When the most important things are taken from you, you can hardly feel anything.
Hatred, fear, rage, sadness, desperation. And the silent questions - "How?.. Why?.."
Before you passed away, you answered them.
"It's my fate."
You'd chosen it, but did you really deserve it? Did I deserve to lose you? I'm broken without you. And many days, many strength, many will are needed to collect my soul...bit by bit...
This process would be incomplete, if I...
If I wouldn't talk to the certain digimon who is staying in front of me and who is already ready to ask for my forgiveness - but too scared to look in my eyes anyway.
We're both scared, we both need this power to say the words that seem to be so simple.
He is smiling and saying he has found his own tamers eventually. Yes, there is a boy and a girl behind him. Younger than most of us. Quiet, thrilled, but somewhat resolved faces. Just like each of us had during his first battle. He is their partner, he is their best friend. They are going to be strong tamers - unlike me.
I'm touching Takato's hand slightly showing him I'm ready to go. I make a step forward - and he makes the one to meet me.
Our glances meet.
What have we come through?.. It doesn't matter too much now. Because after all enemies defeated, our strongest enemy has woke up in our souls.
The past.
And the several seconds, the moments will show if it is going to be defeated.
We are scared to do the first step - and he's appeared to be braver than me, as he is the one who has made it.
"Will you forgive me?"
I promised I wouldn"t cry, Leomon. Too much mourning, depression, pain - too much of everything.
"I'm happy..."
And I mean it...I remember it.
"I'm happy no one has suffered...no one has been lost, taken away."
His green eyes are brightening.
It's okay, Impmon. We were both weak once. We are weak no more.
