Concept of Honor

King listened intently as September conversed with him. She seemed quite positive that they would be able to build him a kingdom, especially with the help of their two new allies. King smiled as she spoke, earnestly nodding his head in agreement. Images of his kingdom spiraled around in his head, and each one seemed fantastic. A giant stone fortress, thousands of feet high with a moat, and a bridge that folded up and down. A magnificent island that floated above the clouds so that he could look down from above. An underground layer that spiraled out beneath the surface of the entire world so that they could strike anywhere at any time. Each idea was more fantastic than the last and he wanted all of them. In his insufferable greed, he thought he could have all of them at once, but deep down he knew he couldn't. This dampened his spirits a bit, but it also set his imagination ablaze. Another idea popped into his head. One less dramatic, but far more appealing to the selfish King. He wanted a place where he could force his plebian minions to fight. A place where he could select the very best to be his soldiers, while the rest perished under his amused gaze. An arena. A massive ring of stone where digimon would be pitted against each other in mortal combat. The excitement brought drool to his lips, but King managed to hold it back.

Look back towards the young ones as he thought of this fantastic colosseum, something surprising happened. The yellow one digivoled right before Kings eyes into a larger more serpentine form. "Hah. I told you that you would get stronger if you stuck with me!" King hopped over to the young one and circled him to get a closer look. "You look stronger already! It's only been a few minutes too." King hopped back to September with excitement on his face. His smile nearly exceeded the boarders of his cheeks, and his eyes were wide with a fiendish glint. "You were right, September, I do have the might to digivolve others. I am powerful." His eyes widened even further to an almost alarming extent, and his teeth were bared in a ferocious smile. Opening his mouth, he began laughing in a nearly hysteric manner, and suddenly, his body became distorted. His head became wide, then tall, then impossibly skinny as it stretched upward. Suddenly, he bulged tremendously and seemed to pop. When the little absurd display was over, King was pink and standing on to feet. Hanging at his sides were a pair of arms.

King inspected his new appendages and overlooked his body. From what he could tell, he was much better than he was before, though, he looked rather silly for a rookie digimon. It didn't matter to him though, as the form brought with it increased power. With his new mousy grin, he stared back at September and uttered another phrase. "Powerful indeed." This statement was followed by another short burst of maniacal laughter that was slightly deeper in tone due to his new form. When he calmed down, he decided to address the group. "Phew, celebrations aside, we have work to do friends." He began rubbing his hands together and surveyed the surroundings. "I have consulted with September and we have decided to make a base here, in these woods. It may not seem like much, but there is ample material, and the trees provide natural protection from naysayers." He broadened his arms to encompass much of the forest that sprawled out in the distance. "We shall clear this area and set a nice base for our castle. It shall be wonderful. Can I count on you for help?" He had a twinkle in his eye as if he truly intended to be kind.