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Digimon Inheritance: A Heroic Lion's Turbulent Times (Finished)

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you were still incapable of relaxing as Wendimon and you were the most physically capable of the whole group, and your achievement of lift the body of Threst was very well remembered so flipping the corpse of Dinobeemon was part of your duties alongside the cutting of parts and pieces of the beast to reach the digicore.
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Lifting.
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in your mind the cuts of Mikemon were replaying as the elder champion mastered her art to the point that she could choose perfectly the length and deep of cuts.
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Deepness.
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(Read: being softly. chased away by Weddingmon after a light tick formed in her smile)
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Change the fullstop into a comma.
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...They are getting along now? You will never understand the womon's process to make choices.
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Womon's thought process.
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And by that you mean he's only shaking in his boots while the wommon gently coaxes him out from under his hat.
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Womon.
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Weddingmon dislike of you was clear, but the farther you were from Mikemon was better in her opinion.
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The.
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So you waited by reading a few books, any attempt of escape from Sparks was meet by your hand caught him and threw him back into the hands of Weddingmon, being called traitor didn't matter your partner needed courage in his relationships as it was another battlefield.
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Met, catching, throwing.
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When you come back to full control of your less-than-chivalric throughs Mikemon is calling her assistant over to: "Help prep bug-boy for surgery."
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Thoughts.
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The champions tried to match the glare that Pit and you were given for a pair of moments before finally your insectoid friend bows his head in acquiescence and lifts the large pill to his head, and the mandibles you now know to be present beneath it.
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Just champion singular, have given.
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The process continued and repeat more than a dozen of times as you keep attempting to learn from watching it happen but the only thing that you managed to grasp was that the digicore of Dinobeemon was dimming while Beat's was shining brighter than before as the data of Dinobeemon was truly being bond to Beat.
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Bonded.
 
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    • Scaryghosts said:
    So will the next few updates be meeting up with Ardat and then time skipping straight to the fight with Saberleomon?
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    Yep. I'm planning to start the next update with Verge being teleported to Bulwark, and moving up to preperations/training. I'm planning for a rough 1 week timeskip where tracking/training will take place where several Omakes happen/happened.

    …

    Half serious vote: Should Grademon have a brief meeting with Ardat?

    [] Yes. Let them fight over best girl position.

    [] No. 'Twould be silly.
     
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    • It sounds like she won't even be visiting Bulwark until after our fight with Angemon. She has neither been paid nor lost a bet.

    [x] No. 'Twould be silly.
     
    Lol. As if it would even be a battle.

    [X] Yes. Let them fight over best girl position.

    This is literally just to dunk on those who don't recognise Ardat supremacy.

    This'll be the second time in 24 hours Grademon gets beat down
     
    [X] No. 'Twould be silly.

    As Talon said, there wouldn't be a fight- there'd be a massacre. Grademon out of sorts, stunned by her rival's contempt as Ardat is in her element, leading her Knight to power and glory and demonstrating she's nearly ready to take the world by storm?

    Honestly the only interesting thing would be *how* Ardat styles on her, considering the only time Ardat was in a similar position she Dark Digivolved out of fury and tried to kill the perpetrator on the spot- I imagine she'd be nearly as contemptuous as Verge.
     
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    It wouldn't even be a fight.

    It would be Ardat saying jealous things while Grademon stands there confused.

    And in his frustration at the situation, Verge would know it was all Sparks' fault.
     
    Christmas Omake: Nightmare & A Caretaker's Comfort
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    • Cruel red eyes turning comfort into terror.

    A mocking giggle sends horror through your soul.

    Her foot descends without mercy.

    Agony as HER claw tears away half your world-
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    =

    "N-no! Stop!"

    You erupt from the mat with a shriek of terror, screams warping into uncontrollable sobs.

    "Flamemon p-please! Help-" A realization cuts the plea down. Flamemon can't help you ever again. Not after SHE... after she...

    A cool mitt descends presses against the back of your head, and on terrified instinct you turn to bite the appendage.

    "It's alright Verge." Frigimon's soothing voice pierces through the veil of terror. "You're safe now, both of you." Sparks lets out a choked sob from the crease of her other arm, the Candlemon clinging desperately to her side.

    "Please, don't-don't leave me too! I can't-don't want to…" The Rookie trails off into a wordless cry of grief, and you quickly let go of the caretaker's arm.

    "S-sor-Frigimon I-"

    "Shhh." Her hand brushes lightly down your back, Frigimon uncaring of the tooth marks present in her snowy body. "You have nothing to be sorry for. It wasn't your fault." The Champion's touch is gentle, her voice smooth and calming. Gradually your rapid breathing begins to slow. "You're both well loved, don't worry sweeties. Nothing can hurt you here."

    She's wrong. You're not safe. You'll never be safe. Not with…

    A winged demon descends into the village.
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    You flinch into the caretaker's hand, shivering uncontrollably in fear. Sparks lets out another sob, his fiery head burning at the womon's face. Frigimon pays the minor injuries no mind, her attention focused solely on the two of you.


    View: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=q1U1WiRyROI


    By and by, a soft voice begins to carry through the air.

    "Leaving in the morning, without a word to say.

    From my house into the world, in the light of day."

    You feel the world begin to fade away into darkness again, the comforting melody assuaging your fear.

    "I might seem courageous, but once the sun goes down.

    You'll find I'm the biggest, crybaby around…"

    And for a few seconds, your mind lets go of the grief and terror. Swept away by a comforting breeze of cold.

    "Skies above the city, painted a lovely red."

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    You awake with a start, head immediately whipping back and forth to scan the surroundings. Sparks, yourself, and the spiderlings nestled into your fur. You're all still swept up in Frigimon's arms… no she's carefully propped you atop her arm. Leaving you leaning against her chest instead of having to face the fear of crushing agony.

    There's… something sweet in the air. Warm, and… foreign. Something your nose has never come across before.

    Dimly through the grogginess you become aware of Frigimon gingerly placing you on a chair. And looking down your drill nose, you find a… plate stacked high with those strange-smelling cookies. Each of the sugar encrusted treats is in a different shape, Tyrannomon, Frigimon… Elecmon, like Gramps…

    Sparks is set down in the chair beside you a moment later, the Candlemon still quietly sniffling quietly.

    "Go ahead sweetie. You're still all skin and bones." The caretaker murmurs before setting a large bowl by the plate. Steam wafts off the liquid's dark, slightly-bitter smelling surface. "I know the festival ended a few days ago, but I figured the two of you could use a little treat."

    "Why…" Sparks tries to glare at the snow golem in suspicion. "Why are being so-so nice to us?"

    "Why? Because I can dearie. Because it's the right thing to do." Frigimon answers, before carefully giving him a pat on the shoulder. "I can't save every Rookie out there, but Lord knows I can help the two of you."

    "B-bu-but-"

    "Hush little ones, you don't have to worry about anything right now. Just relax and enjoy." Sparks meets your worried gaze, then tears running down his face. For some reason the world is starting to get blurry.

    O-oh. I'm c-crying too…"

    "I'm sure you'll both go on to do great things one day."

    "R-re-really?"

    "I know so."

    ===AN: Merry Christmas! If anyone was wondering why Verge is willing to go so far for Frigimon well… this kind of thing is it.
     
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