A massive golden dragon circled the blackened space, its twelve crimson cores on its back. What it appeared to be surrounding could not be seen but for a faint outline. A white light flashed briefly and formed a young man. The man knelt, eyes to the nonexistent ground. For a moment there was silence. Then the Digimon paused in its flight, looking all over the man with a vaguely worried stare. To his credit, the man did not move. Then the dragon resumed its flight.
"Rise, servant of the Digital World." The dragon's voice rang with power and a sad wisdom. He obeyed, removing the hood. "What brings you here, Gennai?"
"I have been sent to activate the Digivices, Fanglongmon. The Higher Beings have deemed it time. The Dark Ocean is spreading its influence."
"So, those children will be called by our power." A hopeful inflection entered the dragon's rumbling tone. "The war shall begin again, then?"
"I had hoped this wouldn't happen for a second time," replied Gennai quietly.
Fanglongmon almost laughed. "You can do more than hope, Gennai. You have chosen before and will have chosen for the last time with some luck. Each group has saved the Digital World. I believe you are quite certain of the outcome, even if no one else is."
Gennai smiled, his blue eyes alight. "You've seen through me again."
"You are easy to read, my friend. Now, shall we begin?"
"Yes, sir."
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I've altered this slightly. If I credit you for the base info, will you be okay with that?