Waking up in a coma, the multi-way tyrannosaurus slowly opened their eyes in a daze, but it was pitch black.
It's so dark, where is this place?
The multi-way Tyrannosaurus wanted to speak, but opened his mouth but found that he could not make any sound.
I wanted to fly to the sky to check, but found that my body was so heavy that I couldn't move.
For this reason, the multi-way Tyrannosaurus couldn't help but feel a little anxious - from the beginning, it felt a sense of anxiety and irritability in its heart.
It feels inexplicably familiar here, but no matter how carefully it searches for memory, there is no content about it.
What's going on, what's wrong with me?
After finding that he had done useless work, the multi-way tyrannosaurus lay down and silently remained silent until a slight light came up in the darkness.
What?
The multi-way Tyrannosaurus narrowed his eyes in confusion and tried hard to squeeze the eyes that had just adapted to the darkness.
But soon it was no longer needed, as more scarlet "light sources" quickly appeared in the darkness.
The Multi-Road Tyrannosaurus widened his eyes slightly, but found that he looked at a pair of scarlet scarlet figures and couldn't help but striking.
"roar!!!"
Is this a Digimon similar to me?
The multi-way tyrannosaurus, who were ready to fight the strike in his heart, did not usher in the crazy attack from the other party. He couldn't help but look up, but found that the Digimon that looked exactly the same as his... No, Digimon,
The sky was flying around me, as if I was holding some kind of ceremony.
They roar, frantically, crazy.
The unchanging...is the impulse for destruction.
Killing...death.
Destroy...disappear.
Let everything go to nothing.
In their chaotic atmosphere, these whispers gradually emerged in the hearts of the multi-way tyrannosaurus, and then continued to echo in their hearts, time and time again...
Get out of here!
The multi-way tyrannosaurus was inexplicably terrifying and subconsciously wanted to shake his head to express his rejection, but he could not move.
Killing...death.
Destroy...disappear.
Let everything go to nothing.
The murmuring was still repeating continuously, and at the same time, with the chaotic roars of Digimons similar to it, countless black and red data links broke out from them, wrapping around them one by one and gathering.
The data links are wrapped around, gathered, and adsorbed little by little on the purple skin. The data stretches and shrinks, like palms, constantly climbing upwards.
The murmurings still echoed in the ears of the multi-way beast.
And with these whispers, the data is rising faster and faster.
The multi-way beast opened its mouth wide, but could not make any sound.
Nothing can be passed on.
Nothing can be said.
Even comfort cannot be sent.
It's like a lonely boat in a rainstorm.
The memories of the multi-way beast were gradually suppressed.
The lonely boat gradually sinks.
The data has spread to its neck.
Memories are constantly stained and suppressed by the colors of despair and loneliness.
More and more water enters the lonely boat.
Data appears before its eyes, slowly, slowly...
Posted on it.
It struggled to squeeze out a syllable:
“ha…”
The data is transformed into a mask, which is firmly fitted on its face, and black and red spreads on its body.
The kind nature is suppressed, and despair and impulses of destruction prevail.
"Click!"
Accompanied by heart-wrenching pain, the digital nucleus in its body was shattered at the moment when it was completely dyed black and red.
The empty heart is filled with despair and the impulse of destruction. The darkness guided into black and red karma fire, burning its whole body and re-condensing a larger, renewed, and more terrifying posture.
Through the karma fire, the black and red wings were torn out in struggle - something appeared in it was a purple-black dragon shadow.
"roar--!!"
The only thing that remains in the end was malice.