On a calm winter night, a small figure was sitting in the darkness of his bedroom, a pink chenille blanket tightly wrapped around his small body and a tape recorder in his stubby hand. As the moon shone a single silvery pillar of light into his room, he switched the tape recorder on, and pressed the red Record button. He took a deep breath, and began to speak:
Its been six years
Six long years since the most horrific events at Smash Manor occurred
And yet, I still feel like Im next
Im Kirby, a pink puffball who lives in distant Dreamland on Planet Popstar. I am the lone survivor of the massacre known as 37: The Smash Manor Murders.
It was the massacre that snatched away all my friends
The massacre that leaves me in fear to this day
The massacre that, under Nintendo Law, should never ever be spoken of
Ive kept it locked up inside for the longest time
but I wont feel safe until I know someone else has heard it
has felt it
has knowledge of what happened so long ago that is was deemed the worst crime since the Great Imprisoning War of Ancient Hyrule
So here goes
There was a tournament in Smash Town called Super Smash Brothers Brawl. All of the elite fighters of Nintendo World were invited to compete in the contest for a chance to test our skills, make new friends, and win glory for our homelands
There were people from Hyrule to Tellius
From Angel Land to the Mushroom Kingdom
even as far away as Planet Zebes and Lylat System
I was one of the 37 contestants. I was there to represent Planet Popstar along with my best rival, Meta Knight, and Dreamlands self-proclaimed royalty, King Dedede.
Id even made a few friends there. But there were six people who had not only found friends, but love there as well
Link and Peach, Pit and Nana, and Snake and Samus.
They were so happy together
Very rarely seen apart. They had made their own little tight-knit clique, but despite that, they were kind to everyone in the mansion
Always willing to help out whenever possible
So when Master Hand announced that he needed three volunteers to help him test some new performance enhancers called Final Smashes, Link, Pit, and Peach immediately volunteered to do the experiment.
Secretly, I was scared for their lives since the enhancers hadnt been approved by the Smash Committtee, yet Master Hand assured us that they were safe to be tested.
Luckily, I heard that the experiment was a success, but there were still side-effects
But my three friends came to me afterwards and confided in me that something weird happened in the lab during the procedure
A year after that, Master Hand was suddenly found dead in his office. There was no explanation for his death. No evidence, no motive, no nothing as to clue us in of what actually happened to him. But nonetheless, everyone in the manor was under suspicious
And thats when the horror began














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