Wrote this because I needed to express my feels after Confession destroyed me.
He didn't know what memories he was losing; only the growing sense of awareness that he was.
The gaps were spreading into an abyss, flashes of importance being wrenched from him, spiraling away in a flurry of data. He wanted to cry, reach out, pull them back, but he was too weak. He was losing energy too fast. He was now MegaKabuterimon. No, Kabuterimon. Tentomon.
The final image snatched away, the one he clung the strongest to before his mind was thrown into oblivion, was that of a boy's smile and a faint, fading recognition that it was precious.