let's sleep whilst the world burns down [MPC-53BCX COMPLETE]

And stopped. Something was wrong.

Immediately he rushed back outside, the hair on his back pricking up on ends from anticipation. Even though his spirits had gone, his instincts had still stayed with him. And they weren't wrong either.

Up in the sky, a black mass was forming, and it was big. Huge enough to swallow the Shibuya 109 building. It wasn't anything that Ry had ever seen, it wasn't a digimon either, that was for sure.

It was just a black blob, a huge one.

Screams immediately began below him, from the passersby that noticed the thing hanging over their heads. People in uniform, what looked like soldiers yet did not bear the JDRF initials, rushed out of various buildings within Shibuya and raised their guns to attack the blob.

"Stop and renounce yourself!" one of them shouted, raising his gun even higher.

The blob said nothing, and instead what looked like a grimy tentacle shot straight down with immense speed, striking down the soldier through his heart. The tentacle retracted itself just as fast as it came, and it took a few moments longer before the soldier's legs gave out and he crumpled to the ground, dead within seconds.

Ry found himself with his hand to his mouth in shock, D-Tector held even tighter, he couldn't believe what he was seeing. He's met powerful digimon, digimon who reign over the Digital World, yet none was that fast, that powerful.

In what seemed like a nightmare, the blob began to form distinct lines within itself, forming a shape. Slowly, Ry began to realise that it was forming a face, and not a human one either, he saw. No, the shape of the face was distinctly reptilian. No wait, it began to turn into a flower instead, and then it formed into what looked like a hound.

Ry shook his head, was he just seeing things now?

No, the mass began to speak, "We know of suffering, we know of death, we know of anger," it said, faces still ever changing, "We know of frustration, of despair, of hopelessness."

"We have come back from our deaths and we are one, and we bring death and revenge."

The blob formed itself into what looked like polyhedron, coated gold and with inscriptions lining its form. Then, what looked like huge claws began to reach out from each side, extending itself up into the air. One of those claws began to form itself as a cannon, aimed directly at Ry's direction.

"Giga Cannon!"

The next thing Ry knew was blinking himself awake, trying to get his sight into focus. His thoughts came to him slowly, one by one. He recognised that he was on the ground, no longer high above in the balcony. Not only that, he was flat on the ground, covered in the dust and all sorts of small rocks. Another thought, he was badly bruised, as if he fell the five feet from his balcony, or perhaps thrown from it.

Another thought, the massive polyhedron was still high in the sky, cannon still aimed in his direction, claws still spread out and high in the air.

"What..." his throat was dry, it physically hurt him to even try to get his words out. He blinked again, his eyes feeling dry. What was going on? How was this even possible?

A ringing in the air started to sound, "You will not best us today, foul beast!" someone started to shout from what sounded like speakers, "We will defeat you like all the others!"

The ringing reached a peak, Ry unable to lift his hands to cover his ears, and then disappeared entirely. Yet the creature stayed, it did not disappear like its friends did back then.

Instead it laughed, and used one of the claws to take out one of the city's speakers, "We will not be caught by the same attack!"

Ry looked around, the destruction and bloodshed imminent, happening once again. He felt himself panic, short of breath, his hand with its grip on the D-Tector trembling. This was when he would storm in, body flashing and transforming into something wondrous yet terrible at the same time, hands raised and flaming to take on any opponent.

But now, this time, he was as powerless as a baby. Unable to fight, unable to do anything, only able to take in the destruction and wrath that the monster unleashed. He didn't even know if it could called a digimon, it was a true monster, through and through. A digimon had a conscience, a heart, this one had none.

It only knew destruction.

But there was something else that he could do. From his right, he started to hear whimpering, that slowly began to rise into screams and yells. Feeling that nothing of his body was broken from the wreckage, fortunate enough that none of the rubble had fallen on top of him, he was able to push himself up to stand. He glanced down at his D-Tector, perhaps the last remaining drops of his spirit that was taken away from him had protected him from the attack.

Regardless, he moved, running towards the source of the screams. He found it underneath a whole bunch of rubble, the source hidden from view. He glanced upwards, taking note of the stillness of the monster, not taking another shot yet, and rushed to help the person trapped underneath.

"Just hang on and don't make any sudden movements!" he shouted, carefully taking one piece of rubble and then moving it aside, "I'll do my best to get this off you, but you need to stop panicking, can you do that for me?"

The screams dwindled down, back into simple whimpering. Without the distraction of the screams, Ry went about his task faster, yet with the same delicacy that he used. Luckily, the person, who turned out to be a young lady, wasn't under too much rubble, and it didn't take long for Ry to get her out under there. She nodded her head in appreciation, and Ry pointed to what looked like passable shelter in the distance, and she hurried her way there.

For himself, however, his job wasn't done, not yet.

All the screams that he had blocked out from his head came in full force, every scream and whine and moan that reached from one end of the city to the other crushed his brains into pulp. It was more than just deafening, it was oppressive, depressive, hopelessness in a single voice.

Yet he pushed himself on, singling out one scream and then heading towards it. He repeated his exact words, exact actions. He pushed off the rubble carefully, took the delicate hand and pulled the little girl up. Directed her to safety, and then repeated it, over again. Over and over and over.

His aching bones and body he ignored, focusing intensely on each individual scream, each individual whine. He didn't know what else to do, what else he can do. His D-Tector dead in his pocket, powerless against the massive being hanging over Shibuya, hanging as judgment and death.

As he reached out to the fifth hand so far, the whine overhead began to start again, getting louder now. Without thinking, Ry threw himself over the girl he was helping, and a second later, a light blinded him from the world.

He blinked, the light disappeared as fast as it came, and hesitantly he looked behind him and his heart dropped. Another district destroyed, another thousand dead, in the blink of an eye.

His mouth went dry, speechless. He could help as many people as he wanted, but he couldn't stop this regardless, he couldn't stop this death and destruction.

He closed his eyes, as if trying to will away the nightmare, taking a deep breath in and out to calm himself. He pushed himself out and continued to help out the imprisoned woman.

"Stop this maddening death, foul one."

The booming voice, different from the monstrous one, caught Ry by surprise, and he wheeled around instantly to see where it came from.

And there he saw it, the saviour of both the Digital World and human world, high in the sky with his sword out and his cannon to the side.

"I am Omnimon, a Royal Knight of the Yggdrasil and the Digital World," his sword shone, "And I have come to stop you."

Ry took a deep breath in, his hand trembling and clutching on to the D-Tector with all of his might.

It had been four years since the incident, since the ban, the disaster, the destruction, the terror.

It had been four years since the human world had been in touch with the Digital World, four years since anyone had anything to do with the digimon, four years since Ry had stepped foot in the Digital World and ever met a digimon again. Four years since Ry had been a spirit wielder.

And now he was standing in front of the train station again, with hundreds perhaps thousands of other would-be passengers next to him. Yet their destination wasn't anywhere within Shibuya, but outside of it. Far outside of it.

He couldn't believe that this was happening, Ry had never thought that they were actually going to lift the ban on the Digital World, especially after everything that had happened. Oh, people had rioted, they had made their disdain and disapproval loudly. Especially the people who had lost others during the attack, which Ry of course understood.

Yet the government had been adamant, for some reason. Apparently, they had quietly sent a diplomat to the Digital World to meet Yggdrasil, the one who had sent Omnimon four years ago to save the human world from disaster. The humans had been hesitant at first, unsure of a coalition with the Digital World that had wrecked the human world so badly, yet apparently Yggdrasil had convinced them that they had no hand with the attempted takeover and the terror, and given generous deals and gifts to make up for it.

Regardless, most of the governments in the world had agreed, which Ry did not understand. They must have an underlying intent for agreeing, perhaps revenge, which was a notion that was theorised and most agreed to. Why else would superpowers agree to allowing powerful digimon to roam freely between the human world and the Digital World, and vice versa?

Even so, to a lot of people, this was something to be excited about, in a twisted way. Ry had mixed feelings himself, for being excited to visit the Digital World again, his secret hiding pace from the human world years ago, being able to feel his spirit's power again for the first time in so long. Yet, he felt immense guilt for feeling excited to visit a place that had wrought the human world destruction, irreparable destruction and annihilation of lives. It felt as if he shouldn't be allowed to be happy about this, but he couldn't help himself.

Yet he found himself at the train station anyway, on the first day and first train scheduled out of Shibuya and into the Digital World. His legs had moved themselves somehow to the train station, hand clenching the D-Tector the entire way. His D-Tector hadn't responded at all for the past four years, even after the ban had been lifted and passage to the Digital World had been reinstated.

He wasn't even sure if he needed the D-Tector to reach the Digital World anymore, it sounded like anyone can go to the Digital World now, but it couldn't hurt to just have it with him. At least, that was what he told himself, the truth was that it just felt empty walking to the Trailmon without his D-Tector with him. It felt wrong.

The sharp whistle of an incoming train snapped Ry out of his thoughts, and suddenly, Ry could definitely feel the beat of his heart in his ears. He had no one in particular that he was looking forward to seeing in the Digital World, perhaps the Gatomon in the inn that hosted him during his first early weeks there, but he still felt nervous just stepping foot in the Digital World.

The train, which now that Ry was sure is a disguised Trailmon, opened its doors to the hundreds of waiting passengers. Perhaps to accommodate for the number of passengers riding on today, the Trailmon seemed to have more carriages than usual, the train needing to move upwards once every few carriages were filled. It was a confusing sight, but Ry was glad that the Trailmon thought about them.

Soon enough, Ry was able to step on the Trailmon. He waited for perhaps half an hour until the last carriage was filled, trying to calm himself down as he waited but failing as his anxiety got to him. Even with the number of carriages that the Trailmon had, he could see that there were still at least a hundred people left behind in the station, waiting for the next Trailmon.

Finally, Ry felt the train picking up speed, and they were well on their way to the Digital World. He looked around, seeing just as many anxious people in the train. Many of them holding their digivices, looking at them longingly, most of them perhaps for their partner left behind in the Digital World. Ry glanced down at his own, unsure of who he was longing for. Maybe it was just the world itself, so expansive, so abstract, yet the realest thing to him at the moment.

He clutched his digivice tighter, looking out the window again, and surprised when he saw that they had already arrived at their destination at such a short time. The sight took his breath away, the Digital World had always been more versed in nature, yet it's been so long that he had forgotten. The great trees, the blue sky, the almost translucent ocean.

And the digimon.

The one he saw first was the one that was the stuff of legends, he saw a huge two-headed turtle with a tree for a shell, walking around between the trees somehow, its weight shaking the very ground below it. It stopped when it saw the train, and instead of screeching or attacking, it bowed both heads towards the train, as if welcoming those onboard back to the Digital World.

Soon he began to see the other digimon, he saw the yellow and blue worms clinging to the trees, pink birds flying off in a group far into the sky. Then Ry heard a buzzing overhead, and saw what looked like a huge red beetle fly across the Trailmon, reaching the other side of the forest.

Ry couldn't breathe, he could only watch. Everything was so wonderful, this was wonderful. He had no regrets in coming back once more to the Digital World.

Soon, the Trailmon slowed to a stop in Terminus City's train station, and the doors opened to let the huge number of people out. It took a while to get everyone out because of the number, but finally Ry was able to step out and take a long breath in of the Digital World air.

He stepped off the platform, unsure of where to go now that he was actually in the Digital World. He had no one to meet, nothing to see. His destination was the Digital World, and now he was here, he was aimless.

So he let his feet take him where to go. He went further in, deeper into the forest outside Terminus City, the one he had just been in. Deeper still, knowing that he had frequently gotten lost in the forest multiple times years ago. Still, it felt as if something was pulling him there, pulling him inside further, deeper into the heart of the Digital World.

Slowly, he found himself in front of a cave, yet instead of a natural cave, the rocks are a pure white and there were blue vein-like markings on the cave. His eyes widened with surprise, this was similar to the Omnimon four years ago... too similar.

With the beating heart still in his ears, he took a step forward into the cave. Instead of the cave becoming smaller or becoming darker, the pure whiteness of the cave acted as a light, and Ry could see everything within it, and the ceiling itself became higher and higher.

The walls widened out, and suddenly, it was no longer a cave, but a huge white room with blue veins that stretched from top to bottom with no end to be seen. Ry could only stare in awe at what he was seeing whilst continuing to step forward, or just trying to understand what it even was that he had stepped into.

"Welcome."

Ry stopped, and in the distance he saw the figure he had seen four years ago, the saviour, the Royal Knight to the God of the Digital World. He could only stand speechless without a reply.

"Thank you for coming to us at our call," the figure bowed and Ry quickly took a few more steps forward to get a better look, "I... we... appreciate your help, all those years ago."

"What?" Ry sputtered out, the steps in the cave the only echoing sound around them, "I didn't do anything."

"You did."

The clear voice echoed around them, through them, and the Omnimon immediately looked back and dropped to his knees in mid-air. Ry squinted, trying to see what it was that the Omnimon saw, until he realised that it was everything behind the Royal Knight.

He saw past the Royal Knight to the far reaches of the cave, to what looked like the wall, only to realise that it wasn't the wall at all. The blue veins triangulated at the centre of the 'wall', and above it lay two red slits that could have been mistaken for red paint, yet it was glowing.

"My God."

Ry fumbled, bowing, then realising halfway that this was a God and a simple bow wouldn't be enough, and instantly fell on to his knees instead.

"Rise."

Ry rose instantly, so quickly that he was almost jumping out of his stance. The Omnimon, however, had much more grace and righted himself more slowly.

"Omnimon was right, you were able to assist us in our time of need, a time where we would not have been successful if you had not been there, and for that, we thank you."

"I, uh," Ry cursed at himself inwardly for fumbling over his words so ungraciously in front of a God, "Not really sure what I helped out here."

"Regardless, Omnimon and I found it enough of a contribution that we wished to personally thank you."

"Without your help, I would have lost my life and those of your kind would have perished," Omnimon interjected, "So, thank you."

"I didn't do anything, really," Ry said, almost shyly, "I just... did what my instincts told me to do, I guess."

The God hummed, "It helped. We would like to extend an invitation to you because of it."

"Uh, invitation?"

"We have lost many of our good knights over the past years, some from the incident in your world, others from the war that occurred because of it after."

There was a war? Ry blinked, "I, um," he said, trying to think of the correct words, "I'm sorry that this world suffered a war because of us."

"Don't be, it wasn't because of humanity. It was because of our own foolishness," thought he didn't hear a sigh, Ry was almost certain that the God had sighed inwardly, "Aside from Omnimon, the Royal Knights has lost many of its members."

Wait, this wasn't going where he thought it was going, right?

"Over the four years, we did not just stop our activities, we also reached out and looked at potential members we would like to join us," Omnimon nodded, "We have seen you in crises, even as helpless as you are back then. We have known of your strength before the strain between the two worlds. We believe that you are strong enough."

He stared at the both of them, dumbfounded, "But I'm human..."

Omnimon shook his head, "Power can be found in anyone."

"As God of the Digital World, in my name as Yggdrasil," it paused, and Ry scrambled to get back on his knees and look down as the God spoke, "Will you, Ry Napraleon, join to serve and protect both the Digital World and the human world as one of the Royal Knights?"

Ry looked up, and smiled.