"It is our duty as men and women to proceed as though the limits of our abilities do not exist." -Pierre Teilhard De Chardin

The green leaves of spring greet the people of the city Annon after the cold winter, peacefull times have been brought to them ever since the Crusaders has been taken into order, for times have not been these cheerful and in some parts they still are dangerous

For centuries the people of the Digital World have been fighting against death, it started by the creation of the mythical creatures called Digimon, not always has man been friends with the mythical creatures of the world, they fought against each other for centuries, until a new enemy arose from the ashes of their destroyed comrades

These empty hollow creatures bearing the mask of a death rose above the two factions, with more power then both ever dreamed of, it was then that the pact was made, the pact of Eaglis, in this pact both Digimon and Human got their equal rights and both joined arms to fight the condemned creatures that stood before them

They called them Hollows, it was speculated that when their comrades were dying they made a pact with the devil, he gave them a new life, a life without feeling, a hollow heart that pumps with the sense of hunger for flesh and hate, a hate against Digimon and Human

While the armies marched against the dark hollow creatures of the shadows, the people of Annon had not been sitting still, the folk of Annon were exceptionally good at engenderers, the whole city had technology that the others could just dream about and they kept this technology for themselves, they thought that nothing could beat them

In that time King Ryoma ruled the kingdom, he did not want to have anything to do with the war against the Hollows, he ignored any offering of a pact and did nothing but improve his own wealth, in that time King Ryoma was busy with a new invention, they started engineering a new kind of armour, completely made out of the data of Digimon, so that the could double their power.

Many Digimon and citizens were killed by his experiments, they didn't add up and this started to make the King agitated, for the army of Eaglis was losing the war and this meant that soon the Hollows would be on his doorstep

It was when a youngboy named Joutout Takai came brought into the castle in seek of help that he was forced to under go the final test.

Joutou Takai was a young farmers boy, who came from the plains of Teandir, the plains that lay about 30 KM from the city of Annon, the boy was send back by his mother, he was injured and covered with blood when he rode into the city of Annon, his village was slaughtered by Hollows, they had taken everyone, Joutou's mother send him back to warn King Ryoma, to beg him for assistance

Joutou Takai was the first successful experiment on the armour, they had taken a Gomamon to fit his looks, in this time these decisions were based on personality and element, Toujou was a young kid with short blue hair, for this they chose that his element was water and tus came in a Gomamon, Gomamon became Joutou's partner and armour

When the Hollows were closing in on the city of Annon the King called for Toujou, the young boy was still inexperienced and had sadness in his eyes, he was wearing a cloth brown shirt, that was way to big to fit his build, he was skinny you see, but it didn't matter to the king

Joutou followed the King as he walked to his throne, it was in the main castle hall of Annon, the hall had large pillars covered with beautiful stones, the floor tiles were made of the richest blue stones of the land, the glimmered, the side had pillars rising up to a sky of glass, behind it you could see the dark clouds, the dark clouds made the hallway look grim and depressive.

While the King and Joutou walked up the stairs to the throne they passed a mass of people who sought for revue in the castle hall, they were sitting around on the floor, some of them bend down to greet the King, other simply ignored the King's arrogance for not helping the other armies of Eaglis, near the throne a small boy was glancing around a pillar, the young boy was about 12 years old, the same age as Joutou was, the boy was wearing a dark blue shirt, tied together with robe around his waist, the large shirt had no sleeves and was made of silk and beneath the shirt he wore a white silk shirt together with brown pats and leather shoes, he looked as his father didn't even glance at him, for he was Ryoku, prince of Annon and follower of the Throne, he watched as his father made way up the steps to the throne together with Joutou, who in his hands held the young and scared Gomamon and then King Ryoma did something unexpected, he bowed before Joutou and gave him a ring, the ring had a blue stone in the middle and he slit it on his finger, the rest of the people simply starred at them for a while before the King spoke

"I will now recognise you as Joutou Katai, Ice Diamond of the North, first of the Crusaders"

Joutou looked at him strangely, he didn't understand what was going on nor what the King meant

"...Ice Diamond of ...the North..."

The King rose from his knees and now looked down on Joutou, who was looking at the ring on his finger


The King led Joutou to a balcony, form there thy watched over the long plains of the land around Annon, the plains were covered with darkness and troops of the Shadow army of the Hollows, Joutou starred at them afraid and yet amazed by thir size

"If you do not fight then all of us will die, just like your village"

Joutou starred at King Ryoma confused

"But... what difference will a young boy be able to do..."

"My dear Katai, you are not a mere young boy anymore, look at the gift that I have given to you, it will give you strength when you need it, strength to protect the ones you love..."

Joutou looked the other way, his face rather depressed

"What I love has been taken from me, I have nothing..."

"The please Katai, use your strength to protect the people of Annon, before all hope has faded..."

Joutou starred at the flames of the armies beyond

"Before all our faiths have been turned to ash, like our fallen comrades..."