E G Y P T [Rinji|Coolmon]

Coolmon was pretty enthused about being invited by her best friend on an adventure. Why? Well, you didn't hear this from here but Coolmon had kind of been hoping they'd do something like this in due time. Furthermore, as a fellow traveler of the Digital World and beyond, it was her obligation to render aid upon those who desired it be they friend or stranger. Like Rinji's giant brunette human friend! Who was actually really sweet in Coolmon's eyes.

Then again, there may have been a little bit of bias given she was also Rinji's friend. And Rinji had a good judge of character. Coolmon's scarf had somehow turned into a full on cloak/mask ensemble as they had stood before a large and ancient pyramid. "I mean, I think I'm pretty ready. But pyramids are real dangerous, so we should be at least double ready, right?" Her voice was more muffled. But it was still clear. The Cutemon prioritized safety.

"From what I know, pyramids are also tombs...So...Maybe there'll be skeletons? Mmm...I've never been in one before..."

That was a valid concern, even though there was a relatively interesting reality about digimon. "Unless they're human remains or actual... zombie digimons, I doubt we'll find skeletons in there."

Actually... that made her think; what were the chances of actual human remains to be here? Maybe humans went a bit too far into the past? Or maybe that would be due to the interference of ancient digimon? In any case, that was something pretty unlikely, even if not impossible.

As the brunette moved in direction to the entrance, he noticed that Coolmon was up to something, and that actually made her smile. "Come, Rin-Rin. Let's pose a bit!"

Maybe a selfie wasn't something deep or related with their current journey, but it was still building a memory; one that could end well or not, but still a memory that Amy would eventually come to treasure. Once that was done and taken care of, she'd gesture to the main corridor. "Now, let's get in. And, Coolmon... don't forget to share the picture later, okay? I want it!"

Said main corridor didn't have much going for it, except the occasional cobweb and a high amount of unwashed sand flooding the floor. She felt a little embarrassed, but... "Say, did any of you bring a light?"

She could probably produce one from her Infini-store if needed, but rummaging such an ample bag at the moment didn't seem ideal.

Oh. She was taking a picture! Of course! Rinji quickly scrambled back to join both Amelie and Coolmon in the photo-taking process.

The comment about such a colossal and powerful digimon as SkullGreymon did warrant a pause, however. "Wait, you meant something like that? I... think I'd prefer normal bones now," he replied with a bit of unease. It was nowhere near enough to ruin the mood, though.

With a grin, he let Coolmon take the picture with all three of them. "This one is definitely a keeper. Don't forget to send me it too!" He said cheerily as he peered down at the result on Coolmon's phone. "Oh, Amy's number? It's..." Rinji trailed off as he recited the long and tiresome string of numbers.

So with that done (and he was really looking forward to receiving the copy later), they wandered into the dank depths of the tomb's entrance. The darkness was pretty unsettling though. Especially if there were going to be skeletons in here. Nobody wanted to bump into one of those.

"Woah, it's like a lightbulb, Coolmon!" He commented as he watched in awe at the light between her paws. "Uh, I guess I could try too?" 

The centipede let just the smallest amount of electric current run through his carapace. "Um... nobody touch me while I'm doing this," he stated plainly as he realised the danger. Then he let just a few more amperes of electricity course through him and...

Voila! Rinji was glowing red. It wasn't the pure bright light type of illumination that Coolmon had, but it did cast a nice soft red glow onto the stone walls and floor. The colour almost made the scene romantic. "I've never used my electricity quite like this though," he commented. "I think I should be able to keep it up for a few hours before I need to recharge."

First and foremost!

Coolmon had no idea how she managed to get that entire string of numbers. Nor did she really have any way of ensuring if it was accurate or not. It was, at best, something to test out later on when she sent the picture proper. She nodded towards Rinji. A keeper indeed! "I think it's either skeletal dinosaur Digimon or Mummymon...Man, that'd be...Well, I guess it'd be awful but also it'd make a neat story for later." Coolmon stated, finding herself staring at the rather luminous Scolomon. "...That's super cool."

As the walls of the pyramid began to tell a story worth a thousand words via the use of pictures, Coolmon found herself reading and nodding along. "Mmm. People that hail from a time before...well, time! Someone once said that learning lessons from what was left behind is very beneficial towards staying on top of yourself." Coolmon stated, stepping up towards where Amelie paused and holding her light to the picture. "Ooooh..."

This was an amazing discovery; so amazing, in fact, that Amelie would've begun to write if she had been alone. Nevermind that Coolmon and Rinji were their only light sources at the moment! While she wasn't actively 'Oooh-ing' like the Cutemon, she still gazed at the hieroglyphics with her eyes wide in surprise and curiosity.

So much that she almost hadn't heard Rinji's words about checking a new set out; her friend's words didn't disappoint, however. If the Dokunemons were interesting, finding the very beings she had predicted maybe being there was almost a bit too uncanny.

The brunette couldn't but look with immense awe at what had been the remains of an ancient civilization where they had thrived, and even their coloration was unmistakably different, the fact that this has been the closest she had seen to Rinji's peers was... quite the discovery!

"An ancient civilization that included Scolomon as their primary workforce... isn't it amazing?" She couldn't but mutter, her eyes affixed in the wall. Rinji had been oddly silent, so maybe he was still processing the fact? No way for her to know.

Of course, the tale followed; the centipedes' civilization was very advanced for its age, and had seized that to expand in what would have otherwise been an infertile land. Irrigation systems gave life to acres of meat farms, beautiful cities, and marvelous inventions. Truly, a group of brilliant minds had been behind the construction of this great mausoleum and many others of its kind.

Who was inside, though? Such a magnificent construction meant only one thing; this was the final destination of a great figure, either religious or political. After motioning at Rinji to follow her lead Amy kept peering through the hieroglyphics, and finally... found the answer.

A Scolomon —or maybe something bigger? The image was tad blurry— stood on top of many of its subjects, its body at least twice as big as his subjects'. His carapace seemed to be a mosaic of bright, ultramarine blue and gold, and on top of his head, the digimon seemed to wear the digital equivalent of a Nemes Headdress. She couldn't read the inscription below, but the ancient digicode would read 'God-Pharaoh'.

"Whoa." A short gasp exited the brunette's mouth. This was nothing short of... breathtaking. "To think I wondered if there was any of your kind when it seems that your distant relatives seemed to be at the head of this `ñace. Unbelievable, isn't it?."

Throughout this ordeal, the Rinji was indeed quiet. It could've been a combination of awkwardness, surprise or shock... but he was genuinely yet silently processing the information. And importantly, seeing what Amelie and Coolmon had to make of it.

He watched Amelie trace the murals with fascination. A comment of hers brought him out of his thoughts. "Yeah," he replied almost casually albeit with a tone of distant dreaminess, but then continued on a more tender vein. "To be honest... I've never met another Scolomon before. I wonder what they were like?"

"I mean... I didn't even know if there were others of my species until now. So I guess there must've been. But I'm guessing these ones are extinct now." Initially, he'd been hopeful, but it was clear there was dejection in the possibility of meeting his own kind being shot down. In all honesty, despite their differences, it would've been nice to have someone to relate to. A person who was functionally the same as he was, and experienced the same problems as he did.

"I can't remember if I've said before, but I was born in Primary Village and never saw anyone else like me. For all I knew, I could've been the only one." He paused. "Uh, not that I'd mind if that was the case or anything. I'm happy being with you guys."

Approaching the depiction roughly translated and labelled 'God-King' revealed its gorgeous beauty, although he had no clue what the digicode meant.

"It's close to modern digicode but definitely different. I'm sure I've seen it somewhere before," he stated. At the end, he trailed off, as if trying to remember exactly where he'd seen it before. The gesture proved fruitless as he made no further comment.

"It's got to be his resting place," he said in lieu of Coolmon. "They went to the trouble of putting him on the wall..." The depiction was quite interesting. Colours not depicted on the other Scolomon were painted onto this one. "Do you think they did it to be artistic?" 

"He's got to be their leader; he's the biggest one in the painting," he replied. Rinji wandered further along the passage, his own light fading out from its intersection with Coolmon's. Although this seemed to be the point where the murals ended? Only blank stone walls occupied this section.

The sounds of clicking feet stopped. "Huh?" Rinji muttered something.

On the wall in front of him, were some hastily scratched drawings and some more ancient digicode. Although the drawings were in black charcoal, depicting some sort of... flaming rock? In the sky? Particularly, shooting past drawings of huts and figures of Scolomon.

Compared to the earlier works, it was hastily and sloppily done. Almost like graffiti. What made it worse was perhaps the hastily scrawled digicode underneath the drawing. A message from another time, although no one would know what it meant.

"It doesn't look like this is meant to be here, but this is where it ends." It was a bit abrupt, although Rinji had half a mind to believe that the murals were meant to end with the king and not the charcoal sketches.

"There's something curious about them..." He muttered. Gently, the centipede lifted his tail and scraped the black edge onto an empty patch of wall. It left behind the same dark markings.

At the end of the passage way, the trio would find a stone tomb, or coffin of sorts. The lid covering it would be about 2 inches of thick, polished rock, impossible for a single person to lift by themselves. What they'd find when or even if they'd open it... that'd be the surprise. 

"...I don't imagine that was a very...nice experience, being the only one of your kind there...But at the same time, you're unique. I still think you are." Coolmon stated, quite plainly. "I mean...I've met other Cutemon but...they're..." She trailed off.

Nothing like her.

Regardless, she continued to follow Rinji and Amelie. "I'm assuming part of it's meant for artistic purposes, but given how some Digimon turn out looking? It could very well be a actual interpretation of the King's appearance...And, as Amelie said? It must've been quite the sight to see in person. I think it'd look cool both in concept and execution, honestly...Hey, Rinji, you should totally invest in some armor!" The story of the Scolomon continued, though. It continued for a short while longer before it ended with...

A meteor.

A drawing of one, at least. Coolmon felt some deja vu, looking over the hastily scrawn Digicode. Was the author...dying as they wrote this? "...Perhaps...This was where his legacy ended? Actually, no. It likely was. Coolmon stared at the drawing for a few moments. Meteors. One could find a certain...finality to them, really...She glanced to the doors ahead, before glancing to her compatriots. "Only one way to find out, friends!" She grinned, proceeding onwards to open the door into the tomb.