I don't own Digimon…. What more can I say?
This is my story, Takato's Pride. This is what happens when you're in college sitting in a super boring class and you start to think about an anime you haven't seen in years.
Takato's Pride
One day when everyone was happy, people had digimon. The world was a happy. Takato was different from everyone else, because he… well you all know the story. With the creating his own digimon and all. Well as everyone got older, the times changed. People changed, Takato changed. Takato was always the good guy, the one who always stood up for others instead of himself. He did things how everyone else wanted. This time, he's doing things his way.
The world won't be happy for long.
"Friends, heh, who needs them? Without me, they wouldn't even be alive. For evertying I've done for these people, they've taken it for granted. I'll take it all back. I'll being them a terror like they've never seen. The D-Reaper, ha, that was a video game compared to what me. I don't care about ruling this world or the next. I just want the world to respect me. And fear me.
