The Digimon Emperor was happy. He had decisively shown those kids that he was the master of this world and that this was HIS game to win. They and their pets had gotten away for now but no matter, they would come back and when they did he would win and claim the digimon as his spoils of war.
He was in his base reveling in the fact that the entire map was black. All digimon bowed to him! He had even discovered a way to empower his dark rings even more as well as learning and mastering the level beyond Ultimate, Mega. Then an email came through. Its sender was the same one that had put the Digital World on his computer those years ago.
The message said, "Hail to the Emperor! You are truly the King of the East Digital World but have you the strength to conquer the gods? There are four Sovereign sealed in the quadrants by your towers; however should you call to them with your digivice you will release them to either subdue or kill. However should you fail you will have incurred their wraith and shall watch as your empire falls around you. And be warned they are more powerful than any single Mega that you have under your control.
"I know the location of the Eastern god, Azulongmon. Call to him with your Digivice at any of the "Destiny Stones" and see if it is your destiny to rule this world… If you dare!" Below the message was a list of coordinates pointing out stones that Ken had seen before and wondered at their purpose and now he knew- to call out a Boss Battle. Well there was a new challenge until the Digi-Fools returned- taming their own gods to use against them, what delicious irony.
"Come, Wormmon," he told his exposition fairy, "We have a god to tame!"
This was it, he was prepared. Fifty Mega, One Hundred Ultimate, and Two Hundred Champions- Sixty Control Spires in the immediate are with a hundred more hidden in the area out of sight, not to mention the countless Mega level Rings he had to force Azulongmon's loyalty.
Now it was time for the battle to begin- not for the first time did he dislike the lack of a save function, but that just made it all the more exciting. He'd have to just win the first time. Which made preparation all the more important. This had to be perfect. Now he was as prepared as he ever would be- stalling had no point, save to give him nerves. He thrust his digivice at the destiny stone and sat back to watch the cinematic cut-scene. Definitely impressive, shame he would be able to only see it once. He watched the dragon look around eyeing his enemies warily. So majestic, so powerful- he must make bow to him! He cracked his whip and all his slaves began to fire off their attacks. "Aurora Force."
Many of his slave's attacks were pierced and blocked by the lightning. Some of the bolts traveled and felled the digimon that made no effort to dodge or block. In return some of the attacks hit Azulongmon. All but the strongest of strikes seemed to be no worse than pinpricks- which made him want the dragon more. It would bow to him! So without pretense or calling it out, he stealthily let a ring go. Silently it glided toward the target, Azulongmon did not notice in the chaos of the fighting.
The ring clamped on to a fore-claw! He had done it! Only, he hadn't, he realized. One of Azulongmon's eyes turned a bright blood red and the rest dilated. He began to flail wildly around striking at enemies both real and phantasmal. No matter this was not the first digimon that had not obeyed at the first. He knew the cure for that, more Rings! So he threw two more. One was pierced by Azulongmon's Lightning Whip; but the other ring caught the other fore-claw. Another eye turned the bright red. The thrashing became worse. Had the digimon been on the Earth the area would have been leveled by now. Azulongmon launched attacks haphazardly at imaginary foes doing much damage to the surrounding area when his attacks went earthward.
This was both exciting and annoying! Another Ring, one the back claws! The dragon stopped it's thrashing. All but one of the dragon's eyes glowed a fiery red. Azulongmon did not strike out anymore but it did not come when he called to it. Unable to strike out but unable to flee- it was still free? A strong will, but those were much more fun to break. The Digimon Emperor looked around at the results: fifteen Mega were missing, twenty more were losing data too fast to be long for this world- no matter they would come back, Similarly, only thirty-four Ultimates still stood battle-worthy, the Champions faired the worst at sixty-seven survivors- many of the Control Spires were gone but enough remained for his purposes, Wormmon was clutching his leg trying to hide his fear while also not leaving his side. He smiled- now was the time for ceremony.
"Now my slaves," He called to those who still stood, "Behold my power! I have faced a god without flinching and have come out victorious! Remember this day and the power of your Emperor and rejoice in being able to serve me! Now Watch as Azulongmon himself, your god, bows in my presence!"
With that he released one last Ring that went toward the Soveriegn. It watched it with a resigned eye- it had accepted its fate. It even stuck the remaining leg out to make it easier for his ring! The Emperor cracked his whip once. His slaves on the ground bowed their heads as their former god flew earthward. As it descended, it shrunk. At the time of it's landing the Emperor's newest slave was only a tiny twenty meters long and eight meters tall. It folded its wings and bowed to its new master. He climbed on top of the dragon's head, dragging Wormmon along out of habit, and cracked his whip in the air once more. His slaves raised their heads- the sight made him so giddy that he actually cackled in glee, and once he began he started to move into the realm of hysterics. Without a word or a glance his slaves began to return to his base. Maybe later he would make a triumphal arch to denote his great victory today… Yes those destiny stones would make wonderful decorations. The Digimon Emperor rode away, designs of his newest project already in his head.