Digimon Ruins of Babylon
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Also, because you posted the Alphamon scene while I was in Hong Kong, I totally missed it. I guess I'll comment on it now.
If the Crest of Dreams created Lucemon, then did it create any other Digimon?
Does Takato know that the Crest of Dreams created Lucemon?
With all that information about the Crest revealed, I wouldn't be surprised if it turned out to be the real villain in all this.
If the Crest of Dreams created Lucemon, then did it create any other Digimon?
Does Takato know that the Crest of Dreams created Lucemon?
With all that information about the Crest revealed, I wouldn't be surprised if it turned out to be the real villain in all this.
I'm pretty sure that the Crest of Dreams is not Lucemon's true goal and that it's just used as bait for the other Demon Lords to attack Takato.
If Lucemon is as knowledgeable about the Crest of Dreams as Alphamon (which he probably is), then he'd know that it could just leave any time it wants to, even if he managed to beat Takato and obtain it.
The Crest of Dreams does whatever it wants. Unless choosing a Chosen Child somehow binds it to that child, it can actually leave Takato at any time.
If Lucemon is as knowledgeable about the Crest of Dreams as Alphamon (which he probably is), then he'd know that it could just leave any time it wants to, even if he managed to beat Takato and obtain it.
The Crest of Dreams does whatever it wants. Unless choosing a Chosen Child somehow binds it to that child, it can actually leave Takato at any time.
making a comparation between F/SN F/P and this magnificence we could make the following statements:
those two instances of Gilgamesh are a lot like this Lucemon in their sheer pride and obsession over that one person, for F/SN Gil his obsession with Arthuria and F/P with Sajyou.
Takato can be compared with: Lelouch, Saber (both), the Grail, Avenger, Ilya and Shirou.
Ruki in this case shares traits with both Proto-Saber and Emiya Shirou because they are close to Takato, are Fakes and are in Lucemon's way.
those two instances of Gilgamesh are a lot like this Lucemon in their sheer pride and obsession over that one person, for F/SN Gil his obsession with Arthuria and F/P with Sajyou.
Takato can be compared with: Lelouch, Saber (both), the Grail, Avenger, Ilya and Shirou.
Ruki in this case shares traits with both Proto-Saber and Emiya Shirou because they are close to Takato, are Fakes and are in Lucemon's way.
From the height of his throne in the crystalline depths of his realm, GranDracmon looked down at the human figure encased in a violet prism.
The one he had caught two weeks ago was merely a projection; a digital extension of an inert body. Takato had easily reproduced what Shibumi had done in the past. GranDracmon found him snooping around in the outer edges of his territory. It had been obvious that it was exactly what Takato wanted, but the Vampire Lord was not one to throw away such chances.
An avatar was worthless to him. To lure Lucemon, he needed the real thing. The two weeks he needed to reproduce LucemonÆs Gate of Deadly Sins.
He could not dominate Matsuda Takato. His mind was a mental fortress; the Crest of Dreams an invincible guardian. Even if his body was at its weakest, TakatoÆs brain remained active and extremely focused.
This boy had plans, and GranDracmon had no way to get them out of him.
Torture?
His body would break down right away, and then he would have nothing.
He could only lock him in a prison of crystal. Even now, that the avatar had been replaced by the real thing, the boyÆs encased form that should be harmless felt like a wordless challenge in the very center of his throne room.
What should have been a crystalline souvenir felt like a sword of Damocles.
Lucemon already knew what happened. It was just a matter of waiting for his arrival. Preparations had to be made, though.
Meanwhile, the boy remained in his beautiful prison, undaunted and unperturbed. He, too, waited. And while he waited, he worked hard.
The Alternate Path that he had made possible also carried the possibility for an undisputable victory.
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In YamakiÆs words, Lucemon had appeared instantaneously. That was what he told the Tamers. The angel Digimon had emerged unannounced in the middle of the Hypnos Control Room, placidly and almost boringly examining his surroundings. Why should human machinery impress the greatest of Angel Digimon?
The humans in the room had been rendered utterly frozen; stunned into silence by the sudden presence of that magnificent, terrifying being.
ôThis place is worthless to me,ö he had declared after several seconds of silence. ôI cannot even feel his presence here.ö
Lucemon had walked away this time instead of relying on his apparent teleportation powers. The security cameras revealed that he had made his way to the meeting room where Yamaki and the Tamers often gathered. They found him there, his hand stroking the synthetic leather-like surface of one of the chairs with admittedly odd interest. He had obviously noticed their approach; once the first of them, Ruki, walked into the room, the angelic Digimon chuckled and claimed the seat he had been studying.
Everybody would realize this in the course of the afternoon, but Jenrya was the first to figure out that it was the same seat Takato had used on that meeting after the first attack on the first day of school.
Lucemon quietly wondered if the others had even noticed Kuroyama Takako had followed them all the way there.
Makino Ruki would not wait for Yamaki or their unofficial leader, Katou Juri, to initiate the proceedings.
ôAlright, letÆs make this clear once and for all,ö she barked out. ôWhat do you want from Takato?ö
The angel had assumed they would ask about the crystal, or the fact Takato had disappeared.
ôInteresting priorities, Alraune. YouÆre truly an admirably loyal little doll, are you not?ö
Ruki released something resembling a groan.
ôJustàanswer.ö
The Child Digimon rested his left elbow on the office chairÆs arm rest, his merry eyes dancing from Tamer to Tamer and from partner to partner. His left cheek fell to rest on his closed left fist; he perfectly looked the role of a bored child-king.
ôI have no reason to explain things to pitiful pawnsàbut I guess I will indulge you this time. Be grateful, children, and never assume Lucemon is anything but generous and magnanimous.ö
They understood. They understood clearly. Juri had explained the Game to them, after all.
They knew they were TakatoÆs æpiecesÆ, and it was obvious the reference to their status as æpawnsÆ made them uncomfortable.
Of course, Katou Juri does not know of HegemonÆs Sovereignty and The Black Covenant.
Lucemon chuckled at the sight of a quietly furious Makino Ruki seated across the table.
ôVery well,ö the angel continued. ôWhat I want from Takato, you ask?ö A pause. ôI will put it this way.ö
His smirk became so naughty Jenrya considered covering his sisterÆs eyes.
ôIf I were a woman, I would bestow upon him a bounty of copulation feats that would rival the gods, and let him lay his head upon my bosom of such impressive majestyùbecause I would be a woman so hot, no other woman would compare and he would LOVE MEù, and we would talk the world away of his immortal adventures between my copulation feats, and greatly feast in his honor.ö
An eloquent pause to let those words sink in.
ôAnd the harem of willing second-tier women who would have sworn to assist in spreading his seed to the four corners of the Earth would be his protection and comfort as I went forth and spread the word of Matsuda Takato to the masses.ö
Silence.
The sight his eyes captured, Lucemon knew, would be engraved in his DigiCore as a precious memory that would live through the ages. He would have to share this memory with Takato one of these days.
The sound of a lighter slipping off YamakiÆs fingers and falling to the floor.
Katou Juri had sunken her body in her chair, her legs fidgeting and her face dropped and hidden behind her long hair. Lucemon wondered just what was in her mind.
ôLilithmon, it appears I have broken the Tamers,ö he suggested, her eyes never leaving the fish-out-of-water looks on the young humansÆ faces.
ôThey merely cannot appreciate your unique brand of humor, milord,ö Takako replied. ôMore importantly, milord: would I be one of those second-tier women allowed to carry onii-samaÆs seed?ö
ôOf course, dear.ö
ôYay!ö
The one he had caught two weeks ago was merely a projection; a digital extension of an inert body. Takato had easily reproduced what Shibumi had done in the past. GranDracmon found him snooping around in the outer edges of his territory. It had been obvious that it was exactly what Takato wanted, but the Vampire Lord was not one to throw away such chances.
An avatar was worthless to him. To lure Lucemon, he needed the real thing. The two weeks he needed to reproduce LucemonÆs Gate of Deadly Sins.
He could not dominate Matsuda Takato. His mind was a mental fortress; the Crest of Dreams an invincible guardian. Even if his body was at its weakest, TakatoÆs brain remained active and extremely focused.
This boy had plans, and GranDracmon had no way to get them out of him.
Torture?
His body would break down right away, and then he would have nothing.
He could only lock him in a prison of crystal. Even now, that the avatar had been replaced by the real thing, the boyÆs encased form that should be harmless felt like a wordless challenge in the very center of his throne room.
What should have been a crystalline souvenir felt like a sword of Damocles.
Lucemon already knew what happened. It was just a matter of waiting for his arrival. Preparations had to be made, though.
Meanwhile, the boy remained in his beautiful prison, undaunted and unperturbed. He, too, waited. And while he waited, he worked hard.
The Alternate Path that he had made possible also carried the possibility for an undisputable victory.
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In YamakiÆs words, Lucemon had appeared instantaneously. That was what he told the Tamers. The angel Digimon had emerged unannounced in the middle of the Hypnos Control Room, placidly and almost boringly examining his surroundings. Why should human machinery impress the greatest of Angel Digimon?
The humans in the room had been rendered utterly frozen; stunned into silence by the sudden presence of that magnificent, terrifying being.
ôThis place is worthless to me,ö he had declared after several seconds of silence. ôI cannot even feel his presence here.ö
Lucemon had walked away this time instead of relying on his apparent teleportation powers. The security cameras revealed that he had made his way to the meeting room where Yamaki and the Tamers often gathered. They found him there, his hand stroking the synthetic leather-like surface of one of the chairs with admittedly odd interest. He had obviously noticed their approach; once the first of them, Ruki, walked into the room, the angelic Digimon chuckled and claimed the seat he had been studying.
Everybody would realize this in the course of the afternoon, but Jenrya was the first to figure out that it was the same seat Takato had used on that meeting after the first attack on the first day of school.
Lucemon quietly wondered if the others had even noticed Kuroyama Takako had followed them all the way there.
Makino Ruki would not wait for Yamaki or their unofficial leader, Katou Juri, to initiate the proceedings.
ôAlright, letÆs make this clear once and for all,ö she barked out. ôWhat do you want from Takato?ö
The angel had assumed they would ask about the crystal, or the fact Takato had disappeared.
ôInteresting priorities, Alraune. YouÆre truly an admirably loyal little doll, are you not?ö
Ruki released something resembling a groan.
ôJustàanswer.ö
The Child Digimon rested his left elbow on the office chairÆs arm rest, his merry eyes dancing from Tamer to Tamer and from partner to partner. His left cheek fell to rest on his closed left fist; he perfectly looked the role of a bored child-king.
ôI have no reason to explain things to pitiful pawnsàbut I guess I will indulge you this time. Be grateful, children, and never assume Lucemon is anything but generous and magnanimous.ö
They understood. They understood clearly. Juri had explained the Game to them, after all.
They knew they were TakatoÆs æpiecesÆ, and it was obvious the reference to their status as æpawnsÆ made them uncomfortable.
Of course, Katou Juri does not know of HegemonÆs Sovereignty and The Black Covenant.
Lucemon chuckled at the sight of a quietly furious Makino Ruki seated across the table.
ôVery well,ö the angel continued. ôWhat I want from Takato, you ask?ö A pause. ôI will put it this way.ö
His smirk became so naughty Jenrya considered covering his sisterÆs eyes.
ôIf I were a woman, I would bestow upon him a bounty of copulation feats that would rival the gods, and let him lay his head upon my bosom of such impressive majestyùbecause I would be a woman so hot, no other woman would compare and he would LOVE MEù, and we would talk the world away of his immortal adventures between my copulation feats, and greatly feast in his honor.ö
An eloquent pause to let those words sink in.
ôAnd the harem of willing second-tier women who would have sworn to assist in spreading his seed to the four corners of the Earth would be his protection and comfort as I went forth and spread the word of Matsuda Takato to the masses.ö
Silence.
The sight his eyes captured, Lucemon knew, would be engraved in his DigiCore as a precious memory that would live through the ages. He would have to share this memory with Takato one of these days.
The sound of a lighter slipping off YamakiÆs fingers and falling to the floor.
Katou Juri had sunken her body in her chair, her legs fidgeting and her face dropped and hidden behind her long hair. Lucemon wondered just what was in her mind.
ôLilithmon, it appears I have broken the Tamers,ö he suggested, her eyes never leaving the fish-out-of-water looks on the young humansÆ faces.
ôThey merely cannot appreciate your unique brand of humor, milord,ö Takako replied. ôMore importantly, milord: would I be one of those second-tier women allowed to carry onii-samaÆs seed?ö
ôOf course, dear.ö
ôYay!ö
I'll write a serious scene next time, I swear.
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The two great lords of the Dark Area calmly waited for the pitiful humans to regain their bearings. Takako even had the time to pull out a nail file fromàsomewhere, and began to manicure herself. At the sight of the young girl fixing her nails, Lucemon took a good look at his own. Naturally, his were perfect and needed no retouching.
Of all the people he expected to speak first, Lucemon had to admit he never considered Terriermon. It made a lot of sense in retrospective, though.
ôàthatÆs so going into the blog.ö
ôOh, it should,ö Lucemon replied, offering an amiable smile to JenryaÆs partner. ôLilithmon here and I have plenty of those.ö
The gleam in TerriermonÆs beady eyes was a cue Lucemon did not really need. With a glance to his fellow Demon Lord, he commanded Takako to put her file away and contribute to the important discussion.
The little girl cleared her throat and spoke while wearing an angelic face.
ôMatsuda Takato does not need Twitter. HeÆs already following you.ö
Lucemon nodded as if approving of the demonessÆ performance. His turn.
ôMatsuda Takato can make female breasts grow by massaging them.ö
Makino Ruki twitched.
She twitched some more when she noticed Katou Juri glancing down at her chest with something resembling melancholy on her face. Anyone would believe Katou JuriÆs breasts are large enough for her age, really.
ôChuck Norris can light ants on fire with a magnifying glass, at night. Matsuda Takato can light a magnifying glass on fire with an ant, from outer space.ö
ôOoh, technical!ö Terriermon giddily commented while he took notesàsomehow.
ôWhen Matsuda Takato looked in the mirror, the mirror shattered, for no one gets between Matsuda Takato and Matsuda Takato.ö
An eager Takako offered a new fact not even a second after Lucemon was done with his.
ôThe Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse is an obscure reference to Matsuda TakatoÆs four limbs.ö
LucemonÆs turn.
ôIf you add Matsuda Takato to your friends list in any social network, all your other friends will instantly disappear. You donÆt need them anymore.ö
Takako giggled.
ôPractice doesnÆt make perfect. Matsuda Takato does.ö
Terriermon chuckled giddily, and Lucemon nodded in approval once more. Makino Ruki looked like she intended to rip her hairs out, which was always a plus in his book. When she spoke, it was in an ominous voice that clearly belied her exasperation.
ôWillàyouàknock it of alreaù!?ö
ôQuiet, doll,ö Lucemon declared without even bothering to look at her. ôNow come the Digimon-themed facts. Lilithmon?ö
ôUmmàah!ö Takako cutely let her right fist fall on her left palm. ôIt is said that nobody can escape from AlphamonÆs attack. Alphamon has yet to escape from Matsuda Takato.ö
ôHmm,ö Lucemon uttered. ôMight be hard to top that one. How aboutàMatsuda Takato and Alphamon once made a bet. The loser had to become a Royal Knight.ö
ôPzzt!ö Takako made a sound like a buzzer going off. ôNot good enough, Lucemon-sama!ö Smirking with confidence, she continued her word assault. ôWhen you play the Matsuda Takato card, you win every game within a 144-kilometer radius. Even if itÆs not the Digimon Card Game.ö
ôHmmàpretentious little one. Very well,ö Lucemon retorted, before easing back on his seat and switching the way he crossed his legs. ôThe reason three Royal Knights still remain unknown is because theyÆre afraid Matsuda Takato will beat them again.ö
ôOooh, thatÆs a smart one!ö Lilithmon squealed, revealing in the sudden competition. ôThe Royal Knight would all dress as Matsuda Takato for Halloween, but they reserve that honor for Alphamon. Then Takato beats him for his insolence.ö
ôMatsuda Takato can whistle in Digi-Code.ö
ôAhaha, that doesnÆt even make sense~ö Lilithmon laughed. ôIt is believed the Seven Great Demon Lords are imprisoned due to the Royal Knights. ThatÆs true if by æRoyal KnightsÆ, you mean æMatsuda TakatoÆs stern gazeÆ.ö
Lucemon recoiled as if physically hurt.
ôOoh, you want to play that game, girl? As you wish.ö LucemonÆs wings wagged behind his back. ôÆAlphamonÆ and æOmegamonÆ are just petnames for Matsuda TakatoÆs left and right testicles.ö
ôPffft!ö Not only Terriermon, but Hirokazu, Kenta andùmuch to everyoneÆs shockùJuri as well, burst into unbridled giggling. Ootori Reika joined in upon catching a glance of Yamaki face-palming by the door. Of course Hypnos had been aware of TerriermonÆs ridiculous blog.
Before Takako could have her turn, however, Lucemon continued his merciless offensive, for no one but Lucemon is allowed to have the last laugh.
ôThe reason Examon attacks from orbit is because he believes Matsuda Takato cannot reach him all the way up there. He is obviously a delusional fool.ö
ôWhen Omegamon fights Matsuda Takato, the only future he sees is pain.ö
ôChrome Digizoid is made of Matsuda TakatoÆs discarded skin cells.ö
ôThe æWarrior TenÆ is just a fancy name for Matsuda TakatoÆs fingers.ö
ôYggdrasil is the æGodÆ of the Digital World. Matsuda Takato is YggdrasilÆs God.ö
ôMatsuda Takato once took a picture of whatÆs inside his pants. Thus was born Leviamon.ö
ôThe reason Matsuda Takato never wins at the Digimon Card Game is because Matsuda Takato does not play games.ö
Lucemon paused, his eyes drifting to Akiyama Ryo for a moment.
ôMatsuda Takato once defeated Akiyama Ryo at the Digimon Card Game. His winning move involved a Joker, a æGet out of Jail FreeÆ Monopoly card, the Yu-Gi-Oh! Card æDark BribeÆ and a green #4 card from the game UNO.ö
Lucemon then looked at the ceiling.
ôThe reason Matsuda Takato allows the Seven Great Demon Lords to escape from the Dark Area is so he can beat them back in there.ö
Finally, his smirking gaze fell on the poor Tamers, conflicted between screaming in outrage and laughing at the ridiculousness of it all.
ôàthe last fact was killed by Matsuda Takato.ö
All eyes followed the flight path of the large conference table after it was flipped by Makino Ruki.
Her frustrated scream made the windows of the Metropolitan Government Building vibrate ominously.
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The two great lords of the Dark Area calmly waited for the pitiful humans to regain their bearings. Takako even had the time to pull out a nail file fromàsomewhere, and began to manicure herself. At the sight of the young girl fixing her nails, Lucemon took a good look at his own. Naturally, his were perfect and needed no retouching.
Of all the people he expected to speak first, Lucemon had to admit he never considered Terriermon. It made a lot of sense in retrospective, though.
ôàthatÆs so going into the blog.ö
ôOh, it should,ö Lucemon replied, offering an amiable smile to JenryaÆs partner. ôLilithmon here and I have plenty of those.ö
The gleam in TerriermonÆs beady eyes was a cue Lucemon did not really need. With a glance to his fellow Demon Lord, he commanded Takako to put her file away and contribute to the important discussion.
The little girl cleared her throat and spoke while wearing an angelic face.
ôMatsuda Takato does not need Twitter. HeÆs already following you.ö
Lucemon nodded as if approving of the demonessÆ performance. His turn.
ôMatsuda Takato can make female breasts grow by massaging them.ö
Makino Ruki twitched.
She twitched some more when she noticed Katou Juri glancing down at her chest with something resembling melancholy on her face. Anyone would believe Katou JuriÆs breasts are large enough for her age, really.
ôChuck Norris can light ants on fire with a magnifying glass, at night. Matsuda Takato can light a magnifying glass on fire with an ant, from outer space.ö
ôOoh, technical!ö Terriermon giddily commented while he took notesàsomehow.
ôWhen Matsuda Takato looked in the mirror, the mirror shattered, for no one gets between Matsuda Takato and Matsuda Takato.ö
An eager Takako offered a new fact not even a second after Lucemon was done with his.
ôThe Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse is an obscure reference to Matsuda TakatoÆs four limbs.ö
LucemonÆs turn.
ôIf you add Matsuda Takato to your friends list in any social network, all your other friends will instantly disappear. You donÆt need them anymore.ö
Takako giggled.
ôPractice doesnÆt make perfect. Matsuda Takato does.ö
Terriermon chuckled giddily, and Lucemon nodded in approval once more. Makino Ruki looked like she intended to rip her hairs out, which was always a plus in his book. When she spoke, it was in an ominous voice that clearly belied her exasperation.
ôWillàyouàknock it of alreaù!?ö
ôQuiet, doll,ö Lucemon declared without even bothering to look at her. ôNow come the Digimon-themed facts. Lilithmon?ö
ôUmmàah!ö Takako cutely let her right fist fall on her left palm. ôIt is said that nobody can escape from AlphamonÆs attack. Alphamon has yet to escape from Matsuda Takato.ö
ôHmm,ö Lucemon uttered. ôMight be hard to top that one. How aboutàMatsuda Takato and Alphamon once made a bet. The loser had to become a Royal Knight.ö
ôPzzt!ö Takako made a sound like a buzzer going off. ôNot good enough, Lucemon-sama!ö Smirking with confidence, she continued her word assault. ôWhen you play the Matsuda Takato card, you win every game within a 144-kilometer radius. Even if itÆs not the Digimon Card Game.ö
ôHmmàpretentious little one. Very well,ö Lucemon retorted, before easing back on his seat and switching the way he crossed his legs. ôThe reason three Royal Knights still remain unknown is because theyÆre afraid Matsuda Takato will beat them again.ö
ôOooh, thatÆs a smart one!ö Lilithmon squealed, revealing in the sudden competition. ôThe Royal Knight would all dress as Matsuda Takato for Halloween, but they reserve that honor for Alphamon. Then Takato beats him for his insolence.ö
ôMatsuda Takato can whistle in Digi-Code.ö
ôAhaha, that doesnÆt even make sense~ö Lilithmon laughed. ôIt is believed the Seven Great Demon Lords are imprisoned due to the Royal Knights. ThatÆs true if by æRoyal KnightsÆ, you mean æMatsuda TakatoÆs stern gazeÆ.ö
Lucemon recoiled as if physically hurt.
ôOoh, you want to play that game, girl? As you wish.ö LucemonÆs wings wagged behind his back. ôÆAlphamonÆ and æOmegamonÆ are just petnames for Matsuda TakatoÆs left and right testicles.ö
ôPffft!ö Not only Terriermon, but Hirokazu, Kenta andùmuch to everyoneÆs shockùJuri as well, burst into unbridled giggling. Ootori Reika joined in upon catching a glance of Yamaki face-palming by the door. Of course Hypnos had been aware of TerriermonÆs ridiculous blog.
Before Takako could have her turn, however, Lucemon continued his merciless offensive, for no one but Lucemon is allowed to have the last laugh.
ôThe reason Examon attacks from orbit is because he believes Matsuda Takato cannot reach him all the way up there. He is obviously a delusional fool.ö
ôWhen Omegamon fights Matsuda Takato, the only future he sees is pain.ö
ôChrome Digizoid is made of Matsuda TakatoÆs discarded skin cells.ö
ôThe æWarrior TenÆ is just a fancy name for Matsuda TakatoÆs fingers.ö
ôYggdrasil is the æGodÆ of the Digital World. Matsuda Takato is YggdrasilÆs God.ö
ôMatsuda Takato once took a picture of whatÆs inside his pants. Thus was born Leviamon.ö
ôThe reason Matsuda Takato never wins at the Digimon Card Game is because Matsuda Takato does not play games.ö
Lucemon paused, his eyes drifting to Akiyama Ryo for a moment.
ôMatsuda Takato once defeated Akiyama Ryo at the Digimon Card Game. His winning move involved a Joker, a æGet out of Jail FreeÆ Monopoly card, the Yu-Gi-Oh! Card æDark BribeÆ and a green #4 card from the game UNO.ö
Lucemon then looked at the ceiling.
ôThe reason Matsuda Takato allows the Seven Great Demon Lords to escape from the Dark Area is so he can beat them back in there.ö
Finally, his smirking gaze fell on the poor Tamers, conflicted between screaming in outrage and laughing at the ridiculousness of it all.
ôàthe last fact was killed by Matsuda Takato.ö
All eyes followed the flight path of the large conference table after it was flipped by Makino Ruki.
Her frustrated scream made the windows of the Metropolitan Government Building vibrate ominously.
Amusing snippet, but this brings up some interesting points.
Wouldn't this cause the Tamers/Hypnos to be interested in some of the things Lucemon and Lilithmon mentioned? Like Yggdrasil, Warrior Ten, and Alphamon?
They might wonder why they didn't show up during the D-Reaper incident.
Also, this confirms that all the current Royal Knights exist in Babylon-verse. (Dukemon isn't one here, since he's Takato's partner and all).
Wouldn't this cause the Tamers/Hypnos to be interested in some of the things Lucemon and Lilithmon mentioned? Like Yggdrasil, Warrior Ten, and Alphamon?
They might wonder why they didn't show up during the D-Reaper incident.
Also, this confirms that all the current Royal Knights exist in Babylon-verse. (Dukemon isn't one here, since he's Takato's partner and all).
ôThat was quite amazing, Alraune,ö Lucemon said with an appreciative voice while Yamaki and the male Tamers finished placing the table back in its proper place and position. ôHave you considered a career in standup comedy?ö
ôBe quiet, angel,ö Ruki spat back, no longer bothering for manners. She was rarely rude in this particular way, but this Digimon was nothing short of infuriating. ôI asked a question.ö
ôRight, rightàÆwhat I want from TakatoÆ, I believe it was.ö
The nails of his left hand made an annoying drumming noise on the chairÆs armrest.
ôYouàseem to be under the assumption that I want æsomethingÆ from Takato.ö He chuckled and shook his head, in a way that clear said that he was looking down on them all. ôWhat could I possibly want from him?ö
A snort.
ôChildren. Everything Matsuda Takato is, was and will ever be already belongs to me.ö
ôBullshit.ö Surprisingly, it was Ryo of all people who uttered that word. Maybe because Lucemon gave him some awkwardly familiar vibes.
ôAhaha, am I perhaps triggering bad memories, Akiyama?ö The angel merrily suggested, and he only received a bitter glare in response. ôBut anyway.ö
His head resting on his loosely clenched right fist, Lucemon clarified things for the Tamers.
ôThe Game will continue, with or without you. Takato cannot abandon the Gameàno, he would not abandon the Game, even if he could. The Game is the only path, both for him as well as for me. We cannot not play the Game.ö
He closed his eyes, yet his face still reflected a strange fondness, as if he were remembering something precious.
ôWeàthereÆs just no longer a choice for us. WeÆre way past the point where we could reach an agreement. Our hands cannot reach Heaven together.ö
His eyelids separated once more; intense blue eyes meeting RukiÆs serious stare,
ôTakato is mine, children. This is an absolute truth. This Gameàis basically formalization; just like the placing of the first stone or the cutting of the red band when raising a new building. A chance for Takato to put up one last bout of resistance before I properly claim himàand a chance for him to grow in power.ö
He nodded, more to himself than to the audience around him.
ôI wantàno, I need Takato to be powerful. Matsuda Takato, not the æChosen of DreamsÆ.ö
The Child Digimon concluded his monologue with a fanfare-like drumming of the seatÆs armrest.
ôWell then, weÆre wasting our time with this discussion. Shall we move on to what really matters right now?ö
ôTakatoÆs current location,ö the Avatar of Lust stated, just in case none of the humans in the room could figure it out.
Lucemon did not waste time releasing the facts.
ôTakato is currently in the grasp of the Vampire Lord Digimon, GranDracmon.ö A pause. ôWell, that makes it sound like he was kidnapped or something, but it is more likely that Takato went to him of his own volition to stay out of my reach for a while.ö
ôExplain,ö Mitsuo Yamaki demanded in a firm tone before any of the young Tamers could voice their feelings more recklessly. It was hard not to feel the latent anger in that room; those childrenàthey had many things they wanted to say to this condescending angel Digimon, but that would be pointless in the current circumstances. If Lucemon was willing to clarify things for them at this point, the best option was to gain as much information from him as possible.
ôGranDracmon. Ultimate Digimon. Former ruler of the Dark Area before I was locked in there, but heÆs never been much of a territorial being. He did not seem to particularly care when I took over most of his realm, which makes sense as his abilities work better in a reduced territory.ö
The Crest of Pride flared to life briefly, just enough for Lucemon to craft a reconstruction of GranDracmonÆs signature violet crystal. Making it twirl in his left hand, he allowed the artificial lights in the meeting room to be scattered and tinted purple before bathing the audience.
ôCrystal Avalon. Basically, the power of ædominionÆ. Within the perimeter of what he appoints as his æterritoryÆ, GranDracmon gains tremendous power. However, the extent of that power decreases in an inverse square relation to distance. Within his throne room, GranDracmon is basically God; his powers roughly comparable to TakatoÆs Crest of Dreams. As for his æattackÆ today, I can only guess he has reverse-engineered my Gate of Deadly Sins and temporarily extended his æterritoryÆ to cover the æland beyond the GateÆ.ö
He handed the crystal to Takako, who disinterestedly examined it before handing it over to Juri to her left. The Tamers would futilely try to find something odd about it, but it was in the end just a purple crystal.
ôBut that main strength of Crystal Avalon is also its weakness. GranDracmon does not often leave his throne room precisely because it is the center of his territory. He cannot just, letÆs say, invade Shinjuku and declare it the center of his territory to gain a power boost, at least without relinquishing his dominion over his pretty little corner of the Dark Area. For reasons I wonÆt go into, GranDracmon will absolutely not do that. The Death-X phenomenon is as much a problem to him as it is to everybody else, but, really, letÆs not go there. Aside from that, question so far?ö
The sudden cue caught most people there by surprise. It was hard to deal with such anàamiable enemy. Was that even the right word, amiable?
ôWhyàö Jenrya took the role of the voice of reason among the young ones, as usual. ôàwhy do you claim Takato went to this Digimon of his own volition?ö
Lucemon nodded as if acknowledging JenryaÆs cool head.
ôTakatoÆs one and only priority is the Game. Everything he does has to be examined within the context of æa move against LucemonÆ. By bringing me here and pitting GranDracmon against me, he is obviously aiming for time: Takato plans to do something and, whatever it is, he cannot do it where I can see him.ö
ôYou donÆt seem much bothered by that,ö Yamaki commented, and LucemonÆs smile became all the more charming.
ôWhy would I? How can I be anything but proud of my precious Takato taking our competition seriously?ö Resting both elbows on the armrests, Lucemon clasped his hands together under his chin. ôIt brings me great joy to know this is as important to him as it is to me.ö Separating his hands, Lucemon graced them with a somewhat condescending shrug. ôBesides, if the Game got boring I would just put an end to it and claim him right away. It is well within my current power.ö
The angelÆs hands finally rested on the table as he leaned forward on his chair.
ôEven if it is what GranDracmon wants, I refuse to let him keep Takato a second longer than absolutely necessary. I will return to the Dark Area and get Takato back, with or without your cooperation, Digimon Tamers.ö
Pushing the seat backwards, Lucemon stood up.
ôBut before that, IÆll take advantage of the fact IÆm here to visit a few places. So, if you will excuse meàö
ôWait, what,ö Ruki cut off the angelÆs words as she abruptly jumped off her chair and back on her feet. ôWhere are you going?ö
ôSightseeing, doll. IÆm going æsightseeingÆ,ö Lucemon stated in a voice that made clear he thought it was a retarded question he had been asked. ôIt would be stupid of me to suddenly start a rampage in this world.ö
ôThe Royal Knights,ö Renamon pointed out, and the other Digimon outwardly reacted at her meaningful statement.
Lucemon nodded, acknowledging the vulpine DigimonÆs insight.
ôIndeed. It is already strange enough that they did not react to LeviamonÆs partial manifestation three months ago. Even if æGodÆsÆ awareness does not reach as far as this world, it is fundamentally impossible for it to not have noticed my emergence. I must admit I am confused by the fact they are not beating me yet, but I am not one to ignore such an unexpected blessing.ö His sky blue eyes danced around the meeting room for an instant. ôAnd now it seems your human friends here have questions for you, Renamon. Best of luck with that~ö
But he was to be interrupted one more time before departing.
ôLucemon.ö
He could have just teleported himself away with the Crest of Pride, but the identity of this interloper convinced him to stop.
ôKatou Juri.ö
It was she who had taken over TakatoÆs duties in his absence. She was playing a æGameÆ against Lilithmon. Even if it could not be compared to TakatoÆs five years of misery and wordless agony, her very willingness to stand before a Demon Lord in the Game Room was worthy of, if anything, his acknowledgement.
She was not looking at him, though. Her head was kept down, eyes hidden behind her long brown hair, for once not held in a ponytail for whatever reason. Her thin, trembling arms squeezed the unmoving pink shell of her rather inconspicuous partner.
ôàweÆll defeat you, Lucemon.ö
The angel made a great effort not to laugh.
ôNo, you wonÆt. This is not one of those shounen manga where æthe power of friendshipÆ can defeat any opponent and overcome any obstacle. I am superior to you in every possible, even in this Child level.ö
He walked around the table until he was watching the skyline of metropolitan Tokyo from the large windows of the meeting room, his back turned to the Tamers, Digimon, Yamaki and Reika.
ôThe only one who could defeat me is Takato. But you, children?ö
He shook his head in utter contempt and dismissal.
ôYou are nothing.ö
And he was gone.
ôBe quiet, angel,ö Ruki spat back, no longer bothering for manners. She was rarely rude in this particular way, but this Digimon was nothing short of infuriating. ôI asked a question.ö
ôRight, rightàÆwhat I want from TakatoÆ, I believe it was.ö
The nails of his left hand made an annoying drumming noise on the chairÆs armrest.
ôYouàseem to be under the assumption that I want æsomethingÆ from Takato.ö He chuckled and shook his head, in a way that clear said that he was looking down on them all. ôWhat could I possibly want from him?ö
A snort.
ôChildren. Everything Matsuda Takato is, was and will ever be already belongs to me.ö
ôBullshit.ö Surprisingly, it was Ryo of all people who uttered that word. Maybe because Lucemon gave him some awkwardly familiar vibes.
ôAhaha, am I perhaps triggering bad memories, Akiyama?ö The angel merrily suggested, and he only received a bitter glare in response. ôBut anyway.ö
His head resting on his loosely clenched right fist, Lucemon clarified things for the Tamers.
ôThe Game will continue, with or without you. Takato cannot abandon the Gameàno, he would not abandon the Game, even if he could. The Game is the only path, both for him as well as for me. We cannot not play the Game.ö
He closed his eyes, yet his face still reflected a strange fondness, as if he were remembering something precious.
ôWeàthereÆs just no longer a choice for us. WeÆre way past the point where we could reach an agreement. Our hands cannot reach Heaven together.ö
His eyelids separated once more; intense blue eyes meeting RukiÆs serious stare,
ôTakato is mine, children. This is an absolute truth. This Gameàis basically formalization; just like the placing of the first stone or the cutting of the red band when raising a new building. A chance for Takato to put up one last bout of resistance before I properly claim himàand a chance for him to grow in power.ö
He nodded, more to himself than to the audience around him.
ôI wantàno, I need Takato to be powerful. Matsuda Takato, not the æChosen of DreamsÆ.ö
The Child Digimon concluded his monologue with a fanfare-like drumming of the seatÆs armrest.
ôWell then, weÆre wasting our time with this discussion. Shall we move on to what really matters right now?ö
ôTakatoÆs current location,ö the Avatar of Lust stated, just in case none of the humans in the room could figure it out.
Lucemon did not waste time releasing the facts.
ôTakato is currently in the grasp of the Vampire Lord Digimon, GranDracmon.ö A pause. ôWell, that makes it sound like he was kidnapped or something, but it is more likely that Takato went to him of his own volition to stay out of my reach for a while.ö
ôExplain,ö Mitsuo Yamaki demanded in a firm tone before any of the young Tamers could voice their feelings more recklessly. It was hard not to feel the latent anger in that room; those childrenàthey had many things they wanted to say to this condescending angel Digimon, but that would be pointless in the current circumstances. If Lucemon was willing to clarify things for them at this point, the best option was to gain as much information from him as possible.
ôGranDracmon. Ultimate Digimon. Former ruler of the Dark Area before I was locked in there, but heÆs never been much of a territorial being. He did not seem to particularly care when I took over most of his realm, which makes sense as his abilities work better in a reduced territory.ö
The Crest of Pride flared to life briefly, just enough for Lucemon to craft a reconstruction of GranDracmonÆs signature violet crystal. Making it twirl in his left hand, he allowed the artificial lights in the meeting room to be scattered and tinted purple before bathing the audience.
ôCrystal Avalon. Basically, the power of ædominionÆ. Within the perimeter of what he appoints as his æterritoryÆ, GranDracmon gains tremendous power. However, the extent of that power decreases in an inverse square relation to distance. Within his throne room, GranDracmon is basically God; his powers roughly comparable to TakatoÆs Crest of Dreams. As for his æattackÆ today, I can only guess he has reverse-engineered my Gate of Deadly Sins and temporarily extended his æterritoryÆ to cover the æland beyond the GateÆ.ö
He handed the crystal to Takako, who disinterestedly examined it before handing it over to Juri to her left. The Tamers would futilely try to find something odd about it, but it was in the end just a purple crystal.
ôBut that main strength of Crystal Avalon is also its weakness. GranDracmon does not often leave his throne room precisely because it is the center of his territory. He cannot just, letÆs say, invade Shinjuku and declare it the center of his territory to gain a power boost, at least without relinquishing his dominion over his pretty little corner of the Dark Area. For reasons I wonÆt go into, GranDracmon will absolutely not do that. The Death-X phenomenon is as much a problem to him as it is to everybody else, but, really, letÆs not go there. Aside from that, question so far?ö
The sudden cue caught most people there by surprise. It was hard to deal with such anàamiable enemy. Was that even the right word, amiable?
ôWhyàö Jenrya took the role of the voice of reason among the young ones, as usual. ôàwhy do you claim Takato went to this Digimon of his own volition?ö
Lucemon nodded as if acknowledging JenryaÆs cool head.
ôTakatoÆs one and only priority is the Game. Everything he does has to be examined within the context of æa move against LucemonÆ. By bringing me here and pitting GranDracmon against me, he is obviously aiming for time: Takato plans to do something and, whatever it is, he cannot do it where I can see him.ö
ôYou donÆt seem much bothered by that,ö Yamaki commented, and LucemonÆs smile became all the more charming.
ôWhy would I? How can I be anything but proud of my precious Takato taking our competition seriously?ö Resting both elbows on the armrests, Lucemon clasped his hands together under his chin. ôIt brings me great joy to know this is as important to him as it is to me.ö Separating his hands, Lucemon graced them with a somewhat condescending shrug. ôBesides, if the Game got boring I would just put an end to it and claim him right away. It is well within my current power.ö
The angelÆs hands finally rested on the table as he leaned forward on his chair.
ôEven if it is what GranDracmon wants, I refuse to let him keep Takato a second longer than absolutely necessary. I will return to the Dark Area and get Takato back, with or without your cooperation, Digimon Tamers.ö
Pushing the seat backwards, Lucemon stood up.
ôBut before that, IÆll take advantage of the fact IÆm here to visit a few places. So, if you will excuse meàö
ôWait, what,ö Ruki cut off the angelÆs words as she abruptly jumped off her chair and back on her feet. ôWhere are you going?ö
ôSightseeing, doll. IÆm going æsightseeingÆ,ö Lucemon stated in a voice that made clear he thought it was a retarded question he had been asked. ôIt would be stupid of me to suddenly start a rampage in this world.ö
ôThe Royal Knights,ö Renamon pointed out, and the other Digimon outwardly reacted at her meaningful statement.
Lucemon nodded, acknowledging the vulpine DigimonÆs insight.
ôIndeed. It is already strange enough that they did not react to LeviamonÆs partial manifestation three months ago. Even if æGodÆsÆ awareness does not reach as far as this world, it is fundamentally impossible for it to not have noticed my emergence. I must admit I am confused by the fact they are not beating me yet, but I am not one to ignore such an unexpected blessing.ö His sky blue eyes danced around the meeting room for an instant. ôAnd now it seems your human friends here have questions for you, Renamon. Best of luck with that~ö
But he was to be interrupted one more time before departing.
ôLucemon.ö
He could have just teleported himself away with the Crest of Pride, but the identity of this interloper convinced him to stop.
ôKatou Juri.ö
It was she who had taken over TakatoÆs duties in his absence. She was playing a æGameÆ against Lilithmon. Even if it could not be compared to TakatoÆs five years of misery and wordless agony, her very willingness to stand before a Demon Lord in the Game Room was worthy of, if anything, his acknowledgement.
She was not looking at him, though. Her head was kept down, eyes hidden behind her long brown hair, for once not held in a ponytail for whatever reason. Her thin, trembling arms squeezed the unmoving pink shell of her rather inconspicuous partner.
ôàweÆll defeat you, Lucemon.ö
The angel made a great effort not to laugh.
ôNo, you wonÆt. This is not one of those shounen manga where æthe power of friendshipÆ can defeat any opponent and overcome any obstacle. I am superior to you in every possible, even in this Child level.ö
He walked around the table until he was watching the skyline of metropolitan Tokyo from the large windows of the meeting room, his back turned to the Tamers, Digimon, Yamaki and Reika.
ôThe only one who could defeat me is Takato. But you, children?ö
He shook his head in utter contempt and dismissal.
ôYou are nothing.ö
And he was gone.
sytang said:
ôNo, you wonÆt. This is not one of those shounen manga where æthe power of friendshipÆ can defeat any opponent and overcome any obstacle."