[video]

[shamanicdata]

[Sakuyamon is somewhere in the forest surrounding Hospitown. It's dark, the picture lit by a flickering fire, and she seems very serious. The sound of running water can be heard in the background.]

Hello, Chosen. I know many of you do not trust me, and I do not blame you for this. However, I am here to offer you a safe haven. You do not have to swear allegiance to me, or even trust me, but I have seen you defend a city as if it were your own and then have that city taken from you.

This world is and always will be my home and now I would like to share my home with you. I live in a place called The Forest of the Gods, where we believe in peace and the preservation of the Digital World.

If you would like to come with me, I will be leaving as soon as my associate arrives with his ship in three or so days.

Comments

[guilmon]

Forest of the Gods?

[Guilmon's eyes go wide with child-like wonder. That sounds super important, and Sakuyamon did seem pretty special in her own right.]

Is there bread up there? If not, maybe Guilmon should pack extra...

[shamanicdata]

Yes, the Forest of the Gods. [Sakuyamon's face is kind.] If we do not have bread, I'm am sure we can make some.

[guilmon]

Guilmon can help if you need it! And I can ask Takato to help, too, since his parents are bakers.

[Guilmon giggles at the thought. It'd be just like that one time they all got together before fighting the D-Reaper, minus some familiar faces.]

Do they have peanut butter there?

[shamanicdata]

Peanut butter . . . [She has to think harder about that one.] I believe so, but I cannot be sure. If you would miss it, it would be better to bring some and show it to the Renamon that runs our dining hall. She is quite good at replicating foods.

[guilmon]

I think I saw some at the store here! I'll have to ask Takato if we can by a really big tub of the crunchy kind. That kind makes Guilmon bread even tastier!

[He pauses briefly, grunting and scratching his chin.]

...Would Sakuyamon want some?

[shamanicdata]

I . . . I would very much like that.