Digimon Transverse
Digital, Detect, Discover - you remember those functions of a D-3 as you recollect your memories of Digimon Adventure 02. One of those in your possession could be handy, though you don't know how it would affect DORUmon. As you think about this, a red beam of light is shot from the red, triangular piece of gem on DORUmon's forehead. The light stream is fired to you waist. Your eyes follow in the direction the light is flowing to, and soon you see a shape materializing into place, glowing with white light as it increases in size to that of your palm.
Soon, the light fades away and leaves an object behind, attach to the leather belt round your pants. It's just as you remembered - a D-3! You grab it and wrap your hands around it happily like a little child who have just found the toybox. DORUmon looks at your smile and smile along, too, though it is still confuse about what has happened.
You flash your newly acquired D-3 at DORUmon, smiling at it with glee as you think about how fortunate you are right now. You are in one of your favorite TV shows with a real Digimon partner by your side and a real Digivice for your possession, not some cheap, old toy that has a pixelated screen. It smiles back at you, caressing your thigh once more in friendly gesture.
Soon, idleness gets to you and you then know that you will have to move off to somewhere. To your left is the long-stretching meadow. To your right, the vast, ominous forest.
Soon, the light fades away and leaves an object behind, attach to the leather belt round your pants. It's just as you remembered - a D-3! You grab it and wrap your hands around it happily like a little child who have just found the toybox. DORUmon looks at your smile and smile along, too, though it is still confuse about what has happened.
You flash your newly acquired D-3 at DORUmon, smiling at it with glee as you think about how fortunate you are right now. You are in one of your favorite TV shows with a real Digimon partner by your side and a real Digivice for your possession, not some cheap, old toy that has a pixelated screen. It smiles back at you, caressing your thigh once more in friendly gesture.
Soon, idleness gets to you and you then know that you will have to move off to somewhere. To your left is the long-stretching meadow. To your right, the vast, ominous forest.