"He's dead. That means I won, right?"

The ogre digimon's head was still thick with thoughts of those wusses, really, it was bad enough he had stayed for the picture, it was just too sentimental.

Still... ultimately, it was Metal Etemon that bugged him. "Why should he get to kill Leomon? I was his rival, but I couldn't even avenge him." He spoke those odd words firmly, though they must have sounded weird.

"Well if that's your only purpose in life, what would you do if you actually won?" Mimi's question, with the dark masters gone, with a world bereft of Leomon, though sadly not by his own hand -- it seemed all the more to ponder.

He turned back towards the village of beginnings, relieved he was out of Kentarumon's sight. But the egg, amidst the multitudes, Botamon and Punimon as far as the eye could see – it would've been impossible even if he actually knew the lion's baby form. And if his thought-eternal rival did come back, it wasn't like their old rivalry would return, would the new Leomon even take up the sword?

No, he was gone. And good though vacations would be -- in the rebuilding digital world, cruises really weren't all that nice this time of year.

"You've got to have more of a purpose in life than to just defeat Leomon."

But for all the ogre thought of it, in this peaceful digital world, he just couldn't find one. He took out his bone-club, considered falling on it, and then threw it across the horizon.

In this new digital era, he wouldn't be needing it anymore. Though somehow, for the first time, he thought his world might be needing him... for now, it looked like Elecmon could really use a bit of help.