As the two fell asleep, neither noticed Menehunemon peeking into the room, the ancient digimon smiling to himself as he walked away. Down the hall he went, passing a row of strange devices spread out across a long credenza. He would stop near the end, but only for a minute, to regard the last of these devices. An old thing, dull and cracked. Beside it was a closet space, containing only a stand on which a feathered cloak and helm gathered dust, alongside a
ko'i whose blade was made of metal as black as volcanic earth...
CHAPTER COMPLETED
Welcome to the Digital World! 2 EXP + 1 DP
Technical Difficulties! 1 EXP
Free Wifi! 1 EXP
With Friends like these! 1 Inspiration
Total: 4 EXP +1 DP + 1 Inspiration!
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