Starting Over [Open]

When he hatched this time around, he actually could remember some things, though it wasn't in any kind of detail. All he remembered was feelings really, and he could remember that he was happy in his last life as a Digimon, whatever Digimon he had been. Not just happy, either, but in complete bliss. Somebody had taken that away from him though, destroying him and leaving him to reform here, in this field. The good thing of the whole ordeal is he got a little basket to sleep in. But then that didn't matter to him, because he didn't really care to just stay in the damn thing and sleep the entire day away. He had to get out there and find out what exactly happened to him so he could get revenge. And he didn't know who exactly he should be trying to get revenge on, which was a pretty big problem.

Making his way out of the small basket, he looked around the entire field, seeing some eggs all about, and some other baskets that were filled. Other Digimon that were probably clueless as to what had happened to them before being reconfigured here, just like himself. It was possible that he could make friends here. But that was something he found he was not interested in at all. Friends? Why the hell should he be friends with any of these monsters? They weren't of any importance to him. Hell, for all he knew, the Digimon that had destroyed him was here as well, having been destroyed by himself. It might have been a little bit of a long shot, but it was a possibility none the less. Just the possibility alone was enough to make him want to just destroy all of the eggs right now and make sure nothing bad could happen from them coming to be.

Sneering, the Zurumon glared out across the field, wondering what he should do right now. More than anything, he wanted to digivolve, to not be such a disgusting piece of slime that wasn't worthy of doing much more than make idle, empty threats. If he wound up being another slime ball in his next level... oh god what if he was bound to be a Numemon of all Digimon? He was fairly certain that wasn't what he had been before being reconfigured here. But he also got the feeling that he didn't start out as a Zurumon, though he couldn't be entirely sure. Digimon always kept coming back as the same fresh form, unless something happened to make them change form completely. Is it possible that that happened to him too? When he was reconfigured, did something happen to his data to change it completely and make him this thing?

Aggravated with all of these questions, he began to move off across the field, knowing one thing for absolute certain. He was hungry, and he had every intention of finding food and eating as much as he possibly could. If that wouldn't get him to digivolve, then he didn't know what would.