Dreamy and the Seven Sins

by Cyanosis the Numeric Dragonair

A story I came up wiith while reading Digimon fanfics. Will be told in first person.

Forest Zone, Two Standard Digital Years after the defeat of Quartzmon.

Dreamy's Personal Log.

"Look, kid, you're a psychopath in a massive metal mech suit! Grow some sense why dont yo-" I kicked the idiot Goblinmon into the wall, and picked up the poor little digimon he and his friends had been bullying. "Its okay little fella..." I then ran off back to my little room in the ruins of the fortress I had built.

After I returned the digi to its parents, I began pondering my life choices. Was being a digidestined all it was cracked up to be? Sure, I built a replica of Shoutmon X7F to the scale of X7 packed to bursting with weapons systems. I'm virtually a god... and yet... That vision I had two years ago still haunts me... of Dreamy Generamon, Reapermon, GunHydramon, and the others... I need to go find them. Or at least their digicores.