"Kantremon Digivolve to . . . EternityKantremon!" The light flared brilliantly, banishing the shadows from the Castle of Nightmares. When it finally died down a bit, you could see EternityKantremon standing in its center. She had the form of a human, but with two, snow-white wings on her back and a long, white tail tipped with pale yellow. Her hair, also pale yellow, was so long it almost touched the floor. She was dressed in pure white, and had the same worm, teal eyes she’d had back when she was Kantremon.

The soft, glowing light seemed to reach out and touch them all. Izzy quickly made his way to Mochimon, who was just waking up. Surprisingly, the little digimon’s injuries had been healed.

"That light . . . " he said weakly, "she did it, didn’t she? She digivolved." He turned his head to get a better look, "EternityKantremon, the Warrior of Peace. Her light can heal others. She’ll defeat Dakremon for sure, he hadn’t got a chance!"

Izzy turned to see Tersormon standing a few feet away, staring at the Nightmare King and the Warrior of Peace. But somehow, he knew that this wasn’t the same digimon that nearly killed him just minuets before, only to turn around and strike her master. She was different now. She was whole. EternityKantremon’s light had healed her too.

"Dakremon," EternityKantremon spoke, her voice low and kind but still commanding, "give up now and make things easier on yourself."

"I will never surrender, not to one of the light!"

"Then you leave me no choice." She brought her hands forward, forming a ball of white-hot light. "Harai!" [1]

power of warrior’s light. The scream died away and the light receded. All that was left was a small, black puddle on the ground.

time for you to return to your friends Izzy."

"Can you really get me back to File Island?"

"Will you come with me?"

"If you like."

"Can I go to?"

EternityKantremon laughed a little. "Why not? Tersormon, will you come with us?"

"Why not?" Izzy asked, "There’s nothing for you here."

"There’s nothing for me anywhere."

"But Tersormon . . . "

"Go on back to your friends Izzy, don’t worry about me. I’m sure we’ll see each other again someday." The Tersormon did something she hadn’t done in as long as she could remember . . . she smiled.

Mochimon pulled Izzy’s shirt excitedly. "Come on, let’s go."

around them.

"EternityKantremon, before we go, can I ask you something?"

"Surely, Little One."

"What stage are you?"

"A step beyond."

"Beyond what?"

"Beyond the beyond."

Gomamon the Author (aka Pix): Well, that’s it, it’s done!

Gomamon the Muse: Great! Now I have the greatest idea for a new . . . *is cut of by Pix shoving a sock in his mouth*

Pix: Aa, not another word out of you baka!

Gomamon: *spits out the sock* Would you please stop using Japanese! And besides, I wasn’t gona to start you on a new fic . . . yet.

Pix: I heard that! Now you know I want a break and . . . *spots a large group heading their way* what is that?!

Gomamon: Maybe it’s all the people who hated your lousy fic.

Pix: What to you mean my lousy fic, you’re my muse, so part of it’s your fault too! And besides, disgruntled fan fic readers would be carrying flame throwers . . . right?

Gomamon: I don’t know, let’s just run away anyhow.

Pix: Good idea!

*they both run for it, leaving behind a small sign that says "Flames Will Not Be Accepted" . . . which is soon torched.*

Both: *from far away* Heeeeeeeelp!

~end . . . for real this time~

[1] – Harai means purification in Japanese. Yes, EternityKantremon’s attack is in Japanese (don’t ask me why).