "From a plicated cave."

  Hearing this, Naoki houghtfully.

  "Just as I suspected—Buzzwole must have escaped from an Ultra Wormhole."

  He recalled that in both the games and the ahere was mention of an Ultra Wormhole appearing in the Gar region.

  Specifically, this wormhole could be found deep within the Tundra's cavernous depths—the very same cave where trainers embark on Dynamax Adventures.

  In the Pokémon anime, Lillie's father, Mohn, had also disappeared through an Ultra Wormhole, only to eventually resurfabsp;

  After mulling it over for a moment, Naoki said, "It looks like Buzzwole lost its way. We should help it find its way back to the wormhole."

  Mark stared at Naoki, his expression a mixture of awe and fusion. "Wait... you uand Pokémon speech?"

  Naoki gave a subtle smile, her firming nor denying it. "One of my Pokémon is telepathic," he said casually.

  "Oh, that makes sense!" Mark said with sudden realization.

  However, with a nervous g Buzzwole, he added, "Could you... help me get it back to the cave? I mean, before it causes more trouble?"

  Naoki popped a transtion seed crisp—into his mouth and turo Calyrex.

  Before Naoki could respond to Mark, Calyrex said, "I inteo head there anyway. That unusual energy I sensed earlier—it's ing from the same pce."

  Naoki nodded. "Alright. Let's go together."

  With that, Calyrex shifted his gaze toward the colpsed Snorx.

  Riding gracefully orier, Calyrex extended his right hand. A vibrant, green energy began to flow from his palm, radiating life into Snorx's defted form.

  In mere moments, the ohered Snorx began to reinfte like a balloon, its body slowly returning to its inal, round shape.

  Mark stood there, mouth agape, utterly stunned by what he had just witnessed.

  He g Naoki, then at Koraidon, and finally at Calyrex and Spectrier. "A-are they all your Pokémon?"

  Naoki gave a small nod. "Yes."

  Mark's eyes widened in disbelief. "That's... incredible!

  As a League staff member and trainer, Mark knew well that there was no record of suon in the Gar region. This could only mean that the powerful traianding before him must have e from anion!

  Mark led the group fng back curiously. "May I ask where you're from?"

  Naoki smiled. "Of course. I'm from Paldea and just arrived in the Gar region not too long ago."

  Paldea! Mark's i instantly peaked.

  That means the Pokémon apanying Naoki—ones he had never seen before—were also from the Paldea region!

  Looking at their well-trained and lively appearance, Mark couldn't help but marvel, "That's incredible! You must be a really skilled trainer!"

  Naoki: "…" Here we go again.

  With a polite smile, Naoki responded, "No, I'm actually just a farmer."

  Mark blinked, stunned. "A farmer? That 't be right!"

  How could a simple farmer raise such powerful Pokémon?!

  Seeing Mark's disbelief, Naoki sighed inwardly. Why did no one ever believe him when he said he was just a farmer?

  Mark, unaware of Naoki's thoughts, kept sneaking g him as they walked. After a moment, Mark suddenly excimed, "I've got it!"

  Naoki: "?"

  What exactly did he figure out?

  Before Naoki could question him further, they reached their destination.

  They had arrived in a secluded area surrounded by steep cliffs. Various police cars and helicopters were parked on the snowy terrain.

  Naoki noticed some of the vehicles were scorched and still sm as if a major explosion had taken pce retly.

  Mark gestured toward the se. "All this destru... it was caused by that mysterious Pokemon. It's strong enough to send a car flying with a single punch. We had to deploy a lot of people to ha."

  A group of officers standing nearby noticed their arrival and shifted their attention toward Naoki, Calyrex, and Koraidon.

  Naoki expected that someone among them might reize Calyrex, the former King of Bountiful Harvests.

  But to his surprise—nothing. Not a single flicker nition crossed their faces.

  Calyrex g the ominous, gaping cave ahead. His expression was serious as he spoke. "I sehat the strange energy is ing from that cave. It seems to ect to a world beyond our uanding."

  Naoki blinked, suddenly realizing what Calyrex meant.

  The "strange energy" must be the presence of an Ultra Wormhole. The unfamiliar world Calyrex sensed must be Ultra Space—the home of the Ultra Beasts.

  "It's just that it's very weak now and will disappear soon," said Calyrex.

  Hearing this, Buzzwole became visibly anxious.

  "Buzz...wole" (What?!)

  (Was it really going to disappear and never return?)

  Naoki eechless. "Why did you e here if you knew you couldn't stay?"

  Buzzwole scratched its head, flexing its muscles absentmindedly. "Buzz..wole…" (Curious...)

  Naoki sighed.

  It was a shame, really. Naoki thought to himself: 'If only it had been Pheromosa instead—I'd have taken that one home for sure.'

  As for Buzzwole, Naoki g the muscle-bound Pokémon and shook his head. While its physique was impressive, it didn't quite pare to the likes of Kommo-o or Urshifu. Besides.

  He could already imagihe chaos if Buzzwole ever got loose on the ranch. It might end up draining the poor chis dry without a sed thought.

  'Yeah, no. Definitely not worth the trouble,' Naoki cluded.

  Just then, Mark finished his report auro Naoki's side.

  "All set. Now we just o send it baderground!" Mark announced fidently.

  Naoki blinked. "What do you mean... underground?"

  Mark looked fused. "Isn't this one of those Pokémon that crawled up from deep underground?"

  Naoki: 'They really have no idea about the Ultra Wormholes, huh?'

  Rather than expining, Naoki decided to leave it alone. Some things were better left unsaid.

  He and Calyrex watched as Buzzwole flexed o time before lumbering off uhe guidance of the Gar staff.

  "Farewell, big guy," Naoki muttered with an amused smile.

  Calyrex, standing beside him, narrowed his eyes briefly. "The energy from that portal has vanished."

  Naoki nodded in agreement. "Looks like the Ultra Wormhole finally closed."

  At that moment, a group of Gar League officials rushed out of the cave in a frenzy.

  "It's gone!"

  "That muscle-bound Pokémon ran into a glowing portal and just disappeared!"

  "So… it wasn't from underground, but from another world?"

  Watg the se unfold, Naoki turo Calyrex. "Well, that's our cue. I think the train station should be operational again by now."

  Calyrex gave a small, knowing nod.

  Naoki rode orier, following closely behind Koraidon as they galloped across the snowfield, the icy winds trailing in their wake.

  Mark and the ar League staff watched in stunned silence, realizing too te that the mysterious trainer had already vanished into the distanbsp;

  "Wait! He's gone?" Mark excimed.

  The staff exged puzzled gnces.

  "It's strange... That Pokémon could actually ride on another Pokémon to fight?"

  "Yeah. And acc to your report, it only took one move to defeat that Pokemon."

  "To capture such powerful Pokémon, that guy from Paldea must be an incredible trainer. What a shame—we missed the ce to thank him. It would've beeo make friends with him!"

  ...

  The Day – Postwick Town

  Postwick Town was a quiet, peaceful pestled iskirts of the region. The streets were calm, with only the occasional sound of wild Pokémon calling in the distanbsp;

  Since Calyrex wished to visit the Slumbering Weald to search for Za and Zamazenta, Naoki decided to take the train here, disembarking at Postwick Town Station.

  Their pn was to travel south to Postwick Town, where the mystical forest was located nearby.

  Walking down the main street, Naoki strolled alongside Koraidon and Calyrex, while Gstrier and Spectrier rested iheir Poké Balls.

  Koraidon curiously looked around, taking in the unfamiliar sights, and marveling at the lively streets. Everythi new aing to it.

  Calyrex also gazed thoughtfully at his surroundings.

  "This world has ged so mupared to the one I knew." He mused aloud, his voice carrying a hint of nostalgia.

  Naoki nodded, keeping pace with him. "Yeah, it really has."

  Naoki had done some resear the a history of the Pokémon world, and he couldn't help but sigh:

  "There was a time when humans saw Pokémon as monsters or tools of war. But with the advas of sce, Pokémon have bee a natural part of human life."

  Calyrex gave a small, approving nod. A soft smile formed on his face. "I like the way the world is now."

  Naoki grinned. "Yeah, me too."

  At that moment, Koraidon beside Naoki suddenly perked up, its eyes widening in surprise.

  "Raao?" Koraidon called, alerting Naoki and Calyrex.

  The two followed its gaze to see a crowd gathering on the road just ahead.

  "Huh?" Naoki tilted his head in curiosity, instinctively stepping closer to get a better look.

  Pushing through the small crowd, they came upon a Urshifu standing in the middle of the street, holding a young boy in its arms. The Pokémon looked visibly anxious, clutg the child close to its chest as if proteg him.

  "Raao!" (Let me see!)

  Koraidon also wao squeeze in to take a look.

  Just then, an elderly woman with silver hair approached the se. Her gentle expression and calm demeanor instantly stood out. Nanized her at onbsp;

  "Professnolia!" Naoki excimed softly. She was the renowned researcher of Dynamax phenomena in the Gar region.

  Magnolia leaned over to examihe boy cradled in Urshifu's arms. After a quick assessment, she turoward the t Pokémon.

  "Are you this boy's Pokémon?" she asked, her voice steady yet ed. "This child has a high fever. He's seriously ill and needs medical care at once!"

  To Naoki's utter shock, Urshifu responded: "Shifu!" (No, I'm his father!)

  Naoki blinked in disbelief.

  'Wait… what?'

  Before Naoki could process what he had just heard, the bear Pokémon shifted the boy in its arms and hurriedly followed Professnolia dowreet. It seemed they were heading toward the Pokémoer.

  The crowd slowly began to disperse, though a few people lingered, casting curious g Naoki, Calyrex, and Koraidon.

  Naoki stood frozen for a moment, still trying to his head around what he had just witnessed. He finally turo Calyrex and Koraidon, his fusion written all over his fabsp;

  "Did… did I hear that correctly? That Pokémon said it's the kid's father?" Naoki asked incredulously.

  Koraidon nodded enthusiastically. "Raao!" (Yup, you heard it!)

  Calyrex also gave a small nod, his expression calm. "It seems the Urshifu has indeed raised that human child as its own."

  Naoki's mind immediately fshed to the story of Zarude and Koko from the movie Secrets of the Jungle.

  "Oh no… Could this be another case like Koko and Zarude?" Naoki muttered, rubbing his temples.

  It was hard to believe. Could this boy really have been raised by an Urshifu?