Digimon Machine Novels & Stories

and then he swiftly opened the door. "Waow!" I exclaimed for the third time but time it was quite loud. "Again Rica, Really?" Dili chuckled, his dimples that I have secretly come to love popped out in the process. "What? you can't expect me not to do that when you show me something as cool as this" I pointed out. I mean anyone that saw this Jim would definitely react the same. The Jim probably had everything a Jim ought to have. Different state of the art machines lined out everywhere, a large mirror was placed at one side of the wall, making that particular side of the Jim look somewhat like a dance studio.

Over the time, these 2 goblins has become the strongest and most dependable pillar of Aeternum Magic products industry. “The research has been done…my staff already all the date in stored and fully analysis…as for turning all of those machinery into the Magic machine…it has been fully implemented and done…Madame Minister,…but, since these new type of machine seems to be rather more complex…and with the duration that we were given…we cannot changed everything…most of the machine still retained their original parts, and we could only changed the power type that it used to suit our type of power that we used everyday….”. (Director Bar)

[The Heartless Machine] The violent tearing of his last human organ from the baseline of reality didn't make a sound, but the agonizing silence it left behind screamed louder than the collapse of a thousand empires. The golden thread connecting Dante’s digital consciousness to his biological heart snapped with a jagged, electric hiss. I watched, paralyzed, as the final remnant of his humanity dissolved into the white-hot furnace of the central master switch, swallowing his heartbeat to feed the insatiable hunger of the Spire.

"If I go down, I’m taking your 'Mother of Alphas' title with me. I want you to look into their eyes and see nothing but static!" ​The Machine’s Logic ​The automaton stepped through the smoke of the blown-out doorway. It was a terrifying fusion of the Vane-Security-Model-9 and the distorted consciousness of Alpha Vane. Its chest plate was translucent, revealing a miniature obsidian shard pulsing with a sickly amber light. The digital projection of Alpha’s face on its visor was flickering, his features stretching and warping like melting wax.

“That’ s no surprise since he and Ginny are working with that evil bastard.” “What?” Machine asked as he looked at them. “Don’t believe me?” Bridgette asked. “Here. See for yourself.” Machine’s face showed confusion when she opened a laptop. On the screen were pictures of Lucifer, Digger, and Ginny meeting up at Lucifer’s house or going to various locations. He scrolled through the pictures with wide eyes. His face became more and more pale the longer he looked. “I don’t believe this... “ He whispered, looking back up at them.

The loss to Smith can't meet his expectations at all. "it's impossible. The problem must be your medicine. Even if the medicine is OK, there must be something wrong with the machine." Allen Peterson looked at Tommy Li excitedly not far away and smiled in his heart: "it's impossible. What's wrong with the machine? How can there be rotten things in it?" Tommy Li snorted coldly: "it's a machine developed. The space inside is not small. Why can't you put a dead cat and a dead dog in it?"

"I am going to pretend you did not say that." "Pretend all you want. I have witnesses." I gestured toward the empty arcade. "All of these machines are witnesses. They saw you crash." "The machines do not have eyes." "They have screens. They saw everything." Mariano shook his head and walked toward the next game. It was a shooting game. A giant screen with plastic guns attached to the console. Zombies were crawling across the screen in the demo mode. "Zombies," he said. "I can handle zombies."

sabi nya sa akin Sunod na nilaro namin ay claw machine churvanes. Again, sya lang nag laro dahil hindi ako marunong non, matatalo lang ako agad. Sayang lang "What do you want?" Tanong nya sa akin nung nasa hall kami na puro claw machine lang Kuminang mata ko nung makakita ako ng Doreamon sa loob ng machine "Doon tayo" turo ko sa pwesto na iyon Nilingon nya ako, "You want that Doreamon stuff toy huh"

The machine staggered, its gears whining in a high-pitched mechanical protest. But then, the translucent tubes on its chassis pulsed. The black fluid rushed into the arm with a wet, thumping rhythm. The Devourer snatched Viggo out of the air. The hydraulic claw closed around his waist. "Viggo!" My stomach twisted into a hard knot. I felt the air leave my lungs. The machine lifted him. Viggo thrashed. I heard the blunt thud-thud-thud of his fists beating against the metal. He kicked at the glass sphere.

The Ghost in the Machine The interior of the Audit Tier was a labyrinth of shadows. The elevators were dead, so I climbed the service stairs—thirty flights of grueling, physical labor that left my lungs burning. When I finally reached the floor with the light, I found the door to the Central Archive standing open. The room was filled with a soft, pulsing violet glow. It wasn't the Auditor; the great, multi-eyed machine was still dark and silent in the corner. The light was coming from a single, ancient workstation—the one Elias had called the "Seed Terminal."