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Digimon Seekers Chapter 4-1: The Two Dragons

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No one will stand in my way. I’ll turn the whole Digital World upside-down if I have to. I will find her. I will get her out. 

The center of the wall slum erupted in chaos as Code Crackers and guardians clashed. The plan had worked, and now Code Crackers from around the world gathered for one crucial push towards the Gateway. To them, this was all a game. But to those in the higher echelons of the Sons of Chaos, it was a chance to break through. The network was taking its bold step at something that had never been done, and the outcome was sure to create ripples.


A battle rages at the center of the Wall Slum. Rockets fly in every direction. Beams of burning light light up the sky. Lightning bolts reach out hungrily and explode violently. The Wall Slums glows brightly with explosions and newly formed fires. The laughter of Code Crackers slowly creeps through the chaos. To them, this is just a game. But to the few in the upper echelons of the Sons of Chaos, this was their chance to break through the gateway. 

Perched above the chaos, at the edge of the caldera, Dorugoramon watches intently. Explosions reflect off its body, giving it a warm glow. Its long neck stretches as it examines the battlefield. Long sharp blades come down its wings where the bones should be. They twitch as it smirks. Its claws itch in anticipation. 

All the pieces are in play. Kosuke thinks to himself. 

Suddenly, a blinding beam of light falls from the sky. It slowly dissipates to reveal the gold-armored dragon, ​​Ouryumon. Each taloned hand holds a sharp golden blade that seems fixed on its prey. Dorugoramon has taken flight, and the two dragons charge fiercely at one another.

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“Not even a hello, Yulin?” Kosuke asks calmly. 

The two Digimon clash as blades and swords collide, creating white hot sparks with each impact. Yulin lets out a gasp as Kosuke’s voice reaches her. She knew she would have to face her old friend, but she wasn’t ready to hear his voice so soon. 

Ouryumon doesn’t break its stride. All four of its blades slash furiously against swift silver claws. Ouryumon usually only needed two blades to best his opponents, but Dorugoramon was no ordinary Digimon, and Kosuke was no ordinary Code Cracker.

“So this is what the captain of the Digipolice is capable of…should I call you the Crossroads Witch? For old time’s sake?” Tartarus taunts. 

The two dragons separate for a moment. Ouryumon growls as it readies its swords for the next attack. “That person doesn’t exist anymore.” A hint of sorrow seeps into Yulin’s words. 

“Didn’t expect to fight a mega so soon.”

“You digivolved first.”

“What an honor..” The two clash again, this time with a more intense ferocity. 

“What do you hope to achieve from all this?” Yulin asks. The Golden dragon grits its teeth in frustration. 

“You’re about to witness the greatest revolution in human history! Isn’t that right Dorugoramon?”

Dorugoramon clasps its talons together, stretching them away from its body. Glowing light begins to gather between its palms. 

DORU-DIN!

A shockwave of pure destructive energy rips through the air. Ouryumon’s blades raise quickly, blocking the attack with a loud clang that rings over the battlefield. Some of the attack crashes onto unsuspecting Digimon and Gatekeepers, sending them flying in every direction. The rest explodes into the wall behind Oryumon. Large chunks of the wall fall towards the gate, leaving a massive hole behind. 


Sastuki watches the clash from below, marveling at their sheer destructive power.

“Captain!” she shouts involuntarily. She had never seen the captain go all out before, or seen a Digimon capable of keeping up with her.

The squad of Cargodramon carrying additional units descended upon the caldera, dropping heliborne units that quickly formed along the interior wall. Numemon slides down after them. Its eyes bob through gaps of the Mekanorimon it sits inside of.

“All squads, get in position! The Sons of Chaos are our targets, don’t worry about anyone else,” Satsuki orders. “Don’t let them open the Gateway!”

The Commandramon and the officers pilot their answer with a resounding “Yes sir!” as they scurry into position.

“Ememy sighted. 9 O’clock,” one of the Commandramon warns. Satsuki turns to asses the danger. A swarm of Gatekeepers charges towards them. Satsuki clicks her tongue, spinning the Mekanorimon around. She targets a single Gateker before firing a Twinkle Beam. The hot laser flies through the air, vaporizing the Gatekeeper.

“Open fire!”

Bullets rain down from the Cargodramon’s rattling guns, annihilating the oncoming swarm. The stench of gunpowder fills the air. “So we gotta fight those things too…great!” Satsuki huffs. “I could take these guys out easy if I could just go ultimate.” But Satsuki was under strict orders. She would act as squad leader and pilot the Mekanorimon. Satsuki grows frustrated as she can make out the sounds of the clash above her.

“Seals one, reporting in,” a voice interrupts Satsuki’s thought.

“This is Satsuki. Do you have eyes on the target?”

“Search is underway,” the Sealsdramon replies as it searches the battlefield for the SoC leadership.

“Keep looking. Tartarus’ big splash here might be a diversion. The other could be lurking, waiting to strike.”

“Copy that. Over.”

A loud thud startles Satsuki, as something suddenly lands on top of the Mekanorimon’s domed head. She lets out a yelp. Someone was using her as a stepping stone to join the fray behind her.

“What the hell are you doing Eiji?!”

“My bad. I slipped.”

Loogamon and Eiji stand facing Sastuki, its tail wags excitedly. Satsuki becomes consumed with rage. 

“Eiji and your stupid mangy mutt,” she growls. 

“Wait…how did you know my name?”

“Who are you calling mangy?” Loogamon snarls. 

“Wait I know that voice…”

Loogamon looks around at the uniformed Digimon surrounding him. “Dammit Eiji…We landed in the middle of a Police unit.”

Sastuki smirks. “This is going to be so much fun!” 

“Sastuki?” Eiji says as they search for her Numemon. “So you can pilot the Maenormon?” He asks, finally noticing Numemon’s eye stalks poking out.

“So the slug found its shell,” Loogamon says with a snicker. 

“Careful Loogamon, she’s crazy.”

“Shut up! Shut up! Shut up!” 

GYRO BREAK!

Mekanorimon’s arm begins to spin rapidly, letting out a terrifying mechanical whirr. It heaves forward, launching a corkscrew punch flying towards Loogamon. Loogamon hops out of the way. The arm drills into the empty space Loogamon leaves behind. 

“Urgh!” Eiji lets out as a hunk of rock smacks him in the chin. 

“This is war Eiji Nagasumi!” Satsuki shouts as she aims her next attack. The Commandramon move into position and train their riffles at the wolf. 

“Eiji, get into the core!” Loogamon yells. Eiji had already vanished. 

“So what am I wanted for now?” Eiji asks from the safety of the Digicore.

“Wanted? This isn’t some ordinary Patrol. This is war. The Sons of Chaos will answer for their crimes!”

“What?”

“We’re taking you out, whether you like or not. Fire!”

Muzzles flash as the Commandramon unleash a hail of bullets Loogamon. But Loogamon had anticipated the attack and dives behind a nearby boulder. The bullets clang on the stone around them.

“Are you okay?”

“She’s got a squad of 100 or more out there. This is an upgrade from the last time we fought her.”

“She said she this was war.” Eiji begins thinking of ways to deal with Satsuki. As the bullets crash nearby, Eiji realizes this isn’t a game anymore. It never was.

“If it was just Numemon, we’d have nothing to worry about,” Loogamon adds.

The rudders of the Corgodramon circle overhead. Occasionally, they let down a rain of bullets to chip away at their cover, pinning Loogamon to his hiding spot.

Satsuki watches Loogamon through a live feed from one of the Cargodramon. “Ready one of the DCD bombs,” she commands. “We’re going to smoke them out.”

“This is Seals One. Target aquired!” A voice shouts urgently over the radio.

“Send me the coordinates!”

“I would but…they’re nearly on top of you!”


An explosion lights up the sky as the Cargodramon takes a hit from the side. Smoke fills the around it as it spins towards the ground. The remaining Cargodramon scatter.

“Starting without me Eiji?” Mervin says as Airdramon appears through the smoke.

Digimon Seekers Chapter 3-12: Raiding the Gateway

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Satsuki’s call sounded serious. Yulin rushes out of the Ryusenji’s lab and makes her way back to the station. The station is a plain glass building with the department’s logo displayed on one side. The words Denrin Police Station are printed clearly over the entrance. There is an eerie calmness that hangs over the station as her boot heels echo off the concrete steps.

Once through the glass doors, Yulin is greeted by the cacophony of chaos that fills the building. Alarms blare around her as she pushes her way through the hurried officers. They stop to greet her respectfully before returning to their panic.

Satsuki hurries to meet her in the middle of it all. She dresses in her casually altered uniform and smiles as she joins the captain’s hurried steps. “Nice of you to join us Captain,” she says playfully.

“What’s going on?” Yulin asks as they enter her office. Only a few cabinets and a big wooden desk fill the office. On her desk, there are a few neat stacks of paperwork and a computer that waits idly. She makes her way to her seat as the door closes behind them. The sounds of the chaos outside become muffled behind the small fogged glass that decorates the door.

“We’re picking up a large-scale Code Cracker activity in the Wall Slums.” Satsuki stands attentively in front of the captain’s desk. She holds onto a tablet.

“How large? “

“Maybe 200 or so.”

“Have they made contact? What do they want? Who’s leading them?”

“I’ll give you a guess,” Satsuki says as she hands her the tablet. Yulin plays the video that had been sitting idle on the screen. The words “Sons of Chaos” appear briefly as the video cuts to a chorus singing.

“I should have known…Fucking Tartarus…” Yulin grumbles. She watches as hundreds of Digimon storm through the slums. One figure catches her eye. “Dorumon?” Yulin gasps.

“We’re headed to the depths!” Tartarus’ voice carries through the madness.

“Dammit Kosuke…” Her voice trails off as she becomes lost in the video. Yulin jolts up suddenly as she is hit with a sudden realization. “They’re going for the Gateway!”

Satsuki nods her head. “It’s a mad dash to the center of the slums. Most of them are bots running simple commands, but there are a few high ranking crackers in the mix to make things…interesteing.”

Yulin slams her fist on her desk and shouts “Dumbass!”

The sudden outburst shakes Satsuki. “I’m sorr..,”

Yulin raises her hand to cut her off. “Not you. Its these dumbass Code Crackers! They’re messing with things they don’t understand.” Yulin becomes visibly frustrated. “Do we have a recon team on the ground?”

“Of course! “I’ll bring them up now.” Satsuki taps a few commands on the tablet. A virtual monitor appears behind her and begins playing footage of the wall slums. “Seasldramon, this is HQ, what’s your status?”

“Copy that. This is Seals leader. It’s a warzone out here. The Code Crackers are clashing with the Gatekeepers.”

“Can you confirm this is a SoC attack?”

“No confirmed SoC units present, but it seems that Slum Digimon are also on the move.”

“What?” Yulin takes a closer look at the footage. She can make out groups of Digimon that Code Crackers hardly use rushing the Gateway.

Yulin raises her Digimon Linker and taps on the screen. “You seeing this Ryudamon?”

Ryudamon’s hologram suddenly appears in the space next to Yulin. “Indeed,” it responds as it watches the video.

“Are they being coerced?” Yulin asks.

“Not all of them. Some of them are helping the humans out of their own accord. Some of those Digimon just want to go home to the other side. There are also Digimon that respect Dorumon and see it as their leader. It wouldn’t be hard for them to rally the slums for their cause.”

Yulin’s eyes widen as she listens to the explanation. “Dammit!” she grumbles as she switches to the emergency channel.

“We have reason to believe that the Sons of Chaos are inciting this attack on the Gateway under the orders of their leader, Tartarus. They are planning to crack the Gateway and gain access to the depths. This will cause irreparable damage to the Digital World should they succeed. We must do everything in our power to stop this attack and bring them to justice. All officers, prepare for immediate dispatch. Equipment type D!”

“Ooo, the new stuff!” A mischievous grin creeps up Sastuki’s face.

“All A Rank units and above, mindlink prior to departure. All Cargodramon, even those in maintaince are to be deployed.” Yulin turns to a giddy-looking Satsuki. “That includes you Satsuki.”

Satsuki stands tall and salutes. “Copy that!” she replies as she hurries out of the office to her desk.

“If anyone sees Tararus out there, contact me immediately. Do not engage!” Yulin sits back at her desk. “You can’t win Kosuke,” she mutters to herself as she engages her Mindlink.


The mountain of debris and junk data that looms over the center of the Wall Slum had become a warzone. Hordes of cyborg-type Digimon flood towards the center, fighting off the swarms of Gatekeepers. The air fills with smoke and explosions. Laughter and playful banter escape from amongst the chaos. To most of the Code Crackers in the Frey, this was just a game.

Hight above the battlefield, in the skeleton of an old rotting building, Marvin watches with a grin. “Magnificent,” he as the glow of explosions lit up the sky.

Dorumon walks up next to Marvin. “Wall Slum mobilization is higher than anticipated.”

“It’s all thanks to Loogamon,” Tartarus replies as he admires the scenes below.

“Can you hear me Eiji? Loogamon?”

“Tartarus?”

“You did good kid. Where are you now?”

“Were still on the subway.”

“We’re almost at the last stop. We’ll take off running from there,” Loogamon adds.

“Move quickly. We have to keep this momentum for this to work.”

“Understood.” Eiji replies.

“Just so you know, the 9th District Digimon will quit when they feel like it.” Loogamon warns.

“That’s fair. We can’t control them all, but there should be enough to get the job done,” Tartarus replies.

“It’s getting hard to hear..chat.”

“Leave your admin channel open. I’ll be in touch,” Koske commands as he ends the call.

“Sir! We have a problem!” A panicked voice reaches through the radio.

“What is it?”

“The DigiPolice!” the voice shouts. A squad of Cargodramon suddenly appear over the concrete horizon of the Wall Slum. “They’re here!”

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“It’s about time,” Kosuke says as he watches the incoming Cargodramon. He pets Dorumon on its head. “Thank you for everything.”

“Hm?” Dorumon asks, his eyes glued to the battlefield.

“This is it Dorumon. Are you ready?”

Dorumon nods and points at the Cargodramon. “They’re looking for something.”

Kosuke smiles. “Yeah. Us. Let’s go say hi.”

I’ll see you soon Saya. 

Digimon Seekers Chapter 3-11: Hope

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“My real name is Kosuke Kisakata,” the man says, fiddling with the half-empty coffee can in his hands.

Dorumon shoots Kosuke a worried look. Kosuke continues, “It’s only fair you know my real name. I don’t get to use it much these days.”

Eiji bows respectfully. He remains silent as he struggles to find the right words to say. “So…” he begins awkwardly. “Who are you looking for?”

Kosuke sighs as the room around him grows silent. “it all started back in college. In the early days of the Digital world. I was one of the first people to mindlink, but back then it was a much more…limited experience. It was far less precise, and a lot more dangerous.” He takes a sip of his coffee. “I was part of the first people to see the Digital world and…” his voice trails off.

Kosuke clears his throat. “That’s why I became a Code Cracker and dedicated my life to finding…them.”

Something in Kosuke’s story triggers a sudden memory for Eiji. “Black Agumon!” he shouts.

Kosuke nods his head. “Black Agumon was…their Digimon.”

“So your friend has been in a coma all this time?” Loogamon asks.

“Yes. They’re in a special facility overseas.” The room grows silent.

“Suppose you find Black Agumon, can you save the person who went DMIA?” Eiji asks.

“We believe that people who DMIA lose the capacity for self-awareness.” Dorumon answers.

“In theory, the person’s fusion to a Digimon’s Digicore would cause several issues for them as well. If a person who DMIA merely went unconscious, the Digimon would be able to communicate with the outside world. Unfortunately, there is no real way of testing this.”

“And even if they somehow maintain their consciousness,” Dorumon begins, “Leon and Kauchimon fell into the vortex, past the firewall. There is almost no hope of him finding his way back.”

“But there is some hope,” Kosuke says as he flips through the options on his Digimon Linker. He sends some data to Eiji.

“A Syringe?” Eiji says, examining the hologram spinning from his watch.

Kosuke nods his head. “It’s medicine tailormade for DMIA patientes?”

“A cure?” Eiji asks in awe.

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“Of sorts. It contains a medical-grade stimulant. In theory, it should peel the human consciousness away from the Digicore, granting the person enough self-awareness to return to the real world.”

“And this works?”

“Well, it was originally designed to extend the amount of time one can safely mindlink. In simple terms, the medicine increases focus. That focus should also bring a person back.”

“That’s awesome!”

“Sort of,” Kosuke continues. “The side effects make it…difficult to get approval. But the trails have shown promise.”

“So giving this stuff to Leon…”

“We can’t give this to Leon’s physical body. It has to be administered to his Digimon, wherever it may be.”

The hologram continues to spin slowly in the air between them.

“Did you come up with this medicine?” Eiji asks.

“No. It came from a lab.”

“What…What lab?” Eiji asks, already knowing the answer.

“Professor Rysenji’s” Dorumon replies.

“But why..why would he give us something like this?”

“We made a deal with the professor,” Dorumon explains.

“What kind of deal?”

“If we share the data, we get access to the vaccine. Simple as that.”

“Are you okay with that Kosuke?” Eiji turns his attention to the silent man across from him. He remains silent for a moment before pulling up a video on a virtual monitor. The video was a security camera feed of a hospital room. The room is full of large tubes filled with liquids, and devices busy measuring vitals. At the center of the group, Eiji could make out the fuzzy image of a young woman.

“Is that the person you lost?” Eiji asks.

Kosuke sighs sadly. “This is the only way I can see her now. We don’t know what will happen if we successfully administer the drug and she regains consciousness…” His voice trails for a bit. “But the drug gives me hope.” He closes the virtual monitors.

“Do you trust the professor?” Eiji asks suddenly.

“Do you not?”

“I do!” Eiji replies without hesitation. “If you two say there’s a chance, that’s enough for me!”

“So can we count on you two?” Dorumon asks.

“What do you say Loogamon?”

Loogamon smirks. “Like I’d let you do this on your own!”

Dorumon chuckles.

“So we’re after Leon and the Black Agumon. How much of that medicine do we have?”

“Just the one,” Dorumon says gravely.

“Cool, I’m sure the professor will give us another after…”

“No. All you have to do is recover the Digimon. The lab will take care of the rest,” adds Dorumon.

“Ok. Simple enough. Do you have a plan?”

Kosuke smiles. “I’m glad you asked. I’ve got a car waiting. Gather your things and come with me. I’ll explain on the way.”

“Right now?” Eiji asks, surprised by the sudden urgency.

“It’s not safe here. The Digipolice will be here any minute.”

“Wait.What?!”

Kosuke nods his head. “Don’t worry, I’ve got a safehouse nearby, but you do need to hurry,” Kosuke says calmly as he walks out the door.

Eiji quickly throws a few things into a bag and chases after Kosuke. Koske is already sitting in the car when Eiji walks out. Before Eiji can get in, Kosuke stops him. “Before you get in this car, you have to be sure about what you’re doing. Once you get in, there is no going back to your old life.” Kosuke waits for an answer as the severity of the situation hits Eiji.

“So what’s it going to be Eiji? Are you coming or not?” Koske asks politely.

Eiji looks back at his apartment. It looks so small from where he stands. He thinks about the life he’s leaving behind. “In that case,” Eiji says, turning to Kosuke, “I’ll have no regrets!”

Eiji steps into the car and shuts the door the door behind him.

Digimon Seekers Chapter 3-10: Heart to Heart

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Eiji walks out of the shower wearing clean clothes. The stream empties into the room. He smiles as the sound of Loogamon’s voice carries over the bathroom fan behind him. Eiji walks into the living room and finds Tartarus sitting across from Loogamon.

“Thanks for sticking around…” Eiji makes out before tripping over a pile of clothes on the floor. Worry and disgust creep into his expression as he looks over the mess in his apartment. “Sorry about the mess…It’s been a ..week.” He scrubs his hair dry before making his way to his guest.

Tartarus gives Eiji a sympathetic smile. “Don’t worry, my place looks the same. I’m sorry I barged in unannounced.”

Eiji shakes his head. “Not at all…er…Who are you again?”

The man smirks as he takes a sip of his coffee. “They call me Tartarus.”

Eiji bows, “I am Eiji Nagasumi. Nice to meet you.”

“The pleasure is mine and..Dorumon’s”. Tartarus raises his wrist to press a button on his Digimon Linker. A small purple-winged fox appears next to the man. Dorumon’s wings flap gently as it floats next to his partner. The gem on its forehead glimmers in the apartment’s dim light.

“It’s the raggedy Digimon from the Wall Slums,” Loogamon barks.

“My name isn’t Raggedy, its Dorumon!”

“This is my friend and partner,” Tartarus adds.

“Wait… You’re the interviewer?!” Eiji exclaims, putting the pieces together.

Tartarus nods.

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“I don’t understand…Why would you be the one to oversee the tests? Unless…You already knew about my deal with Ryusenji.”

Dorumon lets out a chuckle. “Marvin was right. You look dumb, but you’re observant.”

“Wait..What?”

“It’s the raggedy Digimon from the Wall Slums,” Loogamon barks.

“My name isn’t Raggedy, its Dorumon!”

“This is my friend and partner,” Tartarus adds.

“Wait… You’re the interviewer?!” Eiji exclaims, putting the pieces together.

Tartarus nods.

“I don’t understand…Why would you be the one to oversee the tests? Unless…You already knew about my deal with Ryusenji.”

Dorumon lets out a chuckle. “Marvin was right. You look dumb, but you’re observant.”

“Wait. What did…”

“We know Ryusenji sent you to spy on us,” Dorumon interrupts. “We’ve always known.”

“And you let us join anyway?” Eiji asks, unsure where to turn his attention.

Dorumon shrugs. “We needed your skills. Besides, you saved Marvin’s life. Thanks for that by the way.”

Eiji stares blankly at the Digimon. “Yeah, no problem…”

“So you can be polite,” Loogamon adds, mocking the fox.

Dorumon ignores Loogamon. “We knew we could trust you because the professor trusts you.”

“I didn’t know the professor had that much pull with the Sons of Chaos.” Eiji opens his energy drink and takes a sip. The cool liquid soothes his throat as it goes down. Eiji suddenly remembers something. “So what were you planning to do with the Machinedramon?”

Tartarus sets his coffee down and clears his throat. “I guess it’s my turn,” he mutters. The change in tone catches Eiji off guard. “It’s a story that now involves the two of you…”

“Wait, so we’re just part of your plan?” Eiji asks.

“It’s a little more complicated than that. There are a lot of moving parts. A lot of unplanned…complications.

“I don’t care what your plan is, Eiji and I are saving Leon and Pulsemon,” Loogamon barks suddenly.

“That’s why I am here. But…we’re the ones who sent you after Leon in the first place.”

“Yeah but…” Eiji begins to tear up. “Leon is DMIA because of my mistakes. No one deserves that.”

“Then we want the same things,” Duromon chimes in. Eiji eyes the pair suspiciously. They were hiding something, but Eiji couldn’t make out what. “Tartarus started the Sons of Choas to help those who went DMIA.”

The words trigger something in Eiji. He turns to Tartarus. “Earlier you told me you knew how it felt to lose someone. I thought you’ve never lost anyone during a mission?”

“Well, he…” Dorumon starts, but Tartarus raises his hand to stop the explanation.

“That’s a misunderstanding,” Tartarus pauses to let out a long sigh. “I was the first person to ever lose someone in the Digital world…Bit I’m never making that mistake again!” Tartarus speaks with reassuring conviction.

The small apartment remains quiet for a few moments as Eiji struggles to find a response. Curiosity gets the better of him. “How did it happen?”

Digimon Seekers Chapter 3-9: Eiji Bounces Back

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Eiji takes the next few days after the incident wallowing in his small apartment. Guilt weighs heavily on his soul. The images of Kazuchimon pulling Omnimon into the vortex haunt him constantly. It is his fault Leon is DMIA.

Eiji regretted answering the Professor’s ad. He regretted taking his job offer. He regretted joining the Sons of Chaos and plotting against his friend. It’s the regret that left him feeling so helpless.

He spent most of his days lying in bed and staring into the darkness. He would only get up to vomit what little stomach acid he had left. The depression dulls his hunger, not that he could keep anything down anyway.

“Are you just going to wallow in your pitty till you die?” Loogamon asks.

Eiji blinks and stares blankly into space. His eyes are red and puffy. “It was my fault…” he manages in a gruff voice. “It was my fault you turned into Helloogarmon and went berserk.”

“Yeah,” Loogamon chirps. “I would have never messed up so badly.” A smirk creeps up its face.

Eiji sighs. “I just had to beat him. I needed to beat him…” Eiji’s voice trails.

“I wanted to win too. I wasn’t about to lose to Pulsemon.”

Tears begin to creep over the corners of his eyes. “That’s the difference. You didn’t want to lose, I was terrified of losing… I had so much to lose.” Eiji fights back his tears thinking about the frivolity of it all. “I didn’t want to lose the trust of the Sons of Chaos….I didn’t want to let the Professor down. I didn’t want to lose it all and go back to how it used to be…before.” Eiji thinks about the times when he barely made enough to make it paycheck to paycheck. He remembers the struggle of constantly searching for the odd job. 

“Well, let’s do something about it. Let’s go save Leon and Pulsemon!”

Eiji sits up and looks down from his nest. It had been a while since he moved or did much of anything. He watches Loogamon who waits eagerly for an answer. He lets out a long sigh and wipes the tears from his cheeks. He jumps down from his bed and lands on the floor with a thud. “Alright. Let’s do it!”

“Alright, Eiji. Mindlink!”

“Let’s go!” Eiji exclaims, pressing at the face. An error message fills the face of the Digimon Linker. Eiji stands bewildered in his dark apartment as nothing happens.

“The vital check failed. We can’t mindlink,” Loogamon sighs. “I could bypass the lock easily, but I might go berserk if I let you drive…like this.”

Eiji hadn’t showered or changed in days. His hair was greasy, and bits of vomit stained his shirt. Dark bags had settled under his eyes.

Eiji’s stomach growls loudly. “Good point.” Eiji can’t remember the last time he ate and kept it down.

“We’ll have to find a way to find them from here,” Loogamon adds.

“Can you ask around the Wall Slums?”

“I did a bit when you were wallowing in bed, but I didn’t get much. Nobody knows what’s on the other side.”

The doorbell rings. It takes a moment for Eiji to register it as his. He shuffles slowly towards the door. He looks through the monitor, but there is no one there. On a second look, Eiji makes out the edge of a shoulder. Someone was doing their best to hide from the camera. His Digimon Linker chimes as he receives a message. It’s a message from Tartarus.

I’m outside, the message reads.

The messge leaves Eiji stunned as an unexpected knock follows. “I know you’re in there Fang. Open up!” A deep voice calls through the door.

A second voice chimes in, “Aren’t you Tartarus?” The voice feels strangely familiar.

“Who’s asking?”

“Wait a minute…” Eiji mutters to himself as he turns to search for Loogamon. “Where the hell…”

The door unlocks and slowly swings open. Loogamon slides through the crack. “Hey Eiji, the boss is here, and he’s old!”

“Seriously…”

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An older unfamiliar gentleman darkens the doorway. He is slender and neatly dressed in a black jacket and nice slacks.

“May I come in?” Tartarus asks as he takes off his glasses. He looks down and finds the entrance cluttered by a pile of sneakers.

“Erm..umm,” Eiji stutters as the man removes his shoes and steps into the small apartment.

“At least make some tea for your visitor,” Loogamon scolds

“..Right,” Eiji begins to move towards his kitchen.

“Oh don’t go to any trouble. Besides, it doesn’t look like you have any.” Tartarus looks around. “Not bad. You got a kitchen, loft, and bathroom.”

“Yeah but the walls are thin, and Eiji barely fits in the bathroom,” Loogamon adds.

“The apartment I first lived in was old and infested with rats.” He says before stopping at the small alter Eiji kept. “Is this for your parents?” Tartarus presses his hands together and kneels.

Eiji bows slightly to show his thanks, but can’t find the words to say to to the man.

“The WWW flight…such a tragedy.” The two sit in silence for a moment.

“Oh here. I brought you some supplies.” Tartarus says as he places the small plastic bag on the floor. Inside is a sports drink and a bottle of tea.
“Er.” Eiji lets out in a dry and raspy voice.

“Just take it. You haven’t had anything in ages,” Loogamon urges.

“I thought that be the case. That’s why I came.”

Eiji chugs at the sports drink. The cool liquid feels good as it goes down his throat. He drinks about half the bottle before asking, “What do you mean?”

“I know what you’re going through…Someone close to me went DMIA too, and it was all my fault…” Tartarus voice trails. ” I didn’t eat. I didn’t sleep. I tried to drown it out with alcohol, but nothing made the pain go away. I kept seeing the events, over and over till I nearly went mad with grief.

“Wait? What? When?” Eiji struggles to keep up with the events unfolding before him. The familiar smell of beef bowls and miso soup creeps into his nose and makes his stomach growl.

“Good, that means you’re alive.” Tartarus smiles as he hands Eiji the bag of takeout.

Digimon Seekers Chapter 3-8: The hospital room

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Leon lays unconscious in a hospital bed at the DDL’s medical facility. Wires and tubes run from machines into several points of his body. There is an eerie silence except for the machines that work to keep him alive. 

Yulin stands beside him in her Police uniform. She holds incendent in her hand but is busy examining the patient. Leon had grown pale, and his lips had turned purple and cracked.

“So this you’re the hacker Judge? I always figured you’d be…older.” Her voice trails as her eyes fall to his soft, helpless face. An image of Saya flashes in her mind as she is overcome by a familiar sense of sadness. 

Yulin opens the report. 

The direct cause of DMIA: Vortex developed along the Wall Slum Outskirts. Appearance of Royal Knight. 

Even the infamous hacker Judge didn’t stand a chance against a Royal Knight. They were in a league of their own, even above a skilled Ultimate-level Digimon.

“Why didn’t you run?” she asks the unconscious Leon, but only the machines answer. She continues reading. 

“DMIA was reported by code cracker Eiji Nagasumi…” Yulin looks down at Leon’s wrist. His Digimon Linker was still fixed snuggly to his wrist. It was the same model as hers, just a different color. Eiji had one too…didn’t he?

She sighs as she puts the report down for a moment. What would compel you to take such a risk? Yulin becomes lost in her theories.

“He’s a student of mine,” A familiar voice wakes her from her trance. Yulin spins to find Professor Ryusenji standing behind her.

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Leon lays unconscious in a hospital bed at the DDL’s medical facility. Wires and tubes run from machines into several points of his body. There is an eerie silence except for the machines that work to keep him alive. 

Yulin stands beside him in her Police uniform. She holds incendent in her hand but is busy examining the patient. Leon had grown pale, and his lips had turned purple and cracked.

“So this you’re the hacker Judge? I always figured you’d be…older.” Her voice trails as her eyes fall to his soft, helpless face. An image of Saya flashes in her mind as she is overcome by a familiar sense of sadness. 

Yulin opens the report. 

The direct cause of DMIA: Vortex developed along the Wall Slum Outskirts. Appearance of Royal Knight. 

Even the infamous hacker Judge didn’t stand a chance against a Royal Knight. They were in a league of their own, even above a skilled Ultimate-level Digimon.

“Why didn’t you run?” she asks the unconscious Leon, but only the machines answer. She continues reading. 

“DMIA was reported by code cracker Eiji Nagasumi…” Yulin looks down at Leon’s wrist. His Digimon Linker was still fixed snuggly to his wrist. It was the same model as hers, just a different color. Eiji had one too…didn’t he?

She sighs as she puts the report down for a moment. What would compel you to take such a risk? Yulin becomes lost in her theories.

“He’s a student of mine,” A familiar voice wakes her from her trance. Yulin spins to find Professor Ryusenji standing behind her.

“Professor! You scared me.” She places her hand over her heart in a playful reaction. 

“Forgive me…” He bows his head slightly. His eyes wander towards the unconscious Leon. “Thank you for coming all this way. You’re the only person on the police force I can trust.” Ryusenji makes his way towards the bed.

“You know,” she starts. “I met him once. I know he’s your favorite student.”

“Hmm. I suppose you did meet.”

An awkward silence fills the air around them. “Thank you for the other day. I know you helped with the equipment selection. I appreciate that,” she says in an attempt to change the subject. 

“And how are the pieces fairing?”

“Very well. The 11th only uses the best, and everything is still in use.”

The professor fidgets with something in front of him. He doesn’t seem to be very attentive. Suddenly, a hologram of Betamon appears perched on Leon as he sleeps. The professor stares off into space. “I told myself I’d never let it happen again…” his voice trails off as he becomes lost in thought. The two sit in silence for a moment before the professor turns to Yulin. “I need to show you something,” he says as he lifts the virtual monitor towards the officer.

Yulin looks down and finds herself staring at a live feed of her old friend Saya. She seems to be sleeping soundly suspended in a glass tube full of unknown liquid. She is overcome by the painful realization that in the many years since the incident, she has accomplished nothing. How many years had it been? Saya looked the same as she did the day she went missing.

Yulin begins to imagine what life would be like if Saya never disappeared. She’d be happily married. They’d all be together. They’d be… The fantasy becomes too painful. Yulin composes herself.

“I need you to clarify a couple of things professor,” she says in her professional tone. She pulls out her phone and starts recording. “Our records show that Leon met with the code cracker Eiji Nagasumi before the incident. Any idea what they talked about?”

The professor shrugs. “I couldn’t tell you.”

“But you’ve met with him before. He’s contacted you, has he not?”

“Eiji shows a lot of promise, I thought he could help me with some research,” he responds casually.

“Is Eiji the type of person who would DMIA a person intentionally?”

“That was an accident, Eiji would never!” Ryusenji snaps.

“Okay.” The sudden outburst surprises her. 

The professor fixes his coat as he composes himself. “He’s a member of the Sons of Chaos and rose through the ranks rather quickly.”

“I’m aware. He had a little…run in with my second.”

“Now that Eiji is a Leader, Tartarus will back him up. I will too, seeing as I am the one who asked him to join,” the professor says sternly.

“Are you trying to shield him?”

“Just like I did for you and Kosuke.”

Yulin’s heart grows heavy. He had gone to great lengths to prevent them from having to admit responsibility for Saya’s coma. Yulin wouldn’t be running the DigiPolice if he hadn’t. She sighs. “I’ll tread carefully around him then.”

“That’s all I ask.”

“But I can’t promise the same for Kosuke…I mean Tartarus. I can’t afford to let him operate unchecked.”

“I understand.” A sad silence drips over them as they think about the times before the accident. Back when they would sit around that small room eating from plastic takeout containers. Back when things were simpler.

“Oh right,” Yulin says suddenly, sifting through the options of her Digimon Linker. A hologram of Ryudamon suddenly appears besides her. 

This is Professor Ryusenji. Say hello,” Yulin nudges at the Digimon.

Ryudamon bows, offering a meek greeting. “Hello there, sweet Ryu,” the professor responds gently.

“The Professor is the one who entrusted you to me. Tartarus has a partner similar to you. Do you know how?”

Ryudamon pints to the plate on his head, “You mean this thing?”

The professor nods. “According to our analysis, that interface classifies you and Dorumon as an older type of Digimon we call Prototype Digimon. Prototype Digimon are a rare species. So far we only know of you, a vaccine type, Tartaru’s Dorumon the data type, and there’s a virus type Digimon Loogamon out there as well.” The professor turns his attention to Yulin. “We took Loogamon from the Wall Slums, and I’ve decided to entrust it to Eiji. He shows a lot of promise, like you and Kosuke. He already has a DS score with Loogamon that rivals Leon and his partner’s.

“He’s that powerful?” Yulin gasps incredulously.

The professor nods. “And getting better every day. With the technology you all now have at your disposal, there is no telling what you all can discover in the Digital world!” His words carry enthusiastically through the halls as he reaches down, attempting to pet Ryudamon’s forehead.

“But why him?”

The professor sighs. “I think the Digital world is ready for a new generation. I’ll spend the time I have left looking after them as they take that journey. Somewhere out there is something far better than I could ever imagine, and I am no longer the one who will find it. It’s for the good of my research, the Digital World, and all of Digimon that I do this.” Yulin smiles at the sincerity of his words.

Yulin looks at the clock. She stops her recording and sends Ryudamon back to the Linker. “Thank you for your time today. The DigiPolice is grateful for your cooperation. I’ll be asking Eiji a few questions regarding Leons…”

“You know, I’m glad,” the Professor interrupts. “I’m glad people still want to explore the Depths of the Digital world. It doesn’t matter who, be it a hacker, code cracker, police, or the government.”

Before Yulin has a chance to respond, her phone starts to ring. She excuses herself to answer the call. “Go ahead Satsuki.”

“Siss, you’re gonna want to see this. Something strange is happening in the Digital world.”

Digimon Seekers Chapter 3-7: The First DMIA

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Launch day started like any other day. The sun rose as it always did, and the buses and trains filled with people commuting to the start of their day. Across Japan, it was business as usual, but at Ryusenji Technologies, the air was a thick nervous stew of uncertainty. 

People sat on empty stomachs full of butterflies, and time seemed to pass too slowly. The code was checked and double-checked, equipment was thoroughly inspected, and the coffee pots boiled furiously throughout the morning. When the time came, Yulin, Kosuke, and Saya were carefully plugged into their stations. A final walk-through was conducted. Scientists and investors watched, filled with nervous excitement. Mindlink Initiated Palmon, Tentamon, and Agumon flew through the sea of networks in a ship controlled by their human partners. The humans struggled to make sense of the Lofi image that was rendered before them, but the excitement remained immeasurable. They were explorers braving a new frontier. They were making history.  Saya was making her initial descent into the Digital world when it all happened. Yulin and Kosuke still don’t know exactly what happened. Yulin who was the closest remembers dark blurs moving across her screen, but she could make out nothing that could solve the mystery. Kosuke remembers watching Saya’s signal disappear from his screen. “Saya! Saya! Say something!” Kosuke shouted desperately. The helplessness sunk in as he realized there was nothing else he could do. Even if he could have seen the events clearly, the probe was too damaged to give chase. The professor pulled the plug. He couldn’t risk losing all three. Kosuke and Yulin woke up dazed as the world around them erupted in chaos. Kosuke screamed hysterically as he ran towards Saya’s lifeless body. He didn’t notice when the cables ripped from his skin. He didn’t notice when the blood began dripping from the holes they left. He grabbed Saya and pulled her close to him. “Please wake up! Please wake up!” Angry tears burned down his face. Aids came to pull him away, but he shoved them away. “She’s going to wake up…She has to!” Yulin sat in her chair and cried with her head down. She clutched at the pain in her chest as she struggled to piece the events together. It’s a pain that grew more painful with each of Kosuke’s shouts. Around her scientists and aids run frantically, failing to take hold of the situation. In her daze, all she could make out were the sounds of Kosuke’s agony.


Years later, Yulin stands in the lobby of Abadin Electronics. She continues to carry the guilt from the incident. They should have prepared more. There should have been more contingencies. More tests. But Saya is gone, and hindsight is a bitch. There was nothing anyone could have done to save her.

Time still for her after the accident. It stood still for all of them. Kosuke took his sorrow and vanished from the world. He quit his job, and school, and stopped answering phone calls. Yulin can’t remember the last time she saw him. She wonders what became of him. She couldn’t bring herself to reach out to him after he cut her out of his life. It would be too painful.

The professor became a serious man and buried himself in his research. She could no longer joke with him. She still visited him on occasion to check up on him and his research. The accident devastated Yulin, but she wasn’t done with the Digital World. She wasn’t any closer to finding answers, but she was going to use her power and her badge to keep searching.

Blast Ace Unveils Digimon’s Purple Magic! Exciting Loogamon Line

I’ll end the Blast Ace reveals on what has been consistently my favorite color in the card game, purple. Purple always seems to include my favorite Digimon, and the vibe is always good. We have a Loogamon line, which looks amazing! I am very excited to see it materialize in the web novel. You can also check out my version where I try to clean up the translation. I am a huge fan of the art, and any set that includes more Globimon and Ogremon wins me over instantly. 

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And a bonus Colorless because it didn’t fit anywhere else

Digimon Seekers Chapter 3-6: The Night Before Tartarus

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Eventually, each founder had a Digimon partner. Saya had the bipedal dinosaur Digimon, Agumon. Kosuke’s partner was the ladybug-like Digimon, Tentamon. Yulin had the strange plant reptile, Palmon. Its leafy limbs ended in root-like tendrils, and a massive flower grew out of its head.

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Eventually, each founder had a Digimon partner. Saya had the bipedal dinosaur Digimon, Agumon. Kosuke’s partner was the ladybug-like Digimon, Tentamon. Yulin had the strange plant reptile, Palmon. Its leafy limbs ended in root-like tendrils, and a massive flower grew out of its head.

Saya, Kosuke, Yulin, and the professor gather in the secret test chamber away from the factory floor. Around them, the air fills with the whirring of servers and computers. The tables are filled with unfinished gadgets and notes. Saya wakes peacefully from her test, and the four get busy looking over the latest batch of test results.

“That’s it for today,” Yulin says as she submits the last bit of data. “The image is still blurry and pixelated. There is still no color, and all I can hear is static.”

“That’s a hardware issue,” Kosuke says looking up from his notes. “We need more processing power.”

“We’re so close…”Ryusenji trails off in his disappointment. Silence falls over the group as they continue to make notes and study the results. “We have to see the Digital world. The tests here are fine for now, but we need to get into their world somehow….If we could get into the Net and somehow control the Digimon…” The dangers of mindlink left them little room for error.

“I wonder what the Digital World looks like. Would we even recognize it?” Yulin says in her daze.

“The Digital World has its own systems similar to Earth’s,” the professor mumbles.

“What was that Professor?” The three turn to him curiously.

“I believe that these AI creatures exist in their own natural order. They have a food chain, evolution, and are forced to survive many environmental dangers….” The professor trails off as his mind drifts to a different problem. The students had grown used to the professor’s scattered grumblings. They fill in the blanks as he continues to mumble to himself incoherently. 

“How’s work on the retrieval tools going? What is our failure rate at now?” Yulin asks bluntly.

“With our current toolset, our success rate is above 80%,” Kosuke answers.

“We’re treding on undiscovered ground. It is unreasonable for our initial results to be perfect, but we’ll get there. I know a solution is within our reach. Science is full of moments where the impossible is made possible, and I just know we’ll be the ones to do it,” Ryusenji says enthusiastically. 

They dubbed the program, Tartarus. Like the many explorers before them, they would not rest until they set foot in the Digital World.


The night before Tartarus’s official launch, Yuli, Kosuke, and Saya visit the plot of land that would become Tokyo University of Electrical and Computer Engineering

Their breath hangs in the frigid air as they look over the empty plot of land. Heavy machines sat to one side, but construction hadn’t started.

“Can’t believe this will all be a university,” Saya muses.

The three stood quietly in the dark of night. The cold air makes Kosuke shiver as he puts his hands in his pockets. The light of a nearby vending machine catches his eye. He makes his way over.

Yulin fumbles a pair of car keys into her pocket. “What possessed you to come all the way out here tonight?” She asks Saya. Yulin’s voice shakes from the cold.

“Don’t you want to see where we’re gunna work one day? I just wanted to check it out.”

“I guess we will be working here…”Yulin’s voice trails off.

“This is the only chance we’ll get to see it empty. Soon it’ll be full of buildings, people, and dreams…”

“Mhmm” Yulin says, not paying attention.

“I hope we’re all still together ten years from now.” Saya grips her Digimon Dock tightly. She raises the LCD screen towards the plot. “See this Agu? It’s going to be a whole new town. I hope it will be easy for you and the other Digimon to live here.”

The small pixelated Agumon looks back and forth on his screen, studying its surroundings.

“You talk to that thing all the time, huh?” Yulin asks.

“Don’t you talk to Palmon?”

“Um…well…” Yulin stumbles for an answer. Talking to her Digimon never crossed her mind.

“I mean it’s not that crazy. People talk to their pets and plants all the time. If Digimon don’t know human language, maybe they can start learning. If Digimon could understand us, we wouldn’t need special tools to control them.”

“Yeah, that would be handy.”

“Regardless of what you think,” Saya begins as she looks down at her dock, “I’m pretty sure Agu understands me.” She lets out a loving smile. “Right Agu?!” Saya turns her attention back to Yulin. “At least I’m pretty sure someone’s talking to me when I’m mindlinked.”

“So our partners can talk to us when we’re linked? And you never reported that?”

“You have to keep it a secret,” Saya pleads woridly. “If they think I’m hearing things, they’ll kick me off the project!” 

Saya’s fears weren’t unfounded. While she was the most promising candidate, she took the longest to adjust to the mindlink and still struggled with her nausea. Regardless of the numbers, they were ready to replace her with a more suitable candidate the moment she outlived her usefulness.

“What does it say?” Yulin asks, changing the subject. 

“I don’t know, but it feels..friendly? Like its calling my name, or its happy to see me. It’s just like you said.”

“What I said?”

“Connecting with Digimon is incredible…and incredibly dangerous.”

“We think we’ve discovered the Digital World, but what if we’re the ones being discovered?”

“All the more reason to continue with our studies. It’s too late to keep our worlds separated now.” A silence falls over them for a moment. “You know? My dad thinks you’re the most important member of the team.”

“Me?”

Saya nods. “You make this feel official. Like a real company.”

The sudden compliment stuns Yulin. She doesn’t know how to respond. 

“When ever we make a mistake or lose focus, you’re the only one who can get us back on track.”

“What are you talking about?”

“I know it’s a lot…”

“It’s freezing! I can’t believe the vending machine still has cold drinks in winter,” Kuske grumbles as he walks back to the girls, holding three hot drinks in his arms. He hands each girl one.

“We can head back if you’re ready to go,” Yulin offers as she accepts her drink.

“Let’s stay a little longer,” Saya asks. She holds her drink tightly.

“I’m good either way. It’s nice to have a moment to zone out for a bit.” Kosuke takes a sip of his drink. “

“I’ll wait in the car then,” Yulin says as she walks away. She turns on the car and turns up the heat. She looks over at Kosuke and Saya as they huddle together and stare up into the night sky. The glow of the construction lights washes over them. Yulin takes a moment to snap a picture.

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Digimon Seekers Chapter 3-5: The Early Mindlink

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Saya and Yulin stand outside the warehouse, taking a break away from the busy factory floor. In a short time, the floor was full of new employees eager to work on the next piece of innovation. Investors lined up eagerly trying to fund the next big thing from Ryusenji Technologies. The two women look tired, but happy as they enjoy the touch of the midday sun.

Saya turns to Yulin and flashes her new ring. She lets out an excited giggle as the diamond glitters in the sun.

Yulin lets out a laugh. “So it’s official. I guess I should say congratulations. I didn’t think that dope Kosuke could be bothered to ask for a ring size.”

Saya pulls the ring back to examine it lovingly. “Congratulations are appropriate, yes.”

“Well congratulations, I mean it. You’re good for him.”

“I know!” Saya says as she flashes the ring once again.

“Surprised you got a wedding in with how busy things have gotten. All the projects, the meetings, its exhausting.”

“Who would have thought Digimon would change things for us so quickly?”

Kosuke bursts out of the building with a VR helmet in hand and an excited look on his face. He is neatly groomed and is wearing clean pressed clothes under his lab coat. “Saya!” he shouts as he rushes to the pair.

“Where’s the fire?”Yulin asks playfully.

“Look at this!” Kosuke says proudly as he offers a VR helmet to Saya.

Saya takes it. She examines it for a moment before asking, “What is this thing?”

“You have to look into it.”

Saya puts on the helmet and begins looking around. “What is this?” Her vision fills with lofi compounded images of a distorted and strange world.

“That’s the first footage ever taken through a Digimon’s eyes! You’re seeing through a Digimon’s eyes right now!


Ryuseniji worked tirelessly towards his goal of experiencing the Digital World with all his senses. The theory stood that if Digimon were AI creatures, their sensory data should be easy enough to capture and interpret. All he had to do was imbed the human consciousness into the Digital World and link it to said data.

“This ought to keep me busy for the rest of my life,” Ryusenji says to himself as he looks over his notes.

Ryusenji Electronics had begun exploring the fundamentals of mindlinking technology in secret. They had to minimize the risks and answer the ethical questions later.


Saya was one of the first to successfully link her consciousness with a Digimon.

“Mindlink test complete,” Yulin’s voice buzzes over the PA system.

Saya lays on what looks like a repurposed dentist chair wearing a VR helmet. Wires and cables come down around her and wrap into her arms and helmet. Around her lay an array of monitors, computers, and stacks of notes.

“Vitals are stable. DS levels are dropping. Subject is regaining consciousness. Severing the mindlink,” Kosuke says calmly as he walks over to his wife.

Yulin walks into the room carrying a bucket. She walks over to the chair. Saya begins convulsing, letting out a soft grown. Her arms and legs flail as she slowly regains consciousness. She becomes still and sits up, carefully removing the helmet.

“Here.” Yulin hands her the bucket.

Saya looks uncomfortable as she fights the nausea. “I think….urp…I think I’m getting used to it.” She gives a weak smile as she holds back the vomit. She remembers the mess she made the first time she mindlinked.

Professor Ryusenji claps softly. “Magnificent! These results are astounding. Sufficient rest is required between sessions, and there are some serious side effects we need to address, but the experiment was a rousing success!”

Saya smiles weakly as she picks up the Digimon Dock with the word Agumon written under it. “Nice job Agu!” An image of a small bipedal dinosaur seems to jump in reaction.