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More less at the same time as the Tayt diplomat, a strange phenomenon began to manifest near the dropship and the diplomatic vessel. Navigational and communications systems began to fritz, as a sudden turbulence struck the ships. Screens began to flash with static, even as a strange sound could be heard through all coms systems. It was a methodical grinding, like a vast array of gears. Interference would soon make all communication impossible, as all readings began to go completely insane. Even as the crew of both ships were struggling to deal with the strange hazard, a voice would project itself through every speaker it could find. It was a soft voice, speaking with mallign confidence, as calmly as if it was reading the news. "A pathetic display of the inferior psychical race. I am reborn from your fear, and I have come to see your greatest nightmares reborn in this world. The digital world will be mine to mold as I please once I have devoured the data from this dimension."

High in the atmosphere of Arcadia-2, an anomaly would manifest itself. Digital information would begin to take form, manipulating this reality to create a physical form. A blob of formless matter seemed to manifest, before it formed itself into the shape of a long-armed humanoid figure. Colours became clear, and Devimon was fully formed in this reality, in all his evil glory. Devimon looked over the ships of the Democracies and the Dominion, and he simply smiled. Such arrogance in the physical beings. He would devour their data, and he would gain the strength to conquer the Digital World. He would destroy the Chosen Children, and he would prove to Apocalymon that he had always been his master's greatest servant. Of course, it would be then that he would surpass, and devour, Apocalymon himself. He was destined, after all, to be the greatest evil of all time.