On the Wandering Island, both in the humanoid Digimon city and the beast-type Digimon tribes, stood statues of a bird-like Digimon.
Onismon!
That was the name of the creature depicted in the statues. Because these statues were found all over the island, Onismon came to be revered as its guardian deity.
But in truth, Onismon was a fearsome beast from ancient times.
Onismon was brutal and chaotic, often wreaking havoc in the ancient past, until it was defeated and sealed away by two of the Ancient Ten Warriors — AncientGreymon and AncientGarurumon.
Though sealed, Onismon left behind a method for unsealing it…
Many years later, a Demon Lord-type Digimon stumbled upon the Wandering Island and discovered how to revive Onismon.
"All it takes is collecting bloody data, and Onismon will return…"
What is this bloody data?
Simple: it's the data of Digimon who die in battle, filled with rage and unwillingness.
And tonight's battle on the Wandering Island… is actually a ritual designed to gather that data to revive Onismon.
"The humanoid Digimon are preparing to attack tonight. We must do the same — we cannot let those despicable humanoids succeed!"
On the beast tribe's side, a white beast-type Digimon shouted from a high platform.
It looked like a mythical griffin — muscular like a horse, with a bird's head, a horse's body, eagle claws, wings on its back, and a mane-tipped tail.
"Lord Griffonmon is right!"
"Those disgusting humanoids must pay!"
Below, beast Digimon such as Grizzlymon, Boarmon, Goatmon, Rabbitmon, Bullmon, Marmotmon, and Moosemon shouted in agreement.
Only Bearmon and the younger Digimon off in the distance looked worried.
"Hmph…" Griffonmon smirked.
Everything was ready.
Once tonight's great battle broke out, there would be enough bloody data.
And once Onismon was revived with its terrifying destructive power, not just this little Wandering Island — the entire Digital World would kneel before it!
Heh heh heh…
Hahaha…
Gya gya gya gya!
Griffonmon was elated, his eyes rolling upward in glee — and that's when he noticed a white dot flying through the sky.
It got closer — it was a stunningly beautiful female Digimon.
White dress, golden hair, flawless skin, and a sacred radiance that was indescribably divine.
As soon as she appeared, even the most fanatical beast-type Digimon fell silent.
"What… what kind of Digimon is that?"
"She's… gorgeous!"
The beast Digimon were filled with awe.
Even though she was a humanoid Digimon, her beauty transcended the humanoid-beast divide and touched everyone's hearts.
Their battle-hardened fury instantly melted away, leaving only admiration for the white figure descending from the sky.
Soon, humanoid Digimon also arrived, and like the beast-types, they had no will to fight — only reverence for the white-clad angel.
Moments later, nearly all Digimon on the island — beast and humanoid alike — gathered.
Normally, such a massive gathering would lead to chaos. But this time? Nothing but calm.
Who could command such a scene?
Only her — Moss.
Only Moss, who had received the soul of Venusmon.
Every gesture exuded irresistible charm, every turn of her body brimmed with allure. Even succubi would submit and bow before her ultimate charisma.
Griffonmon was dazed at first, but quickly regained composure and roared, "Who are you?!"
Moss gave a calm, faint smile. "As expected of a Demon Lord — to maintain your composure amidst my ultimate charm. That willpower deserves praise."
Her voice was gentle and soothing, stirring hearts like a spring breeze.
"Demon Lord?"
"A what now?!"
Humanoid and beast Digimon alike were startled, looking around in confusion.
DragonManmon pointed and shouted, "Griffonmon is the Demon Lord!"
"No way!" the beast-types were in disbelief.
But… Moss said so. Someone that divine and beautiful… surely she wouldn't lie?
The beast Digimon hesitated.
Griffonmon flinched at being exposed. Seeing his own allies waver made his eye twitch.
These fools… being swayed so easily?!
"Mind magic?" he growled.
Griffonmon gritted his teeth. This kind of power was a bane to warfare!
War requires numbers, and in large groups, not everyone has iron will. Without it, Moss's charisma crushes their spirit — and no will, no war.
Such power doesn't just counter soldiers — it counters war itself.
With her here, peace was inevitable!
Damn it!
If there's peace, how will I gather bloody data?!
Griffonmon glared at Moss. "You despicable creature! Lying to my subordinates and controlling them with your tricks!"
The humanoid Digimon glared back at Griffonmon with righteous fury.
The beast Digimon were torn — between their beloved idol and their respected leader, unsure what to believe.
Moss stayed composed, smiling with graceful confidence.
"Ever since I closed my eyes, I've opened my inner eye. All lies and falsehoods are exposed before it."
Then she looked directly at Griffonmon. "Aren't you going to reveal your true form? Jeannemon? Griffonmon? Or should I say… MaomaoMon?"
"!" Griffonmon's pupils shrank.
She knew?!
How was that possible?!
Beast Digimon gasped. "Griffonmon… is MaomaoMon?!"
MaomaoMon — a notorious figure from ancient times.
"No way…" Grizzlymon and others couldn't believe it.
"But Lady Angewomon would never lie!"
DragonManmon shouted, "That guy impersonated Jeannemon and Griffonmon to start this war between humanoids and beast-types! Every Digimon who died on the island… it was all his doing!"
In truth, Moss had no concrete evidence. She simply used her Ultimate Charm to convert everyone into obsessed fans.
Even random words became gospel.
So now, DragonManmon followed her every word.
"…" Griffonmon's expression darkened.
He had been just one step from victory — and now this intruder had ruined everything.
Damn it!
Still…
Now that he was exposed, a Demon Lord must retain dignity. No more clowning.
Griffonmon flapped his wings and transformed into Jeannemon.
Then again — into his true form:
MaomaoMon
Virus type, Mega level, Demon Lord class.
Half-man, half-beast. Armored, with blood-red wings sprouting from his back.
Moss clapped softly. "Now the proof is undeniable."
Even if she deactivated her magic and withdrew her charm, the truth was out.
MaomaoMon flew into the sky to meet Moss at eye level, snarling, "You meddling fool — I'll make you pay!"
Moss laughed gently. "You think you can?"
MaomaoMon grinned viciously. "I was going to stir war for the data, but now it looks like I'll have to do it myself. You'll be my first sacrifice!"
"Bring it," Moss taunted, curling her fingers.
"!" MaomaoMon's eyes flared with fury.
To be mocked like that under Ultimate Charm — unbearable!
I'm going to kill you!
Crush you!
He charged like lightning, appearing before her in a flash, raising his fist to strike.
Even without knowing Venusmon, his battlefield instincts told him — she was a spirit-focused Digimon.
Such types were fragile. If you got in close — they were done for.
"Die!"
He swung a powerful punch, already picturing her death, her body reduced to a Digi-Egg — probably heart-shaped too, he thought smugly.
Clang!
Moss blocked it with just one finger.
"What?!"
MaomaoMon was horrified.
How could such a weak-looking Digimon block his blow?!
Moss giggled. "You're not a close-combat type either, are you?"
MaomaoMon specialized in magic — just like Venusmon.
In a normal duel, his melee skills were still better than hers, so going in close should've worked.
But Moss wasn't the real Venusmon — she had only received her soul. Moss wasn't just the goddess of love — she was also a goddess of war!
"Hellfire!" MaomaoMon roared, spewing green flames.
Moss raised her left hand, conjuring a swirling green wind.
It was the first stage of a sealing technique — turning energy into wind.
The wind captured MaomaoMon's hellfire and redirected it… back at him.
Dying to one's own move? Not uncommon.
Attack > Defense is nature's law. Even Digimon often follow it.
Unless extremely unique, most Digimon hit harder than they can take.
"AHHH!"
MaomaoMon screamed in agony.
He plummeted, armor and clothing melting, wings reduced to bone.
Moss raised her voice. "Digimon! Destroy the one who caused all our suffering!"
"RAAAH!"
"YAAAH!"
Beast and humanoid Digimon surged forward, launching energy blasts and blade techniques.
"N-no, stay away!" MaomaoMon panicked.
Usually, he'd crush such Digimon like ants. But now, injured and drained, he couldn't resist.
Every blow struck an open wound.
"If I die… I'll take you all with me!" he roared, lifting a golden Digi-Egg with bat wings.
"Rise again — Onismon!"
He sacrificed his own data — as fuel for Onismon's resurrection.
"ROAAAR—!"
A massive deep-blue bird soared into the sky.
Onismon!
Virus type, Mega level, Ancient Bird class.
A long-extinct Digimon known as the "Sky Sovereign." Brutal and overwhelming in size and power, even other mega Digimon feared it.
"Destroy! Destroy it all, Onismon!"
Only MaomaoMon's head remained, watching the chaos he had unleashed.
"ROAAAR!" Onismon shrieked, releasing a terrifying wave of pressure.
The crowd panicked. "Wasn't Onismon the island's guardian?!"
Moss calmly removed her blindfold.
Venusmon wore it to seal her overwhelming charm — removing it unleashed her full power.
Ultimate Charm — fully released!
And this time, Moss was in Burst Mode — boosting Venusmon's power by severalfold.
"!" Onismon paused, then knelt before her white gown.
Moss gently patted its head. "Good boy."
Onismon looked blissfully at peace.
"——?" MaomaoMon was stunned.
The Digimon he sacrificed everything to revive… just became her pet?
Ah…
Speechless, he disintegrated into data fragments, filled with regret.
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