Prolouge

Malomyotismon's creator rose out of the flames. A giant dark humanoid dragon-like digimon, death radiating from its core. Digidestined from all around the world gathered about it, gasping from shock. This digimon was death itself. The reason war existed. Creator of hell. Opposite of Seraphimon himself. His mere presence caused you to remember all the bad things that had ever happened in your life. Death itself turned to the digidestined and as everything became consumed by darkness, one word eminated from it: Emisinmon