Digimon: I really didn't want to be the Digimon Emperor!

"Ladies and gentlemen!" The narrator's enthusiastic voice resounded throughout the venue, "Let us welcome—digital original singer Yun Yao! Bringing the highly anticipated digital growth anthem—'Butterfly'!"

A beam of spotlight, ten meters in diameter, descended like a pillar from the sky, illuminating the central stage.

A girl in a starry gradient dress slowly rose from the platform. The miniature LEDs embedded in the skirt flickered with her breath, like a real galaxy. The headset on her earlobe flashed blue, and her slender fingers gently touched the crystal pendant on her chest—which was actually a miniature Digimon machine.

"Star Beast~" Yun Yao turned around and called out, her voice spreading to every corner through the 360-degree surround sound system.

Suddenly, a whooshing sound came from high above, and a golden, five-pointed star-shaped Digimon swooped down.

It was wearing narrow-framed rock sunglasses and holding a semi-transparent electric guitar.

Behind it, seven pick beasts form a triangular formation, each carrying a different musical instrument—from miniature keyboards to nano synthesizers, and one even carries a miniature drum kit.

The moment Yun Yao opened her mouth to sing, the tentacles of the Star Beasts danced across the strings, and the band formed by the Pick Beasts started up at the same time.

What's truly breathtaking is that their performances not only generate sound waves but also release visible streams of data—these streams of light intertwine in the air above the venue, forming ever-changing 3D projections: sometimes like exploding flashes of light, sometimes like a meteor shower cascading down.

"In the infinitely vast digital space, dreams and beliefs merge."

"Nothing is impossible. No matter how dangerous the situation, I'll be by your side."

Even if I am lost in a digital maze, I can still see it through thousands of years.

"I'll spread my wings and come to you, Oh My Love..."

……

In the audience, tens of thousands of spectators and Digimon jumped up and down to the music. When the song reached its climax, the entire square's AR system was activated, and countless glowing data particles rained down from the ceiling. Upon contact with the audience, they transformed into virtual Digimon eggs, which quickly hatched into miniature versions of the performing Digimon, bouncing on people's shoulders.

"It really improved!" someone excitedly held up their Digivice. "The Grass/Tree attribute gained thirty points!"

"Seriously! Holy crap, that's awesome!"

"We only heard about 5-7 points online; the live experience was so much more powerful!"

"Live in person is definitely the best!"

Cheng Yuan was completely immersed in the music. The little dog was perched on his shoulder, its little paws gently patting to the rhythm, its ears twitching with the high notes, and its azure eyes reflecting the dazzling lights and shadows on the stage.

"Ding! The bond between the Digimon and its Tamer has been increased, and the main attribute has been increased by 30 points."

【神圣系5290（+30），光系（4680）（+30），黑暗系（4230）（+30），冰系（10）】

Cheng Yuan frowned. Wait, wait a minute... when did the dark element become the "main attribute"?

On stage, Yun Yao's performance brought the atmosphere to a climax. When her last note fell, the entire venue erupted in deafening cheers.

The dazzling light effects and the flashing screens of the digital dollies in the audience created a dreamlike digital spectacle.

Before the afterglow of the performance had faded, other contestants took to the stage to sing one after another.

Although the performance was still excellent, it lacked the magical effect of boosting Digimon stats like in "Butterfly," and the atmosphere at the event was noticeably cooler. Audience members chatted in small groups, occasionally glancing down at their Digivices.

After several songs had passed, that familiar intro suddenly started playing...

"Brave Heart!"

The grand finale, "Evolutionary Divine Song," makes a stunning debut.

Yun Yao's passionate singing voice pierced through the buildings and soil, reaching deep underground.

……

"Everyone, at times, wants to escape, to run away."

"In an instant, awaken dormant potential."

"Yes, we can overcome all obstacles."

There are some things that, once you've chosen, no one can take your place.

"May the light of evolution shine ever bright in this digital realm, creating miracles..."

……

Suddenly, more than a dozen beams of light lit up in the audience seats—that was the Digimon beginning to break through under the stimulation of the Evolution Song!

"It evolved! My Gomamon has really evolved!"

"My Seed Beast!"

"My Rolling Stone Beast too..."

At that moment, more than a dozen beams of light appeared almost simultaneously in the audience, representing more than a dozen Rookie-level Digimon, marking the beginning of their evolution.

Deep inside the dark, damp sewers, a viscous black liquid slowly flows along the rusted pipes.

The massive figure of the demon beast was huddled in the shadows, its bat wings clinging tightly to its body, and purple demonic runes appearing and disappearing in the darkness.

"Not enough..." Its hoarse voice echoed in the empty sewer.

Countless dark gears flew in from various hidden paths and merged into the body of the Demon Beast. With each one merged, the dark aura around it intensified, and the air was distorted by this evil power, emitting a hissing sound.

However, Devimon's crimson eyes gradually ignited with rage—the Dark Gears, which should have been flowing endlessly, were far fewer than expected. It stretched out its claws to catch a flying gear, the sharp nails scraping against the metal with a piercing sound.

"Why... are so many missing... again, those beast tamers?"

The Dark Gears, which should have been an endless supply, were actually far fewer than he had expected. It seemed that the Digimon infected by the Dark Gears were being purified by some kind of force.

Suddenly, Devimon looked up sharply—the familiar prelude pierced through layers of concrete and reached its ears. Its Digicells began to pulsate violently, and its dull cocoon of evolution was revitalized.

"Even if the Dark Gears are insufficient..." Devimon spread its bat wings, dark energy gathering around its body, "I will... complete my evolution!"

"I will make those despicable humans... beast tamers die of despair..."

As that familiar prelude began, Devimon felt all the Digimon cells in his body start to activate, and the dim cocoon of evolution regained its vitality, restarting the evolution process once again.

It spread its bat wings, and dark energy gathered around it. "Even if the Dark Gears are insufficient, I will still...make you pay the price!"

"...I want to go back to Wichnerny..."

Layers of black hexagons flew out from the surrounding black oil, forming a giant evolutionary cocoon.

As the evolution anthem "Brave Heart" reached its climax, Devimon began to loosen the shackles of breaking through the life level, and the threshold for requiring dark energy also decreased, making it easier for it to enter the evolution state.

The cocoon of evolution gradually peeled away, revealing the silhouette of a blood-red skull—

Zombie Satan Beast

[Virus Type - Fallen Angel - Dark Theme]

【Complete body】

[Skills: Fallen Bone Claw, Skull Hammer Strike, Night Demon Assault (Advanced Dark Wave), Hell Summoning, Demonic Light Cannon]

[Description: A black, skeletal monster, tall and emaciated, dressed in a black robe, wearing a demon hat, and wielding a red gemstone bone staff. Within its body lies the "Black Core," unique to Demon-type Digimon, possessing unfathomable dark power.]

However, the dark energy was still insufficient, and the "black core" within its body was not yet fully formed. But Zombie Satanmon could clearly sense that a large number of Digimon infected by the Dark Gear were waiting for its summons on the ground.

"Night Demon Attack!"

The zombie Satan beast let out a piercing shriek, transforming into countless black bats that surged wildly through every crevice of the sewers like a plague.

Some of them squeezed through rusty pipe joints, some squeezed through concrete cracks, and some even squeezed out from between the iron fences of the drainage outlets, forming a black torrent pointing straight to the music square on the ground.

Cheng Yuan, who was immersed in "Brave Heart", suddenly shivered, feeling a strong sense of unease.