Session 52

Digimon Theme (Tri ver.)

Of the many annoying things to be found within the Digitalverse, traveling across dimensions was quite high up on that list. The only things possibly higher than it were the confusing lore and the author. There exists only one such place where those two things could combine into something much worse. In this case, the Dream World.

"This is it." Aegiochusmon thought as he stood at the edge between dimensional space and this unknown world. "A shame there's no other way than to go through clown slut's realm."

He took a deep breath and stepped across the divide, getting flooded with a bombardment of random images that had no theme or message. It was the sort of thing one expected on a drug trip. Only the person experiencing it wasn't under the influence. After a few seconds of that, this gave way to the destroyed Mahora. For as much as he wanted to stay here, he couldn't. After all, this place was just a 'dream'. Unless you throw everything you got at it, it won't occur.

With that, Aegiochusmon's phone then went off. After digging through his imaginary pockets for a few seconds, he managed to find the device.

"Hello?" the harem mage greeted, only to have it returned with a scream. "Oh it's you, clown bitch."

"Jestery want her candy NOW!" Jestery announced, her voice seeming to rise with each word.

"I gave Cora the bag. Why don't you ask her?"

For a few seconds, the phone went silent. This was then followed up by a scream loud enough to be heard on far reaches of the digitalverse. After that, Aegiochusmon just hung up and shoved the phone into another one of his imaginary pockets. Which, makes this the upteempth time the author forgot what Aegiochusmon even looked like.

"Can my eventual evolved form have some sort of way to carry my stuff?" Aegiochusmon announced as the dream version of Mahora held up, unwilling to let its creator go. "Well this is flipping great."

For now, he would need to wait till the link.

"So, where am I?" the harem mage thought and gazed around the area. He was standing at the southern edge of Mahora's middle school district, bordered by light forest of dead trees and a large green pond. He decided to head towards the pond, sitting himself down on"You're fixated on this, aren't you? This is our white whale, forever sailing the ocean blue out of our reach."

Maybe the harem mage was right. We do always seem to find ourselves within this ruined town, looking back on what wrong. Of which, a lot of things that were out of one's control. But that is how life works some days. Eventually though, one will need to just move on with their lives.

"Move on, huh?" Aegiochusmon whispered and stared off into the distance. Even within this close approximation of his ruined home, there still appeared to be some semblance of hope left to be unearthed. While there was much work to be done, he could ask Polly and Chacha to lend a hand. "Maybe one this is all over, we'll come back and fix this mess once and for all."

Aegiochusmon made a quick glance towards the ground as tears began to fall down from his face. Of all things he wanted at this point, Polly and Chacha were on the top of that list. For as nice as the monologue with himself had been, having either or both girls would have made it feel a whole lot better. He closed his eyes and 'stared' into his mind, searching for the two girls within his memories. But all he could find within were just faded images of them, ready to dissipate to the sands of time forever. If he didn't act now, they would quickly become out of his reach and fall into the corrupting hands of the Gostelow family. Of all the possibilities that could happen, this was the worst outcome to potentially occur. But this wasn't the time to think about that. It's the time to strike the iron and act upon your decision. It could possibly be the harem mage's one and only chance to set this mess right. In many ways, he wasn't the only one marching on to his desired destiny. While the seasons changes and priorities shift, new opportunities appear to oneself. And sometimes, you just have to put yourself to the grindstone to reach the next stage.

"Okay then." Aegiochusmon whispered as he smashed a path through the forest of dead trees as a grinding sound filled the air. If they had been the real thing, he probably would have taken more care and patience. But this wasn't the real mahora, just a very approximate simulation of one created from the harem mage's memories. Even then, that still didn't explain the racket that was quickly approaching him. "Crap."

Aegiochusmon quickly turned around, finding a possible cloaked figure nearing him. He doubted it was either Jestery or Cora, who usually prefered a more direct approach to these sorts of things. No, this had to be someone with a grudge and/or motive to take him on within this realm. In retrospect, it was bound to happen sooner or later. But he hadn't expected it here of all places. He had expected it more in the inner sanctum, where the only people that could be affected would be those mentioned a couple lines ago.

"Let's do it." he thought and turned his attention to his possible opponent.

Terra Archens (Blazing Earth)!

Aegiochus aimed the beam of lava towards the ground and shot up into the air. On much closer inspection, the target appeared more translucent than invisible. Not that it really changed much for Aegiochusmon. This was just another unforeseen obstacle in his path, a chance to improve upon himself more when the true battle finally came. And yet when he got up into the air, there was nothing to be fought. Heck, he doubted there had been anyone there at all and made a soft landing. It was kind of a disappointment, especially after that speech.

"Did you have to do that?" Aegiochusmon thought and took a deep breath, his gaze focusing off into the distance. While everything still looked the same, something felt off.

"Boo."

The harem mage then turned around, finding a young man standing before him. He was dressed in a cream white cloak with thin brown trim. A matching hood covered his head, still revealing a pair of bloodshot eyes to go with the handful of peeks of a permanently stained red body underneath his cloak.

"Oh, it's you." Aegiochusmon whispered and cautiously took a step back. "Please leave."

"It's been far too long, Fate." the man greeted and smiled towards the harem mage. All he got out of it was a blank look. "Come on now, It's your bud, Devi! At the very least, you could kindly acknowledge my presence."

Out of the thirteen high-ranking members held within The Order, 'Devi' was considered one of the worst. He was pretty much a glorified murderer, killing just for the heartless sake of it. Rarely was he found at base, instead running some sort of 'errand' for Julie and her pet dark cloud thing. The only other thing this idiot even good for was teaching. As such, he made for the perfect teacher of The Dark Blades. Which, totally didn't bite them in the ass whatsoever.

Aegiochusmon didn't answer and decided to just head back towards his point of origin. Personally, he really didn't want to be anywhere near this crazed lunatic whatsoever. But life had a mysterious way of not giving you what you desired, instead deciding to give you more of what you despised.

"Seriously man? And to think, I was actually going to be helpful for once, maybe even leave mermaid and robo-slut to you. As long as you cooperate..."

As Devi continued to babble on, Aegiochusmon finally reached the far outskirts of his dream world and proceeded to smash his fist into the wall. While it did connect,

"Thank god." he thought and made one final glance towards the ruined buildings of Mahora. "It always leads back to here, doesn't it?"

The author didn't answer and instead decided to watch the harem mage smash his way through. On the other side, he found himself within the black void one expected to see in the dream world as his dreamscape crumbled away. Whatever happened to Devi didn't really matter to him at this point. He just needed to head on and reach his goal.

"Take me to Earth-B." Aegiochusmon whispered and watched as a portal appeared before him. "I'm coming guys, just you wait."

The harem mage took a casual step in, just getting a quick glance of a certain girl dressed in a violet lolita outfit.

"Good luck." the figure whispered and watched as the portal and its occupant faded away. "We're both going to need it."

Notes:

To be totally honest with you guys, this chapter is a mess. But I'm fine with that. Especially with the chapter taking place primarily in the dream world.

Slight hiatus for Tri Abridged and a bunch of other projects that got put off for a month or two. Considering what usually happens, it probably won't be that long.

Also, I wonder what she is up too?

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Next Time: Just in time, Cutemon...