Hey, Shaun here, and this is my digimon fan fiction. My friend dared me to make one to put the dubs to shame, and here I give it my all. Expect epic battles, tense drama, and action action action! I do not own digimon, never have never will...unless I turn out to be Yggdrasil's body later. Then I could...
Two shadowy men walked through the fortress within the Dark Area, contemplating their next move. Thinking of how to take the jewel of any conquerer into their crown; the real world. One seemed to be a living embodiment of the devil, hellish in appearance and pure malice radiated from him. The stranger was a friend to the other, of whom no one knew or had ever heard of. The unknown man spoke, "Are the Zeltha Corps complete? I hope at this stage you do not allow for anymore screw ups." The first one replied with a vile smirk, "I have done so, scouting the land for the most vile digimon ever to be seen."
(Phelesmon: A very dangerous virus digimon from the Dark Area. Despite being ultimate level, he can destroy a mega with his Dark Sabotage, which turns all the enemy's energy to darkness to be transported to the Dark Area)
Phelesmon was a lethal ally for the dark man, but he had significant power himself, enough to call back the DexDorugamons that even now waited for the chance to storm the real world. Phelesmon could be trusted with the invasion of that pitiful world, and would do it right.
Phelesmon turned to look for the dark man, only to find null and void where he once stood proudly. The man is a strange little bit of flesh, thought Phelesmon before a Devimon reported in for duty, "The troops are ready for a fight. Shall we test the mettle of those insignificant humans?" Phelesmon was tempted that very moment to begin the first phase of the invasion, but knew that would anger his evil ally. And doing that, he remembered by the example of a Kurisarimon that angered that one. The virus champion level digimon was torn to shreds within a second by the cruel sword across the living shadow's back.
However, denying the troops blood and the meat of the humans would be lethal for the success of the cause of digimon domination of the human world. He slyly made a smile across his dark, evil mug, "Send down...Deltamon. Just to be safe."A huge dinosaur moved in the darkness of the Dark Area, "Right away, sir."
Phelesmon looked up to see the success of his greatest work yet. "It is so beautiful, without emotion...without feeling...the culmination of all my life's work, the greatest Demon Lord digimon of all! With all those Gizmon scraps provided by Kurata, I have been able to construct you, my great beast, you...feed him!!" Phelesmon grasped the Devimon's arm and threw it up to the massive construct in the sky, and a single, solemn voice originating from everywhere roared in answer, "Auratio Granduo Rokua!!"A huge red beam emitted from the huge digitama, consuming the Devimon, making it fade completely and vanish into a stream of data that went into the black egg, making the egg quake.
Phelesmon put both claws into the air, the Project Octo was nearly complete. Soon, he would rule over the Demon Lords and the Sovereigns, and put the wheels of his fate back into motion. "stir...wake my beloved beast!" However, as soon as the spasms began, they ended and left a severely irked Phelesmon standing there with only one thing in mind. Continuing Project Octo.