Tamer of Wicked Dragons [Digimon SI]

bronxterror · 2025-03-24T06:41:58+00:00

“-Damnit!” I hiss as I stumble, nearly rolling my ankle as what I thought was soft earth revealed itself to be a ledge. I only barely manage to catch myself, but still fall into the undergrowth. A thick layer of leaves and muck and lord knows what else covered the forest floor, still slightly damp. Above me, the strange blue-black trees shake and rustle. An odd, white-blue light shines through the treeline, almost coming from the leaves and the fog. If I hadn’t acclimated already, my head would be pounding. Aghgh, it hurts. My whole body feels shaken and sore… “Pull yourself together…” I mutter, stumbling to standing. “I need…I need to get somewhere…” The aftershock makes my bones creak and protest with each step. I should lean against something and rest, but I can’t afford to. Knowing my luck, and with a good idea of where I am… No matter how comfy one of those overgrown, tree-logged and abandoned buses may look, I know that’s just asking for trouble. Being stuck in one position, where whatever lingers knows the perfect ‘safe spaces’ to scout? No thank you. Grabbing onto a misaligned solar panel, I take a few moments to catch my breath. Just… “Just a moment…” I say with an exhale. “There has to be…be a city somewhere…!” If only this stupid Digivice would turn on! Oh, I certainly recognized the shape well enough. A ‘burst’ style Digivice, with one side being a burnt orange and the other being a sharp black. The fact I landed in a forest that was bogged down with buses, vending machines, and solar panels like it came out of a post-apocalypse ruin gave me another hint. And of course, the goggles on my head. “Normally…” I say, as I start walking again, “You get your partner almost immediately upon arrival. This…is…bullshit!” Before I can get much further or whine much longer, though, I’m interrupted by the deafening sound of wings. Massive wings, a buzzing hurricane that almost brings me to my knees. And the screaming, the screaming -! “VEEEE-RUUUUUUU-SUUUUUUUU!!!!” Worst time to be noise sensitive, as the screaming brings me back to my knees in the undergrowth. Hammering, hammering into my skull! …Perhaps it’s lucky, though. The massive red bug - Kuwagamon - passes overhead. Searching for something. “VEEEEEERUS!!!! PARTONEERRRR!!!!” Nope. Not going to think about that. After who knows however long, the pounding stops. I center myself with my breathing, in and out. Focus on the inhalation. In, expand the stomach. Out, let the chest fall. In, and out. The words of my middle school play director are, as usual, a centering mantra. I need to get headphones asap, if not even the woods can be silent. The rustling background noises have been enough to smother my tinnitus, at least. “Ah, what a horrible host that creature is…” Someone, a masculine voice, says nearby. It sounds like they’re walking from the way I was running - was there a settlement that way? I can’t see. My eyes are still locked shut. Try harder, try harder. Breathe better, recover faster already! “Are you alright? I heard the screaming of Kuwagamon, and thought it best to see what had driven it into a tizzy. I did not expect to find an unpartnered human out and about.” “Yeah…Just my luck. No partner to pick me up when I landed, huh?” I grit out, trying to stumble up to standing. That strange blue-white light of the forest burns my eyes now that I’m off-step, no longer acclimated. “It’s nothing like the show…” A curious hum comes from the other person, as they reach out and support me. They must be tall, with the angle at which their arm grabs me. “Nothing like the ‘show’? Not a term I am familiar with - but yes, there are quite a few stories of humans falling here. This place just seems to catch them, like fish in a net.” With their help, I managed to stand up. Rubbing at my eyes, I can just barely start to see again. It’s still a haloed mess, blue and white making the man’s black clothing seem to take up his entire being. “Yeah…It sucks. What was up with that Kuwagamon, anyway? I can’t imagine just one human would normally send it into…whatever that was.” “Not normally, no,” The man says. “But you seem to be a very special human. Something about you has…a smell. An irresistible smell. So, so dark and lovely. An alluring haze…” My vision clears, just in time to see Devimon staring into my eyes with a solid red gaze. “Won’t you be mine?” With one hand still in his (massive demonic clawed nightmare), I sweep out one of his stupid too long legs. He stumbles - and lets go of my hand. It didn’t hurt, I could never manage to hurt an Adult level digimon, but I startled him enough to get him off of his feet. Rather than waiting for him to react, I start running. Not along the vague trail I had been following earlier, but elsewhere. Into the thick of the woods, boots tromp-stomping loudly across foliage and thick twigs. This isn’t where you’re supposed to go or what you’re supposed to do, I know, I know, I know, but it’s that or -! “That was incredibly rude, my future partner…!” Devimon’s voice echoes through the woods. I hear his wings spread - fuck, he has wings - as he takes to the air. “I will not hesitate to play games, you need but simply ask! I shall catch you, and grant you safety and serenity of thought in my arms! Hell Contract!” I don’t look back, because I can hear it. His wings write contracts of flame and shadow into the air, and then with a single flick, they scatter. Like missiles across the open sea, they fly randomly, crashing down as they attempt to catch me. Or, rather, as they clear the brush and tree cover. A particular explosion gets too close, and sends me flying forward slamming hard into a tree. I’m able to roll and absorb most of the blow with my shoulder blade, rather than my face or my spine. It still rings through my system, an earthquake before the wildfire. Everything that had been behind me had been burnt down. Blue-white replaced by red-black, a haze of smoke and smoldering embers born from levelled trees. Your average Child level digimon was ten times the strength of a human man. An Adult, ten times that… No, sometimes, more than that. I just had to hope this wasn’t a sometime. Devimon lands, his wings creating a heady gust of wind that smothers the worst of the flames and embers, and cloaks him in smoke and shadow before they snap back into a closed position. He snaps a finger, as shadow begins to cling to it. “Now, my partner, I hoped to be kind to you - to hold you in my arms and welcome you into my world of shadow. To fight alongside me as I become a general of darkness, willingly. But it would appear, instead…” He sighs with a wide, cruel smile, “I shall have to steal your thoughts away from you. I promise that the serenity of shadows will welcome you, and the pain and suffering your body forces upon you will be no more. Death Cla-!” “Goburi Bomb!” A fireball crashes into Devimon’s hand, knocking it away. The explosion seems to startle the devil, who vanishes into shadow and teleports backwards. Step, step, step, step, step -! “Oi! Sorry I’m late!” A voice barks, as a green figure moves to stand in front of me. “Ya need to learn to sit still and wait for help! If I wasn’t as good as I was, I’dda lost you already!” My Digivice, finally, lights up around my neck. “The name’s Axl!” The Goburimon grins, all sharp teeth and spite. “And I’m your partner, Noah!” The glow of my Digivice, and the angered screams of Devimon, seem to agree.

Created: Mar 24, 2025

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Falling into the artificial Digital World of the "Apocrypha" Server, a fan of the series has to stumble their way through an actual Digital World. Forced to deal with the dangers of this world and the prejudices of others, on top of their own strange abilities amongst other Tamers, hopefully they can overcome their obstacles and become a powerful Tamer!

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Name: Noah
Partner(s): Axl (Goburimon)
Age: Mid 20's
Race: Human
Bias: Virus - 100%; Vaccine - NULL%; Data - NULL%;
Tamer Rank: N/A
Digivice: Orange with Black Accents. Blue Screen, Blue Signal Light.
Occupation: Wanderer

A human who fell into the Apocrypha Server from this world. They have the worst compatibility with all Digimon in the Digital World, except for Virus Attributes.

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Name: Axl
Species: Goburimon
Attribute: Virus
Type: Beast
Highest Stage: Child
Best Stat: Strength
Worst Stat: Intelligence
Line: Gigimon -> Goburimon -> ????? -> ????? -> ?????

The partner Digimon of Noah. He is a rude, prideful, and stubborn Digimon, who always keeps his promises and is perfectly honest. Emotionally intelligent, intellectually challenged.

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