Mixels Ghost Game; Genesis of Worlds

Glimmering Lights that Can't be Duplicated! Grace the World, Flexers Max!

[A/N - Trust me, the feeling of being abandoned and forgotten isn't some feeling that you can easily cope with. However, having genuine friends who understand you better than anyone else by your side provides a shining beacon of hope. This chapter is not drawn from personal experience, unlike chapter 24, but from a nightmare I experienced a year ago, inspired by Episode 32 of Digimon Ghost Game. Both this episode and the aforementioned nightmare significantly influenced the creation of this chapter. Please be advised that this chapter includes themes of things such as but not limited to derealization, introspection on one's identity, implied cartoon violence, an implied cult, alcohol, and the previously mentioned feelings of abandonment and neglect, not to mention the appearance of a familiar face. With that- and the fact that this chapter starts off by giving us a perfectly blended glimpse of the world in the perspective of how we see things in our daily lives, and also the same way that Gammamon perceives life- in mind, please enjoy the chapter, and let the curtains climb!]

Holograms, a famous form of technology that is widely renowned far and wide in the city of Santa Monica. In the year 2024, all kinds of paranormal phenomenon occur all over the city. The humans who live in this city began to refer to them as... Hologram Ghosts.

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Weeks had gone by since the start of Angoramon's meet-ups with the Nindjas and Dracmon, which involved the 2 rookie-level Digimon reading swordsman Novels with Spinza, the Mixel who was skilled with wielding blades, while Crimson Shinobi, Cobrax, and Mysto were going around the town, unaware that a new ploy by the Nixel Armada was slowly unfolding in the form of Musyamon- Or rather, his blade, as it was being used by Digimon to attack humans and mixels alike, absorbing the life essence from the ones who held the blade, as well as those who were cut by the blade. To make matters worse, Angoramon was the next target to hold the sword and strike down the chosen ones and the other Digimon and Mixels allied to them. Luckily, with the aid of her mixel partners, Reppamon, and a new Digimon friend in the form of Zubamon,  the Crimson Shinobi had finally found the courage that she knew was more than needed for her to not only accept that she was a part of the Chosen One's team and save Angoramon, but also reveal her real identity as Akane Blackstar, the cousin of Casey and Henry Almenera, all playing a part in her having her awakening and bringing forth the re-emergence of the Nindjas Max, all playing a key part in the defeat of Musyamon. However, now was a time where a difficult hardship would end up bringing Gammamon closer to a tribe of Mixels that he had met prior to taking a step closer to who he was, and help their human partner have their awakening. But of course, none of this was possible without the small dinosaur Digimon having to suffer by wondering something quite existential brought on by another Digimon who had her life ruined, all because of the Nixels' newest plot that was meant to do nothing but bring out the absolute worst in the Dinosaurian Digimon allied to the Chosen Ones...

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Gammamon was just excitedly flying around the Almenera household on a crisp Wednesday morning with an adorable teddy bear backpack that he's currently wearing, storing some money and snacks inside of it. "You know, this is the first time you're bringing up this friend of yours to any of us." Casey admitted as she was getting ready for school with help from Flain and Henry. "I guess the important question I should be asking you is if this new friend of yours is either a Human, Mixel, or a Digimon?" She then added, before Gammamon flew over to her right shoulder. "He's a Digimon! His name is Gotsumon, we've been hanging out for the last few days, and he's pretty nice and fun! And I know what to do when I'm ready to go home- Call Henry on my new phone!" The little Digimon said with an energetic and cheerful smile as he flew out the door, with Flain nervously going over to the Window while Zorch was playing some Mario Kart on Casey's switch. "Well, I just hope Gammamon stays safe while he's out..." Flain worriedly mumbled to himself, as Zorch looked up from his game. "C'mon, Flain, you know Gammamon better than anybody else in this little group of ours. He knows better than to get in front of cars and all that kinda stuff!" The crimson Infernite said with a smirk, as Flain seemed a smidgeon unamused at his younger brother's reassurance. "And this is coming from the same Infernite who had a race with the Digital World's interpretation of the Keeper of Lost Souls..." He mumbled, as Zorch glared at his older brother. "Hey, let the record show- I ended up taking down one of the 13 Dark Paladins! Even if Flurr, Burnard & Meltus helped out, I practically saved the day when you, Case, and the others weren't around!" He then quickly defended himself. Somethings about some Mixels don't change, even when they're in a whole new world. But before Flain had even half a second to respond to Zorch's clapback, a singular sound rang through the house-