Suddenly, a child burst into tears. "This isn't the Digimon World! This isn't the Digimon World! I want to go home!"
Oikawa Yukio hurried over, picked the child up, and gently soothed them. "Don't be afraid. The Digimon World is a little different from our Human World, but it isn't dangerous. Just think of this place as your home."
"But this really isn't the Digimon World." The child's sobs set off a chain reaction like falling dominoes, and all the children began crying loudly. Their cries slowly spread, forming something like a barrier. Wherever the sound reached, the illusions vanished, revealing the true face of this world.
"How could this happen? This isn't the Digimon World. What is this place?" Oikawa Yukio looked at a cloud overhead and staggered back two steps. Though it was just as white as any other cloud, it was a jumble of triangles and squares haphazardly pieced together. The flowers, trees, mountains, and rivers of this world were all like that. When he looked up, he could even see another planet floating in the nearby sky. This world looked like a child's scribbles.
"How? How could this happen? What happened? My Digimon World isn't like this!" Oikawa Yukio shouted, clutching his head as he desperately ran back the way he had come. He had to leave this place. He had to find the right path.
Amid flickering light and shadow, a huge mouth appeared out of nowhere in the ground and swallowed Oikawa Yukio. Even in this scribbled world, the mouth looked completely out of place. Arukenimon and Mummymon attacked it without hesitation.
"Stop! Do you intend to rebel against your own father?" The mouth opened and closed, producing a thunderous rumble in Oikawa Yukio's own voice.
What? Before Arukenimon and Mummymon could react, another