Candlemon & Mirko Dubrinic 

Candlemon a soutenu l'introduction humaine comme Katya, jusqu'à présent il a supposé que tous les humains ressembleraient à Mirko, une horde de Mirkos. Now il savait mieux, les humains sont venus dans les variations. Il aimait un peu mieux l'idée d'une horde de Mirko. Surtout s'ils avaient tous des bonbons de caramel à partager avec lui.
"J'allais à l'école. Il y avait une forte lumière avant que je n'arrive. J'ai aussi été dehors pendant un moment." Mirko a expliqué à Katya, à son commentaire sur le digimon qui était avec elle, il a gâché. Se trouvant vraiment chanceux que Candlemon ait été très utile... après qu'ils aient éclairci le malentendu à propos de se faire manger. En regardant Monodramon sauter pour se présenter.
"C'est parce que je ne suis pas de ce secteur à l'origine. J'étais sur une recherche de digimon amical." Son ami digimon a répondu au digimon violet, mais soudain ils se taisent. D'abord Monodramon a commencé à regarder autour et puis la flamme de Candlemon a commencé à tourner autour de ses yeux se concentrant sur quelque chose. Alors que le corps de cire était complètement le visage sur elle obtenir une expression plus inquiet.
"C'est mauvais pour toi."Son ami a parlé et Mirko s'est approché de Katya." On ne vous a pas dit qu'il y avait une guerre, ou? "  Il lui a expliqué rapidement. « L'armée exécutera toute personne qui s'associe ou qui est humaine. Nous devons donc cacher cela." Alors qu'il prononçait ces mots en anglais, sa voix s'alourdissait avec l'accent. Presque comme s'il les croyait à peine lui-même. Pourtant, il savait qu'ils devaient être vrais, car son ami ne mentait pas à propos d'une telle chose pour lui.
Que quelque chose au loin déracine les arbres, Mirko pouvait voir les sommets de l'arbre osciller et tomber. À des moments plus petits, des troncs d'arbres étaient même jetés vers le haut. Il s'est demandé à quel point ce digimon, il a supposé qu'il devait être un digimon tout ici était un, devait être. Il a entendu Candlemon demander à Monodramon. "Hé, que de l'autre côté de l'étang... quel digimon est à côté de ce Renamon?" 
Mirko regarda alors et s'est assuré qu'il y avait deux formes, l'une était jaune vif, l'autre ressemblait à un adolescent, pensait qu'il ne pouvait pas être trop sûr. Il s'est souvenu qu'ils venaient de la direction Candlemon a dit qu'ils devaient éviter. Il y avait un humain en difficulté dans cette direction, n'est-ce pas? "Pouvons-nous les aider?"
Gender: Male
Age: 11
Country of Origin: Hungary
Personality:
Mirko has a upbeat and a happy personality. He is an active boy and any free moment that his parents allow him, he gladly spends playing football with his friends from the club.
He dreams of becoming a professional player or a couch when he grows up. Mirko appears confident and stubborn, but not to a point of no compromise. When he is faced with someone as stubborn as himself or more he would stop and realize that sometimes giving in is the right choose.
Backstory: His mother a successful programer with ambitions to reach for the stars. His father is a comedian and actor mostly working on television productions. His parents appear as opposites, but they balance each other out.
Mirko never felt short on anything. From when he was little his mother gave him lot of her attention. And that increased when she discovered he was good with numbers and math. She started to teach him. Telling him how a stable career path is the most important thing to strive for. He would have been annoyed and maybe even hated his goal oriented mother for all the extra homework she gave him, if it wasnt for his dad. His father would tell his mom to slow down and take things easy. To simply leave their boy be just that a boy.
Mirko has often heard his father say to just chase after his dream whatever he feels like it to be at the moment. Encouraging his boy to try things out and figure for himself if that is his dream job or not. It was in after he tried a basketball club that his attention was caught by a football club. He liked sport but something just pulled him more into the sport on the open green field. He got into the club and now he is training for over three years.
The deal with his mother was to keep grades high, especially his math related subjects, just in case he does need something more stable in his future. In return she would let him play sport to his heart contest and atempt to become a professional.
Skills: Athletics
* thanks to his football club he has to keep in shape.
Good runner
* Again thanks to his football club he has trained to run fast and long. He as well enjoys it.
Good with numbers and math
* Thanks to his mother nearly daily teaching him and giving him problems to solve.
Can repair smaller problems in technology.
* Has watched his mother fix things around the house and generally go by the motto do it yourself.
Other: Failing history
Dislikes to be cooped inside for longer than one day and that is usual a lazy sunday.
Is easily getting nightmares from horror movies.
Enjoys the rain and watching his father in tv series.
Digimon Partner Candlemon
Primary Form: Rookie
In-Training (Baby) Form:DemiMeramon
Rookie (Child) Form:Candlemon
Champion (Adult) Form:Wizardmon
Ultimate (Perfect) Form: Phantomon
Mega (Ultimate) Form: MetalPhantomon
Other Forms: /
Apparent Gender: Masculine
Personality: Candlemon is a fun loving and bit of mischievous digimon. He enjoys to play the occasional prank on his friends. He has yet to learn exactly what is too much. In some situations that he went and over did it, he felt guilty for cause unintentional problems. He attempts to fix the mess he made especially if it was to someone he consider a friend. Even when they are angry at him or tell him they dont want to be friends with him.