Crazy Weekend [Ask]

..............more Digimon in school, and yet no one knew abotu them? Or is it some kind of a... secret club thing? That the moment you became part of the secret club it's actually far easier to understand who's who? Either way, Daichi decided to not think about this for the meantime and just focus on what's available in front of him.

"I don't think you should waste your energy," the striped Agumon commented. "Just attack what's obviously hostile or blocking your way... if it's needed, it's probably better to split them. Their movement only turns sharper when they detect obvious bond between human and Digimon. Not to mention... like I said before, this place is cursed. You might not be able to feel it other than it being quite eerie but..."

"...Ah!" Daichi seem to caught up. "...This realm actually saps our energy if we're not careful."

"Exactly. The higher level you are the harder. Thankfully, we have this place where there's no curse inside. Even so, the mental effect if we linger is still quite scary."

"Yeah," Daichi agreed. They might be safe here, but it's not exactly soundproof. Actually, it's obvious from the silence, the creaking and the weird sounds that the Frags are making ended up being very obvious. It's clear that they're waiting behind the door.

"................I'll lead the charge," the Agumon commented. "At that moment..."

"Have you ever jumped from the second floor, senpai?" Daichi asked. "Going through the corridor feels like it's going to be a waste of energy with how many Frag there are..."

"Eh? Daichi, you're going to go through the window?"

"That's the plan. Is there a barrier there, Agumon?"

"No, but..."

"We can't waste time. It'll be a bit risky, but I'm quite used to it, you see."

Immediately, Daichi opened the door. As expected, the Frags started to attempt to enter, but the Agumon X is ready...

"Brave Flame!" calling out his technique, the Agumon let out a bright ball of fire that explodes upon impact with the frags. Daichi watches as they scattered into data. Once he's sure that nearby Frag won't immediately come, he opened the window and as quickly jumped off. Using the momentum, he grabbed on a thick branch and landed quite easily.

"Safe!"

Agumon, being a Digimon, just simply dropped down without much care in the world. The Frags seem to have noticed their presence in the courtyard, but... This is not an issue.

"Say, Agumon, you don't have any stick or something similar, don't you? For self defense?"

"Well, only a Shinai--"

"That's good enough."

And now he have a means for self defense. He's NOT trained in any swordfighting though, so most likely his fighting would be as crude as it comes.

"Which Persona was that?" Agumon suddenly asked as if trying to remember. Daichi raises an eyebrow at that. Huh? Why would this Agumon knows about Persona? Well he doesn't know much about Persona either beside that it's a spinoff of Shin Megami Tensei that seemed to be more popular with foreigners. He didn't play both because neither seem to really interest him so to say. However, the fact that the Agumon knows, and he's not partnered makes him question it. Lux-sensei did say that Digital World blocks any sort of electrical devices. If you can't bring consoles there, how the heck did he know?

Anyway, during the way, Daichi pretty much ran at full speed, trying to locate the fastest route to the gymnasium. He noted however how some of the area are like game. For example, the grasses on a side of the road cannot be walked on, but the ones closer to the buildings that they can access can be walked on. He noted that the messages that appeared on the holographic screen around the building are now getting lesser and lesser in volume, which probably indicator of how many students are left in the other side. He fears that if they didn't destroy the source of the Frag soon, they will be locked in the school once they get out. That wouldn't be funny.

Coremon currently helping by shining light at the Frags while Daichi hits them with his borrowed Shinai. He noitced that it's now in bad shape from how many Frags he must beat up. As they approached closer and closer to the Gymnasium, it's seem that the Frags just increase in numbers. They also acted very aggressively, as if someone applying salt to their proverbial wound.

"Agumon, how's the thickness of the emotions in here?"

"Very bitter," Agumon answered "I mean, it feels like someone who could not control their feeling of envy."

"I guess we're closing in then!?"

"I only can assume," Agumon answered. "But something just... doesn't feel right..."

"Huh, there's a Persona 5?" Agumon asked, which led Daichi to believe that it's seem that Agumon's data is a bit outdated, but... even if it's outdated, how on earth does this Digimon knows what is Persona? Daichi doesn't really understand what's going on either way, all that he know what to do at the moment is to keep fighting at the Frags...

...Yes, the Frags, ones that now encircled them, right as they reached the ground in front of the Gymnasium.

"They kept spawning!" Daichi can't help but to point out.

"This is the land of the Frags," Agumon began to explain "...their data get damaged, destroyed, scattered... and the law of this world nevertheless recycled them, and forces them to rebuild. The closer we are to the source, the more potent this law is. But exactly because it's this potent that we knew the source's existence..."

"So what to do?" Daichi asked.

"...Overwhelming them might be the only way. But you shouldn't evolve above their master. Remember, your evolution is like light of bond. The greater the light, the greater shadow that you cast."

This is when one of the Frags strikes at Daichi. He parried the attack, but right as the attack clashed, his Shinai broke. "Oh shi-!" The sharp claw of the Frag was about to hit Daichi when his Digivice lit up. Geo's crystal out of sudden cracked and exploded, hitting the attacking Frag. A new Digimon appeared out of the crystal, looking like a nymph carrying a hot ball of flame.

"Geo... evolving?"

"He's currently at Baby II stage! It helps but not by much! Keep your guard up!" Agumon explained between slashing some Frags with his claw and blasting them with fire.  "Yuji and Kazuo, you can evolve now, but be careful! Just evolve to Adult for the meantime!"

Daichi can't help but to gawk at this... evolution thing. He did not expect the size difference to be THAT much! From the larva Coremon to the size of... this new Digimon, Ruumon apparently definitely makes sense, but for the small insect Kazuo that supposed to be an imago to EVEN BIGGER insect, heck, one that's on size of a building, that's just something that he never thought he would see!

--yet despite the mowing that Kazuo did before, Daichi and Geo did not move. No, more like Agumon stopped them. The reason? Well. It appeared with a loud BOOM as in landed...

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̶̧͎̬̦͙̳̠͉̟̣͙̺͕̂̓̎͑̂̔̍͒͘ͅͅę̷̙̣̞͎͈̖̥͓͚̞̖̣̿̀̃͑͐͒̎̎͑͗͝n̵̦̗̍̈̏̈́̔̄̉̇̂́̑̿̚v̶̨̗̮̪̩̻̩̝̣̱͋̊́͂̉̇͑̀͐͒̕í̶͖͝ò̶̡̗̥̣̔͛̽͗̚ų̷̢̳̘͓̟͙͔̜̦̗̰̒͂̈́̀̈̉̏͂̚̚͝͝ṣ̶͓̰̭͔̝̻̿̑̽͛͠.̵̥̯̲͚͍̣͙̹̙̯̞̐̒̃̍̔̓͆͋̈.̷̧̢͈̝͔͕̜̟̟̜̺̫̎̅̽̋̉̓.̸̘̗̼͈̯͕͗̊͐̿͋͑̔͘ͅ ̷̧̲̘͎͖̱͖̑̄̓͑̽̿̈̄̿̐͒͠w̶̯̠̗̮̜̥̆̃̑͆̊͘ȟ̵̡̢̻͚̠̻͇̻̤̥̥̤̔͛͋̿̀͠ĩ̴̡͈̭͓̟̬͎̥͙̯̺̬̫̰̥̈́̾̊͛̊͌̑͛́͘͠ļ̸͕̺̺̖̫̳̫͕̙͓̖̬̥̠̊̍̓̅̾̾̂̈͘͝ē̸͕͗͊͒͒͂̏̀͐̎̽͋́͠ ̶̞́̓͋̍̈́̍̔͌ẘ̵̧͙̟̰͙͉̜̭̟̆͐̑͂̀͛̐͂͒̀̑̾̕͝e̶̢̯͚̫͖̫͎̘̹̰̜̟̹̙̽͒̈́̊̂͐̓̏̍̑̈́͋̕͘͝ͅ ̴̨͓̜͗̐͒̿̈͗̌̊́̈̍̈̏a̴͈̠͙͆͛̈́̈̎̓̆̕ͅr̸͓̭̫̾̔̓͆͝͠ẽ̴̦͔̳͎̟̱͎̣̙͍̺́͆͑ ̵͚̦̗̃́̃̐̓̀͗͑̆̓̋̾͘͜͝ẗ̴̡̥͉̼͔̦̜͚̖̦̫͎́̎̿͜ơ̵̢̼̯̈́̉͆̋̋̓s̶̡̜̱̫͕̦̙͎͉̞͙̋̇͒̄ş̷̬̮͉̹͎̯͔̅̂̑̕͜e̴̹̦̩͑̋̐̑̀̈́͐͊́͌̈ḋ̴̪̣͔̣̦̭̲̠͉̹̰ ̷̛̛̱̤̣̭̽̊́̌̃̾̓͐͑̅̄͘͝a̴̦͊̋̆̊̈́w̷̜̼̥̳̆̐̀̂̈́̓̂͝a̵̡͚͖̳̻͉̾̅́̿͂͝ỵ̷̙͍̺̓̒̂̋͗͊̋͝,̵̨̮̝̣̺̖̟͍̳̼̺̭̟́̒͋̃͝ ̶̦͚̞̓̿̐̕ḑ̶̘̯̃̓̑̈́͐͊̔̀͜r̶̢̧̢͔̗͕̫̘͎̻̫͈̻̀́̓́ė̴͖̠͎͋̊̀ą̸̢͚͈̹̫̘̥̱̮͙̞̥̈́͆d̶̢̛̫̭̹̳̫̻͈̫̙̖̳̀̆̑̎͑̂͘͝ī̷̼̥̰̝̗̜̪̮̿͒̈͆͊̔̂̂̈́n̶̝͓̖̹̞̩̗̈̉͐̆̉́͘͠g̵͈͐̓́̓̄̕͝ ̴̠̝̗̜̘̗̪͍͖͕̳̖͈̩͇͂͋͂̐̀́t̷̢͖̻͈̗̗̳͚̤̤̣͚̰̙̍̃́̉̿̃̾̄̇̽͑̊̀̚̚h̴̲̥̣͓̫̤̫̗̆̇͂̂̏͜͝e̵̲̩͙͐̄͗͛̓͒̈́͆́͊̔͆͘͘ ̶̧̻͔̪̮̮̬̀͗̏̍̔͊̈̚͘͝m̸̢̮̩̖̱̞̟̮͔̜̬͐ͅŏ̶̩̪̠̙̙͖̘̏̔̋͛̾m̸̧̀̀̿̃̔̈́̊͛͊̋̿̕͜͠ȩ̶̐͛̔n̵͖͖̟̬̲̙̙͔̭͒͛͐̀͋̐̅͒̏̅͜͝t̵̺̘̅́ ̷̮̭͎͙̦̞̬̣̥͔͕̰́ͅǒ̵̢̝̥͍̣̣͚̈́͛̓̔̂́̆̃̿̈́̍̚͝͝f̴̧̢̡͚̝͙͍̹̰̝͗̎͌͋̅̈́͘͜ ̷̡̨̺͙̦̖͕̖̹͓͒̒͆̑̄̉͑̇̄̑͆͐̚͘ǫ̷̨̜͈̰̳̙̳͎̙̫̯̌̌͗̆̂ư̸͖̙̣̥͍̹͕̿͆͑͒̔̽̉̾̆r̶̛̘̠͇̞̩̩̱̮̳̭̦̯̦̺̚͠ ̵̨͇͓͍̞̰̪̜̗͔̻̩̀̈́̋d̷̼̤̟̜̹̖̮͓̻̟̠̐́̈́̔̂̋̋̒̽͋͋̈̾̾͜ę̶̘̦̣̪͍̘̖͙̱̭̮̳̟̇͆͒̽̔̃͗̽͛̉͛͘̕ą̶̲̰̬̻̮̼̯̇̀́̓͌̾͆t̶̛̜̝͍͙̓̅ͅh̶̨̨͙̣͔̘͕̣̼͕̙̼̰̫͊́̀̂́͝ͅ,̶̘̼̲̥̤͓̟͚̪̇̎͗̇ ̶̱̼̦͇̟̥͊̓̿͑͊͑̊́́͘̚ŷ̴̨͎̝̝̓̍̍͗̔͐͠ơ̶̡̹͙̰̤͋̒̇́̐̃͊ṳ̶̢̨̰̗̳̦̪̦̰̼́̏̎̕͜͜ ̸̧̡̦͙̙͙̠̖̪̩̻̠̬̔̈́͆̊̈́ͅḽ̶̛̞̭͔̘͕͇̈̈́̋͒̆̂́̃̉́̍̿̀ö̶̡̭̮̫̦͖̝̪͚̮̱̱̖́ͅt̶̖̠͆̔,̸̠̬̜̟͖̺̱͎̗̬̙̋́̔̊͛ ̴̻̠̟͇̦̿̊̇̒́̈s̶̢̞̫͔̰̤̮̤̮̲̀̈́͐̈́̕u̸̟̠̯͖̯̗̦̅͝ś̸̛̟̰̤̟͍̮͚̘͉͇͔̈̊́͝ț̵͐̇́̅͗̒̊̚͠a̵̛͎̹̖͉̮̣͉͎̼͈͙͙̲̱͒͋͐̿́̀̉̈́́̉̀̍ͅi̶̡̞̼̙̹͉̖͎̼͉̳͔͈͑̓̋̀̈̾̊͠ͅň̸̟͕̺̖̼̺͔̆̇̎͝e̵̠͔̥͑́̄͐͗̌̓̒d̸̤͙̟̥̳͌͐̄͗̓͌̚͜ ̸̡̨̪̜͎̠͉̩̼̣̾͐̿͆͛̉̆̀͒͂̍͘b̵̛̦̦̞̠̺̫͔̰̯̽́͂͆̑̇̃̀̓̀͜ÿ̷͚̪̻̳̹̟̟̘̱͚̹̺̮́́̓͆̚ ̵̡̙̗̪̝̑́̈́ţ̸̛̜͕̓̓͌̊͌̀͒̂̑̾̆͆̓h̶̢̹̼̭͖͓͕̟̹̽̑̄ę̸̨̥̮̃́̄̑̽́̆̚ ̶͉̯̱͉̠͈͕̼̻̑̉̀̽͊͂v̸̛̫̞̪̯̰̂̈́̿̽̏̿̍̂̈͝ę̵̞̮̯̦͔̭͎͈̦̽̃̒́͜͝͝͝ͅȑ̸̳y̴̡̛̪̝͇̳͓͓͆͒̏̆̄̾̀̏́̍͆̕̕͘ͅ ̷̛͕̝̠̹̲̒̓͐̂̅̐̈̋̀̋̂͜l̶͇͍͔̞̝̗̘̞͇͍̎̅͆̓̃́̐͒̏͝a̷̖̜̭̩̝̹̤͈͗̓̒̃͒̋̈́̓̈̇͒̈́͛w̸̨̛͇̩̪̰̣̗͒͊̄͐̍̆̑̌̃̿̆̕͘̕ ̷̧̭͚̜͎͖͉̱̍͜ŏ̵̙̱̯͖͎͙͕͔̒͌̀f̸̰̪̈̉̀́͑̋̀̆́̒̓̑͝ ̴̨̧̨̢̟̲̜̭͉̯̹̍̆̀̀t̷̨̪̠͙̻̪̙̹̻̲̟̣̳̋̈́̏̍̀̽͒͛͊͜h̶̢̙̪̹̳̠͇̟̭̲̥̳̼́̽̒ͅę̵͔̩͔̲̤̯͎̹̗̽̊͛͜ ̸̧̺͇̬̘͎͇̮̮̇͒ͅẃ̷̖̟̰̲͉͖̠̓̃̈́̈o̴̢͉̜̭͔̲̫̙̟̔̉̅̏̈́̿̍̔͛r̷̺̮̪͇̬͇͔̻͉̾̀͜l̵̛̯̺̙̯̆̉̅͌d̶͍̥̱̝̣̏̐͐͛͗̌͂̌̕̚͝ͅ ̴̨̦̩̲̟͎̠͍̬̋̋̑̓̾͒͒̿̏̃̀͆̔̕i̴̹̾͛̉̆͗̎͛̂̐̓̅͘t̸̮̼̲̪̭̞̪̠͔̩̞̂͑̂̄́͌͑̀̒́̀͘ŝ̵̲̣̝̟͙̼͈̫̹̉͠ͅé̷̡̻̯̯͉̝̈́̾̈́̓́͝ͅl̸̨̢̲̫̠͓͙̟̗̳͚̝͚͍̔̈́̒͛͊̉̏̾̔̃͜f̴̡̛̜̬̫̩͓̣̞͕̬̃̾̆̅̑͌̐̎̈͝,̶̢̡̖͇̦̲̹̣̦͇̈͗̀̾̌ ̸̦̝̰͇̠͖͖̭̈́̓̀͋̔̈̐̋̐̂͛̐̉è̷̦͖̮͘͝ẍ̴̛̖̰̬̳͙̤̄̍̀͂͋̃̊i̷̧̭̺̠̘̱̤̩̱͂̊͊͘͠ŝ̷̡͍̀͐̽̾̿͝t̴̨͎̠̩̮͙̠̰̟̼͖̥͇̽̊͑̈͌͛́̿̓̓̍ ̵̬̿̓̒̓̓͑͛̾́̓͘͝͝͝͝w̶̯̳̝̣͎̲͇̼̗͍̭͈̾̉̃͐̈́͊͋͋̄̕ì̴͇͓̗̺͓̺͙͌ţ̷̤̦̾̿̉̉͑̄͒͂̊̃͐̅̚͠͠ḩ̴̢̧̠̙͚̪̱͕̦̙̫̔̈̃͘ȯ̸̧̥̖̎̈̆̎̆͛ų̷̢̛̦̫̩̥͙̗̣̟͗̇̾͂̍̆͋̄̊͑̚̕͜t̶̨͓͖̉̓́̉͛̂͒̂̈́̔̄ ̴̡̛̰̰̫̰͔̬̬̦͖̤̊̅̿̽̿̄̄̀͘c̷̨̡̛͙̜̾̔̈́̊̆̔͗̈́̎̆͂͜ͅͅä̷̧̧͉̩̱͍̥̠͙́́͛̓͋̓̇̓̐r̸̹͙͚͎̘̲̲̻̫̕ę̸͔͉͆͑̽͂̋͜͜͝ ̶̧̧̭̭̪̦͈̘̯̈́̂͒͛̕i̸̺̿̓̀̉̉̍͌̇̌̍͗n̶̢̻͍̑̾̑ ̷̧̧̻̣̤̩̖̈́t̶̡̨̧̛͙̻͔̦̰̣͈̹̙̪̄͛̒͌͂̀̾͘͝ͅh̶͇̠̐͌̌̇͋̉̏̂̀͐͌́͘͠e̶̢̨͙͚̹͇̫̤͆͂́̊̿͝ ̴̨̺̳͖͕̪͌̅w̴̡̢̘͈̱̮̘͙͔͕̘͕̭̓ò̴̧̧̨̠͎̬̹̆̎̆̂̿͝ȑ̷̢̝̲̰̮̼͍͍͔̖͕̖̤͋ͅl̵̠̥͈̒̀̒͂̉̊̒͂̆̽͛̾̎̕̚d̷̨̹̖̓́͌̅̈́͛ ̷̧̻̲̖̻̣̻̙͚̟̤̣̙̘̦̐̉́̊̔͂͊̊͒̌̏̂̆̍̀o̸̼̹̗͚̒̾̈̽͗̇ͅf̴̡̝̠̟͙̙̥̙̭͖̔̀̓̄̀̐̀̅̉̕ ̷̢̤̭̗̮̭̮͇̊̽̆̄̄̀̄͌͐͒́̚̕͝͠ơ̵͕͈͕̝̰͇̟̥̬̬̻̱̩̝̯͋̕l̵͙͙̯̠̊̇̈̊̀̎͌͗̕ď̴̳͕̫̹̹̪͍͉͎̝̯̗̀͌̊͝ ̸͖̘̤̫̖̔͠à̷̡̺͓͈͓̮͕͉̳̻͎̝̉̓̈́́͆g̴̠͙̱̥̅̈̌̅́̃̈́̊ȩ̴̥̙̮̫̪͓͚̍̓̈́̌̉̈̉͛͑̐͘̚͘͜͜͠͠ ̸̢͎͗͌̀̾͊̈́͘̚ò̶̢͇͍̝͝ṛ̵̢͕͕̖̥̝̆̋̈́̆̽͐́̓̿͝ ̸̡͖͍̞͖̦͈͔̣̘̱̹̎̂̏̔̐̅͗̀̋̾̈́͐̚͝͠d̴̢̧̲̬͚͓̙̦̲̩̫̆̈́̔̍̉̽̇̒͒̚e̴̜̟̳̣͑͌̒̈̏̂͗́͂́̒̒à̵͚̗͔̖̬̼̪͕̼̰͜t̵̢̨͕͖̞̮͎̗͓̟̥̱́̃̂̆͋́̑̉́̋̈͛̀̀ͅh̷̢͔̫̹̦̊̃̇͂̽̏̊͑̆͋͜͝.̶̠̙̟̩͖̞̄̂.̴̛̼̱͇̲̗̺̙͛͋̿̾̒̈́͗̌́͆̓̕͝ͅͅͅ.̶̧̯̝̖̙͈̪̪̦̱̬̯̓̄̚͝ ̷̨͇̞̫̈̓̿̄̄y̷̧̛̱̘̰̦̰̫̖̎͌̀͊́̅͂͛̀̌̓̈́̏͝ǫ̷̨̛͙̤̼̭̖͔̺͕͓͇́̋͗̋̋́͛͋͜͠ͅͅu̵̙̬̪͇̲̤̙̓͌̋͗̎̇̄͝͠ ̷̢̙̲̙͎̯̙͖̪̜̖̗͐̏̎̏̽͂̑͐̉̊̀̀͘͜͠͝w̸̞̲͇̤̗̝̦̣͌̅̈́̃̓͑̾̋̍̀͜͠ͅͅì̵̡̨̜̯̩̼̤̦̺̬̬̼͖̾̃̓͐͆̈̚͘͝ͅl̸̡̻͎̱̠̳̟͈̯̣͎̞̪̂̋͋̄͛͗̂̊̂̃̈͂͌̚̚l̴̬͙͍̲̭̪̙̥͔̀͌͋̽̚͜ ̴͍̖̘̠̬͇̼̮͎͍̗̭̀͂͌͋͂̾̓͊̾̐̒̇̚b̶̧̪̣͎̬̫̀̔͑͌̋̀͜e̶̢͕͔̰̅̉̏̍̈́́́̾̄̐̀͂̅̚ ̶̧̨̡͖͖̱̠̞̮̄̚͜ͅẽ̶̡̩͓͖͙̙̥̞̗͉͖̈̐͂̈̄͛t̴̡̨̧͉̦̳͍̳̺̖̻̟̩̮̄̓̄ė̸̡̨̼̹͔̫̰̦̈́̈́̀͑̃̀̈̎̕r̸̝͓̟̝̬͎̘͙͛̅̋͊̅̅̄͋̽̈́̕n̵̲͕̣̘̑̽̉̿̌̿̽̆̃͘͝͝a̷̛̩̼̳͉͔̳̺̮͓̤̥̦͕̍̾̐̀͠l̸̨̮̳̖̺̭̘̞̫̯̂,̵̨̛̳͓̘̗̤̥̦͍̮̼͕͕̤̆͌͆͌͂̌͗̍̊́̏̋͝͠ ̵͙̗̥̅͂̒̋̾̓͊͒̂͜͠͝ͅj̵̯͓̈́̄̓́̓͊̉̊̀ǔ̴̢̮̯̼̳̰̮͖̼̖̻͈̙́̋́͌́ͅs̶̢̛̫̲͕̭̯͇̮̤͋̀̊͂̿̒̾̍̉̀͝ţ̷̨̙̹̥̬̻̤̍̾͊̒͑̇́̽̈́̈́̃̉͛̚͝ ̴̘͚̥͎̥̬̥̘̻̼͎͊̊̓͐̉̿ͅl̶̛̟̝͎̭͕̲̬͒̊͒͊̒͌̐͘͠i̸̯̜̼̥͔̼͚̒̌̕ͅͅk̸̡̯̔̇̾̌͑͌͗̔̀́̐̄̈́͠͝ȩ̸̳̟̠͓͈̩̣̣̰͍̓̀̃ ̶̙̱̳̗̺͔̺̣̬̿̆͌̇͘͘͜͜y̸͙̱̦̣̰̦͍̱͕̠̰̥͒̉̍͂͂̈͘͠͝͝ó̶̹͚͆̂̈́̿̏͑̌͌͌̓̒̔͛̇ú̸̧͉̳̪̟̹̙͉̱̱͚͓͎̺̓̃̽̉̋͛͂͘ř̴̲͔͇̣͖̞̓̅̈́̿̒͑̃ ̷̛̟͌̇̎͋̕b̴̝͋̾̌̇o̶̝̽̇̉͌̇̈́̓́͗̆̎̓̆̕͘ņ̵̝̄͒͊̓̓̅̓̃̄̚̚̚ͅd̶̢̮̟̳̥̪̥̫̣̭͍̯̥͑͋̽̌̈́ͅͅ.̶̨̧̛͕̰̱̙̼͚̺͍͙͍͌̀̽̓̎̇̂̃̎̔̆̌ͅ.̶̡̘̯̟̼̆͆̕͜.̷̛̛̩̤̬̑̓̂̋̎̈́̀̑̿͝͝ ̸̧͍̤͚͍̠̜̥̳̗̘͍̝̓̔̔͐͐̓̈́͌̾͝Ḩ̵̪̠̬̠͖̩̯̂̾̅̂̀͝ǻ̷̰͖͙͚̻̝̤̳̲̄͒̊̂́̓͠͝͠ẗ̴͎̻̤̎͊̑̈́̊e̷̡̨͎̥̬͍̗̤͔̤͉͉͕͎̫͠f̵̢̡̖̫̺͕̖͎̟̱̙̤̩̯̔͐̑ͅu̷̫͈̎̏̈́̑̓͂̍́͊͘͝͠ļ̶̫͚̗̟͙͔͓̹̻̈̓́̋̓̈́̆̄̈̐̋͜,̸̡̦̦̠̑̎̋͌̉̈͂̿̅ ̵͚̱̯̘̰̣̼̫́̾̃́͗̓̿̓̊̕͘͝ͅş̵̲̪̗̙͙̭̱̖͇͎͛͑̀͐̃͐̾́̕͘͜͝͠o̴̢̧͖͎̩̗͕̤͍͑̍̍̓̋́̋͑͆̀̓̀͐ ̶̢̨̭̪̻͉̻̠̱̳̲̪͊͘ͅh̶̢̙͙̙̣̜̝̮̤̝̺̭͉̀̃͛́̎͜a̶̱͚͠t̶̹͓̘͚̳̮̪͙̺͉̗͉̊̐̔͋̀̃̀̓̑͜͠e̸̢̢̢̝̻̳̟͓͔͕͚̤̩̽̎̿̉̌̈́͒͆͂͠f̷̣̯̼̤̮̤̙̦̮̖̈́̇̽̊͊̽͛͌̐͒͘u̵̧̧̬͙̲̺̺͉̯͙̹̺̙̩̒̃͛̀̈̐̊̔̕͝ͅl̸̪̐͆̊̎̆͆̓̔̓̈́͂̓̅͝.̶̢͕͍̦̞̘̞̩͉̞̂̓̾̾̐̿͌͑̚.̸̧̛̱̲͈̯̺͇̻͇̬̘̪͔̒͐̎̈̇̑̅͜.̶̬̹̣̼̺̦̲̥̀̕͜ͅ ̷̨̧̛̖̖̜̥̗͖̞̭̞͕̀̃̌̈́͑̍̈̀̋̈́̆̕͝W̴̡̞͕͖͚̰̟̠͙̗͕̰̽͆̈Ẽ̸̡͚̩̀̈́̊̐̎ͅ ̷̨̛̠̪̳̹̖͔̠̖̹̝̇̾̑̎͐̈̽͛͘ͅĄ̴̘̘̼̤̗̗̯̹́̈́͌͊̒̾̽́͝R̵̨͍̳̪̘̱̳̮̔͌̄ͅE̶̯̼̪̮͇̬͔͕̮̥̝̎͌͑̌̒̓̈́̀̉͑̇̒̿̕ ̴̡̭͎͑̎͐̀͋̐̐̆̒̈́͋̌̈́͠͝E̵̘̭̫̺͖̘̜̝̞̗̅N̴̖̟̮͇̖͚̤͓̮͈̱̞̳͑͆̓̆̆̏̀̈́́̾̈́̊̀͜͠͠ͅV̸̡͎̓̓̄͑̃̇̚͠I̴̧̘̙̣̭̤͊̔͑͋͑͆̃͊͆̆͐͝O̶̰̩̥͆͐̈̎̔Ư̵̡̧̩͖̫̖͙̠̞S̸̭͍̠͙̖͈̺̖͍̤̰̭̽̇͋͊͆̐̿̉͒̐̚̚͜͝Ś̶̭̼̘̖̒͛͜S̶̛͎̖̬̺̱̖̯̰̲̠͒̍S̶̜͚̳̗̼̤͖͖̣̩͕̔͜S̷̢̅̿̌͆͝Š̴̨̧̟̯͕̹͈̦̗͇͙͂͋̽̇̂͜͠S̵̜̾̀̉̄͊̇̍͗̓͛̏̆̕S̴̛̳̦̫̆̍S̴̢̖͍̺̼̭̏͂̃̆̈́͠͝S̵̨̛͎͎̮̯̻̮̥͖͎̤̥̀̒̈́̀̔̽̆͂̊̇͑̈́̈́̈́͜͜S̷̡̘̼̱̬̭̖̹̫̘͓̬͔͂͊̇̀̀͑ͅS̷͔̱̀̏̐̇͆̏̒̊͗̚͜͠S̷̡͎̳̦̼̖̞̤̣̲̓̈̆̿̐͐̃Ṡ̸̜͚͕̱͜Ş̵̼̹̤̣̈́̏̈́̈͛͊̓̃̏̔̕͠S̸̢̡̛̳̰̖̳̙̼̯̩̟̣̣͙͊͒͊́͊͆̈́̑"


Daichi felt a chill ran down his spine as that happened. What he saw next made him flinch hard. It looked like a bloated sack of.. something. The skin looked like latex, with veins running on it, Its face, it looked as if it's biting its lower lip. Its expression like someone who was angry, except with tears streaking down its 'eyes', which are inward diagonal crescent. This Frag looked like Oogie Boogie with cancerous lower body if Daichi could even say that. No feet could be seen, while its hands, which looked like a naked, laser red version of Devimon's hands perpetually clawing its face. Three "tails", each ended with stingers, came out from the hole on its back. Said hole is gushing out black sludge... The same sort of material that made the lesser frags.

"..........................................................urk." Daichi obviously had the thought to puke, but this is not the time.

"...That's... [The Idle Envy]."

"What do you mean?"

"Frags are concentration of negative emotions and vices. Their expression takes appearance of their vice... and well... as you can see... This one is Envy. It's envious, but it lets its envy do the talking without actually doing anything to improve itself, the Idle Envy will blame anyone but themselves for the situation they're in. They didn't even take the first step... This is the result. Frags like this will then attach themselves to certain suitable Digimons and amplifies their negativity. Their favorite type of Digimons are the kind that will let their vice run amok."

"S-should we attack now?" Daichi asked.

"...Wait for the first attack, then we attack... let Yuji and Kazuo decide when we should fall in. This Frag is probably... twice stronger than Kazuo though."

"...if it's twice stronger than Kazuo... how the earth am I supposed to attack it?" Daichi asked the Agumon, who smiled bitterly.

"You... probably shouldn't and best not," he answered. However, before he could say anymore, suddenly the Idle Sloth turned its body around... now to face Kazuo and Yuji. Oh God, Daichi could see the gaping hole on the back in where the black sludge pours out, along with the three skeletal-like tail with stingers... It was so disgusting that he was goddamn close to vomitting. Thank goodness he managed to held it in.

But... it might not be a good thing after all...

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Dear lord, the creature is now attacking Kazuo! However, true to its name, the "Idle Sloth", the attack that came at Kazuo was quite slow, slow enough for him to dodge with effort. Should he does however, he would see what sort of power that it would have. The paved road that it attacked practically EXPLODED even though it was a normal attack without any sort of lacing techniques on it. When he saw it, Agumon quickly pulled Daichi away from the radius.

"W-WHOA! Agumon, what's wrong!?"

"...Do you know what happened when an envious person like that is denied of their desire?" Agumon asked.

"Don't tell me..."

"Temper tantrum."

It flailed wildly, trying to attack all sort of manner, all while crying tears of blood, screaming and wailing. It was ugly, it was like seeing someone who's completely out of control. Frags are... terrifying.

"Eeeeeey! Don't taunt it too much!" Agumon warned. "If the idle one moves, then you'll be in danger!"

Though... let's just say hitting it with blade RIGHT THERE might not be the best. Sure it caused the frag to SCREAM very loudly in pain, but the liquid that sprouted out from THERE also splatters on Kazuo and Yuji. The disgusting material that did not splattered on the ground and immediately turned into new, smaller Frags.

"WHATEVER YOU DO, DON'T SWALLOW THOSE!" Agumon shouted. "THAT THING IS EVEN MORE POISONOUS THAN ARSENIC!"

"WELL THAT'S GOOD AND ALL, BUT WE'RE GETTING MORE AND MORE TRAPPED!" It's definitely hard to defend himself barehanded. He knew how to kick and punch, but these frags have more reach than him... Geo tried his best, but as a baby, he only could toss the hot ball on his arms to deter those Frags. One, however, slipped past his guarda nd hits Daichi, tearing his clothes on the side and draw some blood.

"AGH!"

"Daichi!"

Daichi keeled over, holding his side. The frag, seeing this, immediately attempted to attack, but... Daichi's Digivice immediately reacted, evolving Geo. The Ruumon body rapidly expands, showing more and more features of a child level Digimon, a quadruped one at it. Geo roared; slashing midair at any Frags that tried to reach Daichi. He bites, slaps with his tail and even claws at any incoming enemy.

"Daichi! Are you OK!?"

"Geo! You now can talk?"

"Hold on a sec, let me patch that up-- oh wait, you gotta call the technique! ....Now!"

[Gaia Vitae]

Out of sudden, words starting to flow to his mind. The suddenness of it makes him froze, but... is this perhaps what Yuji and Kazuo doing?

"Gaia Vitae!"
"Yosh, leave it to me!"

Geo breathed out a healing mist at Daichi's sides that rapidly clots the flowing blood and closes the wound. "...There you go, good as new!"

"Except the clothes, but I don't think you can cover that, right?"

"Sadly nope! But now I can defend you, Daichi!"

"...Stripes, you... should fight with Kazuo. I think me and Geo will be fine."

"...You sure?"

"Positive. We need to get out here, and I don't think Geo have more power to help Kazuo."

"That's true... Well then... Agumon, Shinka!!"

The Agumon X calls forth light of evolution. His form grows rapidly into those of a Greymon X. However... there's a slight difference... why is his horns rainbow colored? Whatever it is, however, the Greymon X immediately called out his attack. "VALOR BLAST!"

A laser shot from his mouth, heading toward the Frag. It exploded upon impact, knocking the Frag to the ground. What's strange however, the Frag looked confused, as if it's trying to fathom what just happened, and how it got knocked. The Idle Envy flailed, trying to hit anything, trying to pinpoint the location of where the attack came from.

"There's a thing called accident!" Agumon justified.

Between this and the pseudoscience... or is it really a pseudoscience when it's kind of true? He did feel his energy sapped rapidly here and he knew how someone's toxicity could grew to the point where they lose their life from it. So he guess it's not as much pseudoscience as it is psychology.

The fact that the Frag doesn't know about the existence of the Greymon X does not escape the dinosaur's attention. He purposely stomped on smaller Frags to make sure Daichi and Geo is not overwhelmed. Daichi himself seem to already secured some sort of makeshift weapon from a tree branch (that Geo sharped with his claws). They're back to defending themselves from the smaller ones. As for Kazuo's attack, the huge Frag screamed more, and tried to flail. Its speed is definitely slower than ever... It doesn't even have any power, perhaps due to the momentum being much much much slower.

Greymon immediately followed the attack with something drastic. "COURAGE BOMBER!" But instead of tossing bomb... Greymon ACTUALLY sprinted, jumped... AND DROPPED ALL OF HIS WEIGHT ON THE FRAG, knee and elbow first. A loud BOOM resounded as the asphalt cracked and even slightly caved in.

The Frag made a disgusting squelching sound as Greymon practically squeezed the content out of it. The sound was enough to make Daichi and Geo cringes hard. But not done right there, his horns glows brighter as he released a purfying light, forcing the liquid that seeps out of the frag evaporates into nothing. He dashed away from the scene and checked the creature.

"...Che, still not quite enough huh..."

The frag is smaller than before, but still alive and seem to be building up more of those ugly black liquid "Can't be helped... I need you all to give me some time, or do the rest yourself!" he called out. "It need something REALLY STRONG to destroy it, but don't evolve further!"