Chapter 94: Wisemon the Seer

Thomas Kasuto

Yew

 

“So, this is where Wisemon lives, huh?” Statuedramon asked, eyeing the house before us. Compared to the other houses on this street, this one was rather small. “When Andromon said next door, I didn’t think he…literally…meant…the house right next to that warehouse he was in…”

“How many other ways could he have meant it?” I asked. I reached up and knocked on the house’s front door, which opened immediately. A pair of yellow, glowing eyes peeked out from behind the door.

“You…I had a vision of your arrival…”

“Are you Wisemon?” I asked.

“Yes! Yes, I am! Please, come in, won’t you?” The door opened wider, and the tall Digimon gestured for us to come into his house. When we entered, the first, and only, things we saw were books. Piles and piles of books, shelves crammed against each other against the wall, with each shelf crammed to bursting with more and more books. The only things in sight that weren’t a book or a bookshelf were a small round table and a single wooden chair. “So, you’ve come to learn of a way to defeat Lilithmon once and for all, correct?” Wisemon’s face could not be seen, but from his tone of voice, I was certain that he would be smiling ear to ear.

“Yes, sir, we would all greatly appreciate any information you would be willing to give us,” Zelda said.

“Well, to tell you the truth, young lady…I’m afraid I don’t know for sure a way to get rid of her,” Wisemon said, sitting down.

“You don’t?! Then why are we here if you don’t know a way?!” Statuedramon yelled. I placed a hand on his shoulder to attempt to calm him down.

“I said I didn’t know for sure, with emphasis on the ‘for sure,’ indicating that I have knowledge of a way that could defeat her and her allies, but a way that I am unsure of being fully accurate.”

“…Well, could you tell us anyway?” I asked. “Any information we could get on them would be incredibly useful, and very much appreciated.”

“It would be an honor to do so, Thomas Kasuto.”

My eyes widened, and I felt my heartbeat quicken. He…knows my last name? Victoria’s…

“But it would make sense if I tell you their entire story,” Wisemon said. “You haven’t been told the story of each of their demises, correct?”

“No, sir,” Zelda said.

“Then it would be best for me to tell you,” Wisemon said. He tapped a pencil on his table and looked up at us. “As you know, Lilithmon and her eleven friends make up a group called the Order of the Enchantress. Each member is an incredibly powerful, deadly, and evil Digimon, each with a power unique to only them as individuals, as opposed to species. Each member was targeted by a member of the Celestial Vanguard, led by Seraphimon.”

“We already know this!” Statuedramon said impatiently.

“It is always easiest to begin at the beginning,” Wisemon said patiently. “Most of the members of the Celestial Vanguard had a weapon; for example, Neptunemon with his trident that young lady is holding on to.” Wisemon pointed at Zelda, and she held up the lance that was in her lap.

“When I stuck it into Belphemon’s leg, he was thrashing around in agony, more so than a lance this size should have done to a Digimon as large as he was,” I said.

“That is because…after their first deaths, the members of the Order developed something akin to a weakness to the weapons of the Vanguard, and anything affiliated with them, including abilities like fire, or even descendants of the one who killed them,” Wisemon said.

“A weakness? To a certain weapon?” I asked. “What do you mean?”

“Belphemon was taken down by Neptunemon’s sentient spear, King’s Bite. As such, he developed a weakness not to spears, but to that spear. The fact that it caused him such pain proves that that lance is, without any shadow of a doubt, Neptunemon’s spear. Even if the weapon has become reforged into a different weapon altogether, or even if it were not a weapon at all, it will still cause them intense, agonizing pain when struck by it.”

“That’s…incredible,” Zelda said breathlessly.

“So, all we need to do is find all those weapons, and we’ll be set!” Statuedramon said.

“That…may work. But remember; not all of the members of the Vanguard carried a weapon; take Apollomon, for example,” Wisemon said. “Anyway…Lucemon was the first of them to be defeated. His opponent was a Digimon known as Crusadermon, who also happens to be…the mother of your friend, Dianamon.”  

“Dianamon?! She’s the daughter of one of them?!” Statch exclaimed.

“Yes…she never told you, it seems,” Wisemon said. “No one seems to know where Crusadermon went, but I do know for sure that she is still alive. Either her or Dianamon would be capable of flawlessly destroying Lucemon again.”

“But…we don’t know where Dianamon is, either,” I said. “She was with Apollomon and BlackGaomon, and they still haven’t returned home yet…”

“The next to be lost was SkullCaliphmon. As you know, the one to defeat him was—”

“SlashAngemon, we know,” Statch interrupted. “But…SlashAngemon is dead now, and I don’t think he ever had—”

“SkullCaliphmon is among the stronger members,” Wisemon continued. “He is immortal, but only in the light of the moon, and only within his castle.”

“But…looking back, the part of the castle we were in had no roof,” I said.

“Yes…I do not believe his castle has one…anywhere. You’ll just have to find a way to fight him when he isn’t exposed to the moon’s light, but even so, he won’t be an easy opponent; his sword created thin blades of air that strike as fast and powerfully as a hurricane.”

“And his castle has all those traps in it,” I said. “We’ll have to be careful with him…”

“Horusmon was the next to go, when he was defeated at the hands of MirageGaogamon,” Wisemon said. “As was the case with Crusadermon, nobody is sure where he is, nor does he appear to have any descendants like Crusadermon did.”

“Meaning we’ll have to defeat Horusmon all by ourselves again,” Statuedramon said.

“Horusmon is extremely versatile; not only are his attacks immensely destructive, but he is also incredibly fast, enabling him to dodge most attacks — and the few attacks that do hit him, he is capable of rendering useless with his healing attack.”

“So…we’ll need to hit him hard and fast,” I said. “Just like Deckerdramon told us…”

“The next was Machinedramon, who was felled by EmperorGreymon,” Wisemon continued. “Like Neptunemon, he gave up fighting, and gave his sword away to be recreated for someone else. Nothing is known about his current location. Machinedramon himself is a tireless machine, capable of running nonstop for all eternity…and unless he is stopped, he will not stop destroying everything in his line of sight.”

“Well, we’ll just make him stop, then!” Statuedramon said.

“That’s the spirit,” Wisemon said. “The next one was DeathPhantomon, and as you were told, he was defeated by a Flamedramon, evidently of no relation to the one you are all familiar with, from what I am able to see. If, by some miracle, you find Flamedramon, then DeathPhantomon will be no problem.”

“But…we already did find him,” Zelda said. “And…DeathPhantomon sealed him in an eternal nightmare…”

“Once DeathPhantomon is defeated, all those afflicted by his curse and his darkness will return,” Wisemon said. “Oh…but…you need him in order to defeat DeathPhantomon…well…this is certainly puzzling…”

“If his necklace is destroyed then he will die,” I said.

“…He will? I…I didn’t know that,” Wisemon said.

“DeathPhantomon told me himself while I was conning a little information out of him.”

“…Information that I didn’t know…how utterly FASCINATING!” Wisemon exclaimed. “Oh, I’m going to need to write this down, and—”

“Wisemon!”

“Wha—? Oh, yes…anyway, Generalmon was defeated next at the hands of Omnimon,” Wisemon said. “Omnimon…is in this very city.”

“Seriously?! Where is he?!” Statch asked.

“He is presently guarding the royal family of Yew, the king, queen, and their children. It will be impossible to ask for him to leave and help you; he wasn’t the sort to do so voluntarily, even at the request of others in the Celestial Vanguard, so help from him could never be expected.”

“Isn’t there any way we could convince him?” I asked. “Surely, if he knew the situation—”

“He did back then, and he didn’t help,” Wisemon said. “Well, he did, but only because Generalmon went to him, and he merely did his duty of protecting the royal family. Generalmon fled all the way to Acacia, but Omnimon hunted him down and killed him. It was quite easy for him, really; shame he doesn’t associate with anyone outside that family…”

“Well, I’ll make him—”

“NO! Do not ask him for help!” Wisemon said, interrupting Statch. “Doing so…can often times create a more perilous situation than the problem that requires his assistance…unless you’re the princess of this province; Omnimon’s always had a bit of a soft spot for the royal ladies, no matter the temperament…”

“…Then…maybe if I—” Zelda began.

“No, pretending to be a princess would not help,” Wisemon said, interrupting her. “He would know right away, and he may even attack you.” Zelda looked down at the floor in embarrassment. “Anyway, about Generalmon…his armor is tough, but not impenetrable. If, by some miracle, you are able to chip parts of it away, then you may have an advantage.”

“Challenge accepted,” Statuedramon said.

“Next was Lupinemon, who was done in by MetalGarurumon. Again, nothing is known of his whereabouts, or if he has any living descendents or not.”

“She fell into an icy crevasse into the ocean in Nymphaea a few days ago,” Statch said. “Is it safe to assume that that killed her?”

“No.”

“I told you,” I said.

“Each song she howls in her Digimon form, or plays on the flute in her Human form, has a different effect. The unpredictability of what she may do makes her as dangerous as any of the others, but she is not without limitations. If she can be worn out, then it may be possible to subdue her.”

“Shouldn’t be that hard to outrun a fat girl,” Statch snorted.

“As Thomas explained three days ago, Linoan wasn’t fat, but merely—” Zelda began.

“Incapable of compressing her data, I know…”

“The next to go would be Hydramon, who was taken out by a Digimon called Susanoomon. Like most of the others, nothing is known about where he might be, but it is possible one of his swords is among us today.”

“What do you mean?” I asked.

“Rumor has it his single blade split itself into as many as ten during his battle against Hydramon to combat the beast’s many heads. Apparently, most of the swords were lost, but some say that two remain in existence; one red, and one blue. Some say that when one of these blades is swung…a powerful storm would make itself known somewhere on the continent, as if their very existence upsets nature. Perhaps this is why there is a perpetual blizzard in Nymphaea? I shall have to make note of this…”

A storm…could it be—?!

“Hydramon used to be an Orochimon, didn’t he?” Zelda asked. Wisemon nodded. “Shouldn’t he have more than three heads?”

“Yes…but, upon reaching the Mega level, it seems that each of his previously fake heads have gained a mind of their own. As such, when too many are present, they all begin to bicker and squabble. I’m certain you can make use out of that particular weakness.”

“I fully intent to,” I said.

“Myotismon was next; the one to defeat him was a Digimon called Beowulfmon. Again, nothing is known of his whereabouts, or if he has any descendents willing to assist us, so it seems that you will have to deal with Myotismon on your own. Like others of his species, he has control of a large number of bats which suck the blood clean out of their victims. Between them, his red lightning, and his special golden flames, Myotismon will not be an easy opponent.”

“Nobody ever said this would be easy,” Zelda said.

“Aside from Lilithmon, the last one to die was Belphemon, but as he is already dead, I do not believe it necessary to go into detail about him.”

“Wisemon…what about Cherubimon?” I asked.

“Cherubimon…he was never killed,” Wisemon said. “That was supposed to be Apollomon’s job, but from what I’ve heard, Cherubimon managed to escape him. Even if you are ever able to find him, Cherubimon does not suffer the same weakness the others do, as he was never killed.” I sighed.

“That…leaves Lilithmon…” I said.

“Lilithmon…the mastermind behind all these events,” Wisemon said, shaking his head. “She was supposedly killed by Seraphimon, but in truth…she killed herself instead. Therefore, like Cherubimon, she does not share the other’s weakness. Her right claw can decay and erode away anything it touches. Lilithmon herself is capable of manipulating space to her advantage. DeathPhantomon aside, Lilithmon is easily the most dangerous and powerful of the Order, even if she is to be fought last.”

“She used to be Ophanimon, didn’t she?” Zelda asked. “Maybe…we could use that to our advantage? Maybe even convince her to—”

“Don’t count on anything like that working,” Wisemon interrupted. “Her heart has been in the darkness for too long now…even Seraphimon could not bring her back to the way she was beforehand. As for using her past life to your own advantage, don’t; Lilithmon flies into an unspeakable rage when reminded of her life as Ophanimon by anyone other than Cherubimon.”

“We defeated her last time, though,” Statuedramon said. “Dynasmon killed her in a single attack, too!”

“Killed…yes. But destroyed? No.”

“What do you mean?”

“She was killed and sent to the Dark Area twice; once five hundred years ago, and again last month. But, she was able to come back. This time…she must be destroyed…something which Digimon Spirits are incapable of doing. Lilithmon must be permanently destroyed at the hands of the living, lest she continue to return and poison Arcadia with her evil.”

“…I’ll do it,” I said.

“Are you feeling up to the challenge?” Wisemon asked.

“I don’t really have a choice, do I? Lilithmon must be destroyed…so I shall be the one to do it.”

“…I see. I am beginning to understand just the kind of person you are, Thomas,” Wisemon said. “That is…all the information I have for you, I’m afraid.”

“I understand. Thank you for all your information, Wisemon,” I said.

“Where will you go now?” Wisemon asked.

“…If we’re going to fight against the Order of then Enchantress…then there’s something I need to go get,” I said. “It should be here in the city.”

“I wish you luck in your journey,” Wisemon said. “May the grace of the Goddess smile down on you and all those helping you in this quest.”