After traveling through time to become a ten thousand year genin in Konoha Village, I bound the Pokémon summoning system.
Others make balls, I throw pokeballs. When someone else chose Susana, I shouted, "The decision is yours."
During the Chunin Examination, Gaara's sandstorm was overwhelming. I took out an elf ball: "Pikachu, one hundred thousand volts!"
The moment the yellow lightning shattered the absolute defense, the whole place fell silent. The Fourth Kazekage stood up on the spot: "Which country's bloodline limit is this?"
I ignored him because the system suddenly alerted: The Night of Nine Tails has arrived three years early.
What's worse - Uchiha Madara's Poké Ball contains not Pokémon, but the Ten-Tails.
He stood on top of the heretic demon statue and looked at me condescendingly: "Lend me some of your Pokémon to heal the demons."
I looked at the newly evolved young Kiras next to me, and then at the army of tailed beasts behind him that were eyeing him.
Take a deep breath and take out the Master Ball.
"System, draw me a mythical beast!"
[Ding! Congratulations on getting Arceus who is getting lost - but it will remember you as the bastard who stole its carrot.
Me: "?"
This plot is different from what was promised.
