Show me your smile [Beelzemon x Reader]

13: The Dragon of the Mountain

Frigimon walks into the hut. "Are you feeling better already?" it asks. "Y-yeah I guess it's all thanks to the soup you made and because Wizardmon kept me warm..." you answer. Frigimon offers you a pile of clothing. "Wear these at cold places so you won't freeze up. We took your sense of fashion into account of course." "Looks good... Just a moment."

You wear them with your normal clothing under the Bancho style jacket. "How do I look, Wizardmon?" He blushes and nods. "Good." "Well we have to get going. Thanks, Frigimon." You walk out of the hut. "Let's get going. The Digivice is telling us to go south from here." You get on the Behemoth but Wizardmon gets his place in front of you. "I'm driving. I think I know the place south from here. There is the mountain area. I think there's something important, like I've been there before." He starts the bike and you hold onto him. He seems much more dependable now for some reason. You lean against him and bury your face into his cape.

You get out of the snowy area. The snow starts turning into a rocky landscape, slowly changing into a gulch between mountains. "It's not cold anymore" you say and exchange gazes with Wizardmon. "Yeah. We're getting off soon." He presses the winter tire button to remove the studs from the tires and another button to launch it driving on the side of the mountain. This one's steep to the point it resembles a wall. He drives up along it, leaving you wonder how is he doing this. "Don't let go of me. You'll fall." You hold onto him tighter.

Reaching a considerable height, he descends Behemoth to a driveway, driving it to a bigger mountain plain, ensuring no small landslide would take it away. "We're here. This must be the place" Wizardmon says. You get off and look around, then take a look at the Digivice. It's telling you to walk towards the huge round but flatheaded rock on your right. Wizardmon takes a peek too and walks onward, having you follow. You walk behind him to the spot the Digivice instructed. Nothing happens. A chinese looking dragon flies through the sky.

"Any memories of this place, Wizardmon?" you ask. "I remember there was an entrance, but not how to enter. How do I remember these things? I haven't been alive but for a week now." He starts questioning his existence. "Don't think about it, Wizardmon" you say and place your hand on his shoulder. "Remember, I'm here with you." Wizardmon looks at you with uncertainty, then he grabs your hand. "Thanks (Y/N). By the way, how are you feeling? Is the air too thin for you?" You shake your head. "No, it's not. I'm feeling comfortable in these clothes."

The huge rock starts vibrating. "You did well to return here, vessel of Gluttony", a voice from behind. Wizardmon readies his staff like he's about to fight. "Are you an enemy? Or are you an ally?" he asks. You turn around to look at the digimon behind you. It's the same dragon you saw in the sky. "I think it has something to do with us.." you say as he makes his way to stand in front of you like a shield. "I think he wants to hurt us. I feel it in my skin, this one makes my blood boil."

"Well done bringing the brute hero with you. I would say I'm more likely to make my own verdicts based on the will of the Gods and after that I sum up everything to decide the dilemma." You listen to it with awe. "It's wise. We should listen to it." The digimon opens a passage on the side of the huge rock. "I'm Hisyaryumon and my destiny is to bring this Wizardmon to the path of enlightment, allowing him to evolve. I am also to bring the hero a way of unlocking her power. Shall we enter the temple?" You exchange gazes with Wizardmon. "Let's go."

You walk down long swirly stairs while holding Wizardmon's hand. He looks at you. "It's okay, I'll protect you." "That's not the case. I want to know you're right next to me. I don't want to take chances with losing you." He blushes. "Will you marry me then?" he mutters. You don't answer but instead hold his hand tighter, smiling.

After getting down to the bottom floor of the temple, a light fills the room. There's a grassy terrain and a tree in the middle. "Feel free to make yourselves comfortable by the tree so we can commence the training" Hisyaryumon says. You walk to the tree, sitting between its roots comfortably. Wizardmon lays down on his back and places his head on your laps, pulling his wizard hat to cover his face. Your hand lays on his forehead under the hat.

"Now both of you, close your eyes and let the tree rock you into a dream allowing you to find your path" the dragon speaks. You close your eyes and feel Wizardmon take a hold of your hand. A blur fills your head before you wake up alone in the middle of a dark room. "For what reason do you seek power?" an old man's voice asks, echoing in the room. "I never did in the first place and gained the strength of the Demon Lord's spirit momentarily" you answer. "I didn't ask for it, but it proved helpful when I protected the egg and traveled to the Village of Beginnings."

"Why did you come this world?" the voice asks. "I had a connection with the Demon Lord. It was so intense it haunted me. But he saved me many times and I decided I won't take everything for granted anymore. That I would pay back the effort the Demon Lord put into me. That's why I came, to save him, but I was too late."