00 - Prologue

I have… worked hard.

*EXPLOSION!*

“KYAAAAAAAA!”

Explosion hit the building, and people started to scatter around, screaming in fear as the humongous shadow looms over them. They didn’t even have the time to warn the others, or to even pack their stuffs. They just ran for their lives. Those that did not manage to get out were burnt and crushed.

I have tried… very hard.

“GRAAAAAAAAH!!!!!!”

The gigantic dragon roared with pride as it spewed dark flames all over the small town. Its massive claw sliced through the earth and its colossal tail tampered with the clock tower. The tower fell down and crushed down more creatures and turning them into fine little Digital datas.

I did not mean to hurt them.

“AHHH! NOOOO! DON’T- GUAH-!”

The dragon laughed in pure, monstrous, joy as it found how easy it was to kill a Digimon with just a poke of its razor-sharp claw. Its tail whipped across the houses of the “pitiful creatures”, smiling in a twisted kind of happiness as it heard the devastated shrieks of the Digimons. Its maniacal laughter trembled through the town, as its oversized wings flapped and destroyed more structures with its air pressure.

But I can’t control myself…

“Strike team Alpha, suppress its movements!”

“Strike team Beta and Gamma, flank it from the sides!”

“Go go go!”

Many have tried to shoot it down, but none of the weaponry or natural strength of the “lowly creatures” managed to hurt its tough skins. Instead of fighting them seriously, the dragon just scoffed at the attacks and merely sends a fireball or two to deal with the shooters. It picked up one of the attacker with a twisted smirk. The Ogremon flinched in fear as it has no idea what will happen to him.

I… Can’t…!

“N-No…!”

Despite its struggle, he could not fight against the grip of the dragon – he just watched his legs being pulled apart from his body.

“AHHHHHHHHH!!!”

He screamed in pain as that happened and cried for help and mercy. But it’s not like the others did not want to help – they tried – but nothing really moved the dragon out from torturing the poor green skinned Digimon.

I… I do not want this!

“HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!” The dark dragon laughed wickedly as it picked off victims one after another – and did not stop even when they started to run away.

It feels more entertaining when they started running.

Stop… Stop this!

The dragon chase after the poor Kyubimon, watching her trying to best out its movements with tricks and illusions. Sadly, for the Kyubimon, the dark dragon doesn’t sense the tricks nor the illusions – her eyes are already blinded. It can only chase after the one with the smell…

The smell of fear.

“AHHH!”

Regardless of how the Kyubimon tried to escape from the dragon, she was caught. Instead of torturing the fox Digimon – this time – the dragon decided to do something else:

No! Don’t do it!

She bit the head off from the Kyubimon.

*GASP!*

Those that watched the Kyubimon’s misfortune were shocked – they could not handle the sick pleasure of the gigantic monster. They ran, and ran, and never looked back. The dragon laughed as she managed to inflict more fear into the poor creatures. The remains of the Kyubimon slowly dissolved into datas, and were thrown away by the dragon like a trash.

It has eyes on other victims.

No… No…! No! NO!!!

“Ha… hahaha… HAHAHAHAHA!!!”

= = =

“NO!!!”

The teen gasped as she woke up from her sleep. Cold sweats dripped off from her face and her body was shaking badly. How many times have she relived the horror of being that… that monster that caused so much pain and despair to people.

“Gu…!” Her insides twisted as she remembered the scenes of tortures and… feasts. She hurried to the bathroom and throw up nothing but waters. She washed and cleaned herself before she looked into the mirror. True, she looked better, but her eyes were still red from bloodshot and her features were pale and sick. Her long red hair was such a mess, and her lips were cracked.

This is no Seieiki Akira.

This is just some worn out bastard who couldn’t even control her own inner demon from attacking innocents and torturing them for the fun of it. This… This bastard…

“URRRRRAH!!!” She attempted to give a hard punch towards the mirror, but she couldn’t even feel her punch as she couldn’t even muster enough strength to throw one. She knocked the mirror with her fist again and again, but found herself helpless from even punishing herself. Tears started to fall from her eyes, and slowly, she slumped down from the sink. She grabbed hard on the sink bowl, but didn’t manage to carry herself up.

“…u…uwah…!”

She could only cry and remorse for the terror that she has done. She has no longer feel the energy to continue living. If she could only… end herself…

What… What have I… done…!?