Prologue - How Life is Over

My name is Takeshi Otokita, and I was nothing more than a struggling college student who barely able to do anything in life. And I was infamously known as a student who stuck in 3 years course for 5 years because I was just 'too stupid'.

My parents always pissed at me but they also worried, worry about how a young man like me will definitely fail in a world where all they seek is a talented employee. My siblings are all talented and I was just that....'stupid'.

It was sucks to be compared to my more successful siblings. Every family meeting will be like 'why can't I be like her?' or 'do better'. I did, but it always fell flat.

I feel like I would like to disappear, because I've been constantly cause too much trouble to my family. And ironically, my wish was granted in a twisted way possible.

When I was struggling to do my assignments, I got a weird notification of 'how to not cause a burden to your family'. It was a scam, of course, but I was in my lowest point, so I click it. And I got suck into my own phone.

And when I woke up, I notice that I got into another world. And to make it weirder, I got turned into a Digimon. Not just any Digimon, but a Shoutmon.

And that's not the weirdest part! The mic I got as a bonus set being a Shoutmon consist of a Digi-Vice screen. Of course, being a sensible guy with common sense still intact, I panicked.

It was the start of my unintentional and weird adventure where I try to figure out what I'm suppose to do. Until I meet a Digimon called Jijimon who immediately knows who I am and says I'm a future King of the Digital World chosen by the past heroes.

I mean, seriously. Me? A good for nothing chosen to be a king? What kind of sick joke is this? It was definitely a prank made by others just to troll me, thinking I'm just 'too stupid' to see through the pranks.

But, much to my shock, my journey to figure out everything leads to meeting uh....'subordinates'. First was Ballistamon, who were formerly Dark Volumon, who attack me out of rampage. I barely able to stop him and fix him, of course with the instructions attach in him, and he ends up become my first 'followers'.

The next Digimons on the lists are Starmon and Pickmon, who thinks me as a 'cool' Aniki, and follow me like a bunch of ducklings imprinting on someone. I don't have the heart to get rid of them so I let them stay. Also, they can turn into a giant sword or axe, who I shamelessly takes advantages on many battle.

The third one will be Dorulumon, who once was once part of the Bagra Empire. He was sent to kill me, but beaten. He was going to kill himself for bringing shame, but I stop him because guilt.

Over time, the digimons who joined me grew, and we grow closer. It took me a while, but I accept the role of being their king. We all fight together against Bagra Empire armies, beating the Death General and gains their Code Crowns, taking over their territories.

After we all took over all the kingdom that was under the Death General, we all join together and plan to attack Bagra Empire together. We were all confident to beat Bagra Empire together, some even joke that they'll eat my 'food' out of happiness, much to my chagrin.

Yeah, I'm suck at cooking. And they never let me live it down.

We were all prepare, moving towards the empire's palace, all of us confident we'll win and go home safely.

Oh, how naive I was.

The biggest mistake we did were underestimating their Three Head Officer and DarkKnightmon. Never in my life, I saw tons of Digimons died in front of me, slaughtered into nothing more than datas.

I was horrified, enraged, frustrated. All I can do is to kill each and every Bagra Empire's armies. We loses a lot of digimons, but we didn't stop charging, continue to fight together.

Dorulumon died by the hand of Tactimon, Ballistamon were ripped apart by Lilithmon, Starmons got destroyed by DarkKnightmon, I lose my arm facing Bagramon. And Bagramon.....he did something I would never expect to do, corrupt the whole Digital World beyond repair, even by Code Crown.

I could only stood in front of that bastard while holding DarkKnightmon's double lance, panting as blood continues to flows out of my missing arm while Bagramon is on the losing fight against death and never-ending darkness.

"Hahaha....how the 'King' have fallen..." I grit my sharp teeth as I clench my fist on the lance, slowly approaching the damn dictator. "How does it feel....to fail everything?"

"Like shit..." I said before thrust the lance into his arm. Bagramon simply cackle in delight, seeing my miserable state. I held out my hand and points at his head.

"Rock Soul." As I said that, a fireball comes out of my hand and shot through the bastard's head, immediately deletes him into nothing. The whole area got consumed by the darkness, and I could do nothing but stood there.

My vision blurred as my lip quivers, my body collapse as I fall face first into the ground, tears escaping my eyes. All I could think of are the Digimons who joined me, stay at my side, fight alongside me, and having fun together.

"Ballistamon.....Starmons.....Dorulumon....I'm sorry.....I'm sorry...." I choked as I can't help but cry, ignoring the whole darkness consumes the whole digital world except me. I was left floating in the void, with nothing. Fate was cruel to not let me die and meet with my fellow Digimons.

Yeah....over time, I feel more like Digimon instead of humans, which I didn't hate.....

I could only watch the void while doing nothing. What's the point? Why do I even bother to stay alive?

"%@/!%×_#;_÷"

....ah, I think I'm get closer to dying. I start to hear things.....

"%@^_÷^#*>#"

...if I could go back in time.....I would like to stay with them as long as possible....why did I start think about this?

"_@;'c&!<'g}○¤\£¥"< p>

A bright light appears out of nowhere as I simply watch. Why in the world did a light popped out of nowhere?

And why do I want to reach it?

Come on, Shoutmon. There's no point of continuing. Why am I continue to reach the light.

....hope? Desperation? I don't know.....

I reach the light and grab onto something solid in it, and the darkness is no more.

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I yelp as I fall into the ground, groanibg in pain as I look around, noticing that I'm now in my room.

I was confused. Did....did everything that happens to me was nothing but a mere dream? D-did....everything I went through were nothing more than a dream by sleeping on a table!?

I look at my supposed missing arm, now fully covered by scars. Then, I lift my shirts off and I saw all the scars I got. Dorulumon, Dark Generals, Tactimon, Lilithmon, DarkKnightmon, Bagramon, all left a mark on me with their weapons.

I went to grab my phone and surprise to see that my screen is nothing more than white screen. I place my arm in my pocket before noticing that there's a digivice shaped like a mic in it.

I shakily looks at it while biting my lip, anxious of the answers. Trembling, I press a familiar button and the whole room turns bigger. I look at my now Shoutmon form, no longer missing an arm but the scars remain.

I can't hold it anymore as my vision start to blur again and tears escaping my eyes. All I can do is to collapse and cry, for being the only survivor of my army.

I, Takeshi Otokita a.k.a. King Shoutmon, has failed his Digimons.

To be continued