Megidramon
I

He was always sleeping.

He was synonym of death even when he slept, the very definition of corrupted power, that had Master and no Master at the same time - the most feared of the beasts among the leftovers of this world – with reason, although, as one of his...

(Partners? The word opens up too many things that should be forgotten. Things that he already forgot, or that he says he did.)

His companions had said once, all the weaklings had died and the survivors were strong or smart enough to know how to back down and live in fear until Master (corrupted) saved them.

He had also being a weakling once – digimon should have the same perception of time as humans, but he vaguely remembers those times, he only remembers that when Master had arrived at the Digital World and carved his seed into his brain there was only pain and anger – anger at whichever was happening, anger at their 'healthy' friends (that fell under it too, not so much later, perhaps he was the cause, he cared little about it), and later towards his Master.

Perhaps it wasn't Master's seed, he only enforced the feelings that had been there before, he remembers feeling abandoned – the name of the human escapes him now, but that doesn't matter, if the human had not created him, he wouldn't be suffering like that (because even in his sleep he was in pain), not only that, but the human was probably being happy – not worrying about his creation's pain, the human had tried to contact a couple of times and then he stopped doing it, in that moment, the Digimon realized he had become an afterthought, because humans always grow up just like Digimon evolve, but the difference is that humans forget while they don't.

And was that pure, raw hatred towards his creator, which had made him reach evolution that ultimately lead him to Megidramon, the ruler of whatever was left of the Digital World.

"We are going back to the human world." If Master had emotions, he'd say it was excited "Remember the last time you and the others went back?"

He does and doesn't, he doesn't remember exactly how did he evolve, but he remembers the taste of human blood on his mouth and the sound of bones being crushed and how his brain went to a turmoil of emotions that he still cannot comprehend, the only thing he remembers of the human world is the sound of goggles shattering and evolution.

Evolution is normally a painful process, your data is decoded - meaning that for a crucial matter of minutes, you stop existing and then you exist again, as another entity, in a normal evolution despite being a different being, you act the same as you did before, the dark evolution is different, because it works only based off negative emotions, and now, on all his destructive glory, Megidramon was always angry - even in dreams, he had been born because of hatred and he'd die because of hatred.

"There isn't much to destroy now." Master explains "Most of Shinjuku went down in flames last time we went there, but…" if Master had a physical form, he'd say that it was smiling "I think I can find a way to do a little trip, I'm sure you would love to see your previous master again."

Since Master was omnipresent, he could only suppose that he had had the same conversation with the rest of the army.

"Wake up, Megidramon."

Master's voice sounded like a most grave - most mature version of the voice of a boy that he vaguely remembers.

And since it was it's orders, his orders, he simply couldn't disobey.

He let the remnants of the Digital World know that he was awake with a roar.