Hello, everyone!

Welcome to the Digital World. My name's Hikari Yagami and my partner's name is Gatomon. We're part of the group of Chosen Children that were here before you. Most of us are really busy right now and there was an earthquake just before all of you got here... So I think big brother and the others are focusing on figuring out what's wrong right now.

Oh! Please don't be mean to your Digimon. I know the Digital World can be scary, but they're here to be your friend. They're really fun to play with, too. Well, Gatomon doesn't like playing very much, but most Digimon I've met do.

I hope everyone can get along with their partners.

I'm gonna go see if I can find my big brother, but if anyone needs help just ask. The Digital World really isn't as bad as it seems at first...

[A pause and she gives a tiny bow.]

It's nice to meet everyone!

[BlackWargreymon takes a moment to compose himself as he turns on the communicator. Attached to his wrist, it shows him from a low angle, his horns jutting out of the frame while the sun light glints off his helm.]

I...would like to ask for advice.

[He pauses, as once again he tries to collect his thoughts.]

My presence here...confuses me. My life ended due to a grievous wound, yet here I stand, whole and unharmed. I believe I was brought here in order to aid the efforts to return the Real World and the Digital World to normal, but I do not understand how my data could be replicated so well. I have not tested this body to its limits, but I will not do so until I have found a space where such destruction as I was capable of will not have ill effects.

Does...any of you have some theory, for what may have allowed me to be revived this way?