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veenknight343I won’t die here… This is just the beginning!
Meruem had known deep down he would die. How could he survive the pure destruction that came with being a living meteor. Even still, he clenched his fist in defiance of his fate, glared hard at the approaching ground, and was determined to find a way. Finding that solution, even if it meant losing a few limbs, was worth the world.
It was in the next moment that he noticed a blindingly white glint. It vanished for just a moment before flickering into existence again. This happened several more times before Meruem realized what was happening. Someone… or something was following along with his trajectory at an alarming speed.
A blanket of trees turned into a fuzzy haze of green as he realized just how fast he was going. Which, in the grand scheme of things made him wonder, Just how fast is that thing was going?!
He glanced up, a fragment of a instinct guiding him. Just in time to save his life, he cocked his fist back and plowed it into a small, red-shelled insect. It buzzed passed him shakingly before saying, “Hey! Are you al-! Wait! W-What the? Was that a hu-”
The rest trailed off as Meruem wrestled with the merciless fingers of the wind. “A talking monster!” It was then that Meruem truly accepted that he was back in the Digital World. He smiled to himself, more determined than ever to somehow, someway, survive his fall. With the ground fast approaching, Meruem roused up a slumbering roar and screamed his rejection before shutting his eyes. A hard impact bruised his arms a second later, a sharp object tore through his jacket and bloodied his forearm in that same moment.
But... he was okay.
“Meruem, welcome back.”
Hearing his name was odd, especially coming from a young but ambitious voice. He opened his eyes to see a small dragon; one covered in white gleaming fur with powerful yellow eyes. Not at all new to the whole Digimon scene, Meruem calmly sat back onto his bottom and observe the destructive scene behind him.
“You… You caught me?” he asked casually.
“Sure did, it's the least I could do for my chosen partner,” The white dragon proclaimed.
Meruem turned to look back at him but was utterly caught off by how fearsome and awesome he looked. He felt himself gawking and ceased it immediately. “Your name? I need it if I’m going to thank you.”
The white dragon strode over to him, stopping but three feet away. A slanted pillar of light came into existence in front of him as the clouds burst apart overhead. More objects were falling, Meruem had discovered.
“... Its Hackmon, Meruem.”
His sights remained glued on the sky as he watched them trail into different areas. “That won’t do, Hackmon. From here on out I'm calling you, Hero. Cause you saved my life and my mission. Thank you."
Meruem had known deep down he would die. How could he survive the pure destruction that came with being a living meteor. Even still, he clenched his fist in defiance of his fate, glared hard at the approaching ground, and was determined to find a way. Finding that solution, even if it meant losing a few limbs, was worth the world.
It was in the next moment that he noticed a blindingly white glint. It vanished for just a moment before flickering into existence again. This happened several more times before Meruem realized what was happening. Someone… or something was following along with his trajectory at an alarming speed.
A blanket of trees turned into a fuzzy haze of green as he realized just how fast he was going. Which, in the grand scheme of things made him wonder, Just how fast is that thing was going?!
He glanced up, a fragment of a instinct guiding him. Just in time to save his life, he cocked his fist back and plowed it into a small, red-shelled insect. It buzzed passed him shakingly before saying, “Hey! Are you al-! Wait! W-What the? Was that a hu-”
The rest trailed off as Meruem wrestled with the merciless fingers of the wind. “A talking monster!” It was then that Meruem truly accepted that he was back in the Digital World. He smiled to himself, more determined than ever to somehow, someway, survive his fall. With the ground fast approaching, Meruem roused up a slumbering roar and screamed his rejection before shutting his eyes. A hard impact bruised his arms a second later, a sharp object tore through his jacket and bloodied his forearm in that same moment.
But... he was okay.
“Meruem, welcome back.”
Hearing his name was odd, especially coming from a young but ambitious voice. He opened his eyes to see a small dragon; one covered in white gleaming fur with powerful yellow eyes. Not at all new to the whole Digimon scene, Meruem calmly sat back onto his bottom and observe the destructive scene behind him.
“You… You caught me?” he asked casually.
“Sure did, it's the least I could do for my chosen partner,” The white dragon proclaimed.
Meruem turned to look back at him but was utterly caught off by how fearsome and awesome he looked. He felt himself gawking and ceased it immediately. “Your name? I need it if I’m going to thank you.”
The white dragon strode over to him, stopping but three feet away. A slanted pillar of light came into existence in front of him as the clouds burst apart overhead. More objects were falling, Meruem had discovered.
“... Its Hackmon, Meruem.”
His sights remained glued on the sky as he watched them trail into different areas. “That won’t do, Hackmon. From here on out I'm calling you, Hero. Cause you saved my life and my mission. Thank you."