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Guest) ... Given how large the multiverse is (nine-hundred to a thousand established universes within the story), there would logically have to be a world that's busted to hell, same as there would have to be an Arcadian existence somewhere. But I digress.
That throw-away line wasn't really to establish that, but to drive home just how almost-psychotically attached to their group Takato and Guilmon would've had to become over that century.
It's almost poetic...
Guilmon - Growlmon - WarGrowlmon - (Bio-Merge with Takato) Gallantmon [Mega] - (Jogress Digivolution with Sakuyamon or MegaGargomon) Gallantmon Crimson Mode [Super Ultimate] - (Hybrid Digivolution with Sakuyamon & MegaGargomon) ? [?]
All that power, and they still unleashed the Great Evil Beast...
The Keeper of Worlds) 'pockets money' No take-backs.
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Okay, three-thousand words per chapter. So we're ahead by four-five thousand.
So sixty-two chapters left, times three-thousand... Two-hundred thousand+!
After taking a left turn, and wandering ten meters down a corridor of the library, Veemon had to reluctantly admit that he was lost. He knew this for a fact, because at the blue-skinned reptile's feet was a certain, soundly asleep, red-skinned dinosaur, who he had already passed at least four or five times.
Sighing, Veemon decided that a bit of rest might do some good, and reached to the second shelve of the bookcase to his left, for a purple-covered book whose title was 'Veemon-Species', figuring that learning about himself in general might prove entertaining, and maybe even helpful.
He immediately regretted finishing the thought, as flipping to a random page that was denoted as page seventy-eight at the bottom corner, had yielded only a picture of Magnamon, with the other page listing every of its details, Level, Type, Attribute and various attacks, even subsequent forms...
Veemon paused, as he knew what the book read to be wrong. Apparently, Magnamon was his Ultimate form, yet could seemingly Digivolve into his real Ultimate-level, Paildramon, as well as Garudamon, Imperialdramon Fighter Mode, as well as, to his shock, MagnaGarurumon, Koji's Unified form.
He mused that it might well be nothing but fiction, but the book seemed certain of its facts. Suddenly, he froze, a chill running down his spine, as he could've sworn that it had said something else entirely but a second ago, but no matter how hard he tried to recall what that was, it was like that bit of trivia was lurking in some elusive corner of his mind...
Deciding it to have been unimportant, Veemon returned the book to its shelf, pushing the other books aside to make it fit snugly. Suddenly, he heard a faint noise from above. Looking up, he saw something, at least. He wasn't sure of the fact, but whatever it was seemed just to circle around in the air, about ten or twenty kilometers.
He didn't know how much room the demoness had somehow managed to conjure up, but that much seemed ridiculous and impractical; what was the point of having a white endless expanse to put a library in, if said library didn't extend upwards and downwards, Veemon wondered.
Nor would he mind if she would just give a straight answer about how exactly she had done it. Her pretending to not understand the question was really starting to annoy him.
All of a sudden, a thought occurred to him. If all those books, that recounted the stories and lives of Davis Motomiya of Universe whatever and Timeline whatever, were here, in the library, then it followed logically that Davis' lifestory was here as well, ready for him to find.
He smirked widely, now having something to entertain himself with. His smirk faded when he realized the enormity of the task he had set for himself.
Hundreds, possibly a thousand, different universes, with their own Davis Motomiya...
Just as many timelines, each with their own version of him...
It added up to a million, as near as Veemon could tell, and the bookcases held only fifty books a piece, of which he could reach only three shelves. That left him with only a sixty percent chance of finding the right one.
"Better odds than usual," He supposed, and went down the corridor, taking a left turn, determined to find it.
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"NOOOOOOO!" Koji screamed at the top of his lungs in helpless frustration, having gotten lost for the umpteenth time in this seemingly endless maze. Sometime he really would have to talk to Raya about putting directions.
To his north-east, Kari stood leaned against the left end of a bookshelf, her study of a book detailing something called, 'Earth-Zero', a world where literally everyone got to Bio-Merge with their partners, the way Takato, Henry and Rika could, and literally every Digivolution stage, up to Mega, was available to everyone's partners, was interrupted by an abnormally high-pitched shriek.
To his west, Rika walked through the library, looking for some books that might help evoke faint memories of her long-forgotten time on earth. She froze abrubtly when she heard Koji's audibly pained screaming.
What was going on? Rika knew that with his power, no-one else living here could easily overpower him, not Gallantmon Crimson Mode or MegaGargomon Emerald Mode, not Imperialdramon Fighter Mode, not Seraphimon or Magnadramon, no-one could, or even would, elicit such a reaction from him. Regardless, she decided it best to find him immediately, and began to run towards where she had heard the scream come from.
To his east, Takato's and Henry's makeout session was abrubtly interrupted, both by a high-pitched scream, and by Davis and Veemon catching them in the act.
The other goggle-sporting male and his blue looked uncomfortably at the pair, who surprisingly looked to be considerably less than perturbed by their presence. "Hey, Davis," Takato casually greeted, surprising Davis with his tone, as it sounded to him as though people walking in on him and his boyfriend, although (and almost) before any sort of... Indecent behavior, was somehow par for the course.
He acted nothing like the Takato that Veemon, the reptile noted, though in hindsight, it was impossible for anyone to remain the same after so long... The other male laughed nervously, apologizing quickly for interrupting, before taking Veemon and getting the Dark Area out of dodge, deciding that his questions could wait until later.
Behind him, both the brown-haired and navy-haired male looked quizzically after them, wondering what had just happened, but agreeing that Koji, no matter why he had screamed, was a greater priority, their D-Arcs flared with golden lights, and soon, the crimson knight flew towards the holder of the Spirits of Light.
"What's going on?!" Several voices asked Koji their tones universally worried. Looking all around him, he saw nearly all the other residents of the house. Rika, Renamon, Davis, Kari and TK.
Above him were a large dragon coated in black armor, another Seraphimon, much to Koji's surprise, a knight with golden eyes visible through his helmet, clad in crimson and silver, bulky and loose-fitting armor. Lastly, what appeared to be a mixture between Gatomon, a dragon, and an angel circled the other Digimon that was afloat, along with Saial and Raya.
Strangely to Koji, Takato, Gigimon, Henry and Terriermon were nowhere to be found. "I keep getting lost in here!"
Some stared blankly at him and other stared incredulously, though all were mildly annoyed that it had been something as inconsequential as that. Raya and Saial, however, wondered how it could ever lead to him losing sight of his common sense, to such an extent.
"Are you for real?" Terriermon and Gigimon skeptically asked him. "Why don't you just Spirit Evolve and get outta here?"
Koji responded with a sheepish chuckle. "Somehow I completely forgot about that."
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About an hour later, Saial and Raya were in a distant area of the fourth floor library.
"Why do you want your own separate bedroom?" The demoness curiously inquired. If Saial wanted her own room, she'll make it for her, exactly as she would want it, but after the last two days, why did she feel a need to sleep separately? Had she offended or unsettled the angel somehow. "What did I do this time?"
The angel paused in her reading, wondering what the demoness meant. "You have not done anything." Saial answered softly. "I simply feel it best for some privacy between us."
"But, what about last night? I thought..." Raya whispered, her tone laced with what sounded to be disappointment and a note of hurt, pausing to a complete halt, her expression visibly pained.
"I know that, Raya," Saial responded softly, kicking herself inwardly. The last thing the angel wanted was to cause anyone, especially Raya, any sort of emotional distress. Loath as she was to admit, however, it was sometimes necessary, even if not appreciated; a world that had never faced hardship or struggle couldn't face such things. "And while I primarily told you what I did in the heat of the moment, I cannot claim that I did not mean every word."
The demoness gave a soft smile in response, slowly approaching the angel. Saial froze in mild surprise, though not discomfort, when the demoness softly wrapped her arms around her, nuzzling her head against the angel's neck. It wasn't uncomfortable, quite the opposite, but it had rather been unexpected. Regardless, the angel mused that she could definitely grow accustomed to the experience.
"I love you too, sweetie," The demoness whispered to her.
The angel tensed. It wasn't that she minded the nickname, but she would rather have preferred a more original one.
And cut!
Sorry if the chapters keep getting shorter, I'm kinda running out of ideas, after twelve chapters.