In Case of Crisis Reset Reality

by The Lance of the Future

Years ago during the battle with the D-Reaper over half the Digital World was destroyed. As such now the Tamers have to deal with the new world rising from its ashes as they seek out their lost partners. Yet forces outside their control are rising and soon they may find themselves swept up in a new conflict.

1. Prologue: Mysterious Findings

Ok so hopefully my return to writing won't be riddled with cliché and the stupidity of a teenager this time. So this is just to stretch the writing muscles again but I hope some of you enjoy. Also I don't own any of the fictional characters or properties appearing in this story please support any and all official releases.

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In Case of Crisis Reset Reality Prologue

In darkness, or at least the darkness created when one exists between the realms of the dreaming and reality, a mind slowly starts to wonder as minds are made to do. Who… what am I. Whatever it was did not find the answers in itself and instead tried to join the realm of reality with slowly opening eyes. Unfortunately before a bright light could make that plan a failure it glimpsed to strange shapes one golden and one white. It tried to reach out to the shapes but nothing of any limbs it might have would move.

"It can't be." A voice pierced the haze, the voice sounded strong but seemed to carry youthful energy, yet still the being who heard that voice could not speak back with one of its own.

"It isn't. Look there is differences and if it was the same we'd see two unconscious beings not one." A second voice more regal and with a weight of authority. What did it mean though? Did that mean the voice knew of something else like it?

"Yet there can't be more than one you know that would be impossible." More than one? Did that mean it was special or did it make the other less special?

"The one itself was considered impossible. Besides this isn't the first time it made a copy." A copy? Was it not even the first of that? Some other it? None of this made sense if only it could just move or make a sound.

"Wait how can that be? If it happened before it must have…" The young voice sounded confused.

"It is something we do not speak of." The regal voice cutting off the young one from further inquiry about this other it.

"So what do we do with it?" The young voice again. It seems at least the two figures would not leave it here… wherever it was.

"Take it with us this means something and I'd like to know what." If it could respond it would agree with the regal one. Instead it felt himself move, it was being carried. Though before its thoughts could drift to where it would be going its thoughts started to fade away and it slipped into the realm of dreams were this event would become lost among fantasies and shadows.