On the other side of the space passage lay a stretch of uneven wilderness. Grassy hills rose and fell across the landscape. A long, winding asphalt road stretched into the distance, with countless billboards lining both sides.
"Where are we?" T.K. Takaishi asked at once.
"Judging by all this open countryside and the surroundings, we might be on Shikoku. But we might also be outside the country already," Iori said after a moment's thought.
"Hey, Ichijouji, aren't you a child genius? Hurry up and tell us where we are." Oura tossed the Digi-Destined Emperor, Ken Ichijouji, onto the ground and demanded an answer without ceremony.
"How am I supposed to know something like that?" Despite his words, Ken Ichijouji understood the predicament he was in and did not insist on clinging to his pride.
When Ken Ichijouji's gaze shifted to T.K. Takaishi, he finally began trembling uncontrollably. "Y-you... why do you look like that? Why do you look like that?"
T.K. Takaishi gave a helpless smile, feeling as though everyone else's eyes were full of malice. "This is a body Molecularmon cloned from my cells three years ago. Remember how I died in Giant Egg City? Luckily, we found this body again, and that let me come back to life."
"So it was true. All of it was true." Ken Ichijouji's eyes went blank, and his heart sank into utter lifelessness.
Seeing Ken Ichijouji's state, Oura walked over and placed a thin Crest in his hand. "This should be yours, right? It's been longing to return to you."
Ken Ichijouji blankly reached out and accepted it. Only then did everyone see that it was a Crest. But the design on it was one they had never seen before.
"Oura, where did this Crest come from?" T.K. Takaishi asked immediately. This