[center][b][u][i][h3]The Lost Forest[/h3][/i][/u][/b][/center] "[b]On it, Boss![/b]" The Dracmon responded, heading for Agumon's location. As soon as he got there, he went towards the Boss, looking towards the humans, still seemingly collecting themselves, while replacing the life of one human with the life of another as Nathaniel came into the picture. "[i]More Value than Digimon...Right...[/i]" Dracmon thought as he looked at Nate. He immediately shook off that thought, focusing his attention on Agumon. "[b]They looked pretty distracted, boss. The Petitmamon twins are rallying the other two as well...Much as I love an opportunity for a good prank, now's probably not the best time. Let's get going before they spot us.[/b]" He told him. ------------------------------- [center][b][u][i][h3]Nethercircuit - Acedia[/h3][/i][/u][/b][/center] Coming towards the Bridge, Rex and Gazimon would notice an intense shift of tone across it to the other side. The skies were darkened, not necessarily by clouds, more like a black mist or simply that the once clear blue skies that were above them before simply darkened to a complete black, though there was a clear gradient just above the river and bridge, a transition between colors, it still looked...unnatural, as if the very sky itself was not suppose to look like this and was artificially tainted by whatever created the lands beyond this bridge, and yet despite the black skies, the lands of the circuit was still decently lit from the skyline as if the sunlight was seeping through, even though no such rays of light could be seen; an inconsistent impossibility. While the land they stood on looked deserted but normal with bare minimal grass, the land of the other side was dry, cracked, and utterly pale in color, as if it was made of burnt ashes, the trees - what little you could see - were nothing more than dead husks of wood, the flowers and plant life neglected and wilted long ago. In the difference, there was the sounds of thunder, and yet no lightning, and one could vaguely see a few digimon flying through the dark skies. The difference between the two sides of the bridge were quite literally as night and day, divided only by the gradient transition of the sky which stretches across the entirity of the rivers length and width. In other words, one could say the river itself was a borderline of sorts. "[b]Here it is, boys. ...Welcome to Server 1's Nethercircuit, Acedia. We should have too much trouble with these folks, but be on your guard anyways. Acedian Digimon aren't exactly a predictable bunch after all...[/b]" Reapermon said to Rex and Gizamon. Without hearing a response, he walked across the bridge ahead of them, his eyes glowing red as he looked around to see if there were anyone ready to ambush them. ------------------------------- [center][b][u][i][h3]The Underground Temple[/h3][/i][/u][/b][/center] "[b]What...?[/b]" Lucemon asked, stricken utterly speechless by what he heard. It'd likely be the first time that Mike would have seen him actually caught off-guard. Usually Lucemon is calculating and calm, usually always one step ahead of everyone else or so it seemed. But the moment he heard a human got killed, it was as if there was a chink, a crack in his proverbial armor. "[b]Well, this is a virtual world, I'm sure they'd be returned safe and sound back home, right? ..........Right? ...Lucemon?[/b]" Ty asked, at first relatively confident in his optimism, but the silence of his partner slowly but surely sucked that confidence away, making Ty's confident smile slowly droop to a nervous sweaty frown. "[b]...By Virtual, I assume you're asking if they have only come to this place mentally, that physically they're still in their own wold? ...That...isn't the case. This world may be made of data, but it's data given physical form. The both of you, and all of them, were pulled into this world completely, in mind, body, and soul. There is nothing in your world that is left behind as Mike can attest; his laptop is proof of this. This world is just as real here as your own world is there.[/b]" Lucemon explained. [img]https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/danganronpa/images/f/f6/Danganronpa_V3_Kokichi_Oma_Halfbody_Sprite_%2818%29.png/revision/latest?cb=20180506071359[/img] "[b]So...you mean that if something happens here, if someone dies in this world...[/b] Ty nervously asked. "[b]...Yes.[/b]" Was all Lucemon said in response. "[b]So that means that Gotsumon...the other digidestines were...[/b]" "[b]...I'm sorry. This wasn't suppose to happen.[/b]" Lucemon said, turning away from Ty and facing the ground, his face showing hints of sorrow and anger, as he bit at the joint of his index finger. Ty, meanwhile, realizing what was just said, looked down to the ground in mourning. [img]https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/danganronpa/images/7/77/Danganronpa_V3_Kokichi_Oma_Halfbody_Sprite_%2814%29.png/revision/latest?cb=20180506071357[/img] This was suppose to be a fun little journey of mischef and anarchy, no one was suppose to get actually hurt in his conquest, no human was suppose to die here, but died they did...and what's more, it was by one of his soldiers...he was responsible for this mess...It was difficult for Lucemon to imagine what that feeling of responsibility must feel like to a kid like Ty. Despite being the Digimon Emperor, he is after all still just a child, a child carrying the kind of burden that breaks most adults. ...But of course, Lucemon now carries that burden as well...but this isn't the first time he's forced to carry it, and it probably won't be the last, so while his human partner grieves in silence, walking a few meters away from the army and Lucemon to be by himself, the main members of his army showing concern in their own ways... Lucemon himself, was seething with anger, clenched fists shaking as his face turned cold and solemn once more. "[b]I'm going to trust that you've already issued a full-scale retreat on your spies, Michael. Meramon, gather your men and arrange a makeshift court. Devimon, fetch the emperor's throne. ...We're going to have what I believe you humans call, a court marshal.[/b]" Lucemon said.