I have an explination for all of you noticed the part where I said Oikawa was Miyako's father. There are two reasons that I wrote it like that. One, I needed a reason for her to turn on Hikari. Two, I didn't mean literally, its more like God is considered to be a father; you know protects, leads. That kind of thing.
Chapter 5
The battle, and the war, was over my morning. Nearly all of Oikawa's troops had been killed, and only a few of the Three Mighty Kings' men were killed. Among their dead were Daisuke, the traitor Miyako and a few others.
A few months later Hikari gave birth to a healthy baby boy. They named him Daisuke, in honor of the man who gave his life to protect him, and his mother, from death.
With Oikawa gone Hikarioaga fell apart. The Kings of Kamiya, Ichijouji and Ishida divided it amongst their kingdoms, all but one section in the middle where one large tree grew. The tree had been burned and slashed, yet it still lived. This one tree was close to where the camp of the Three Mighty Kings was last.
But the tree it self held no special honor, it was the grave underneath that did. The grave belonged to Lord Daisuke of Motomiya, a great hero of Digialtalan.
Hikari and Daisuke visited the grave very often, and each time they would recite a poem that was carved on a section of the tree that was free of the battle's scars.
Our God and the soldier we alike adore
But at the brink of danger, not before:
After deliverance, both alike requited,
God is forgotten, the soldier slighted.
-Anon.
The End
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My dad found this seventeenth century quote, and I found it fit quite well as a memorandum thing for Daisuke.
Yeah, I know it's short, but I was having writer's block as I was getting near the end.
This will be my last Digimon fic for a little while because I have to get rid of the writer's block, and because I need insperation. I do have plans for one about the DigiDestineds' kids, I just need to write it.
Chapter 5
The battle, and the war, was over my morning. Nearly all of Oikawa's troops had been killed, and only a few of the Three Mighty Kings' men were killed. Among their dead were Daisuke, the traitor Miyako and a few others.
A few months later Hikari gave birth to a healthy baby boy. They named him Daisuke, in honor of the man who gave his life to protect him, and his mother, from death.
With Oikawa gone Hikarioaga fell apart. The Kings of Kamiya, Ichijouji and Ishida divided it amongst their kingdoms, all but one section in the middle where one large tree grew. The tree had been burned and slashed, yet it still lived. This one tree was close to where the camp of the Three Mighty Kings was last.
But the tree it self held no special honor, it was the grave underneath that did. The grave belonged to Lord Daisuke of Motomiya, a great hero of Digialtalan.
Hikari and Daisuke visited the grave very often, and each time they would recite a poem that was carved on a section of the tree that was free of the battle's scars.
Our God and the soldier we alike adore
But at the brink of danger, not before:
After deliverance, both alike requited,
God is forgotten, the soldier slighted.
-Anon.
The End
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My dad found this seventeenth century quote, and I found it fit quite well as a memorandum thing for Daisuke.
Yeah, I know it's short, but I was having writer's block as I was getting near the end.
This will be my last Digimon fic for a little while because I have to get rid of the writer's block, and because I need insperation. I do have plans for one about the DigiDestineds' kids, I just need to write it.