Jason Zimmerman was just an average kid with below average looks. The one day his life changed. He saw this amazing girl with short blue hair. He looked at her constantly , at the way she moved , at the way she walked. He was entranced by her presence. It was due to her strength that he became Mew2king. His name was known throughout the world as a legend. He played Melee constantly and became the king he had always desired. Yet something was missing.

He went the days searching for that something. But nothing pleased him. All he had left was Smash and eventually lost that too. He wanted to find his blue haired queen but she was nowhere to be found. His room became vacant his trophies gone and his blue haired queen was gone. Finally , he decided to start anew. Jason turned on his crt for old times sake and there she was. His pride and joy , she embodied his inner strength.

"I am Marth" she said , followed by random japanese.

"I am Jason , I have been and forever will be your lover"

"I am a guy"

"Oh.." – Jason realized the mistake he had made for over 10 years. The love of his life was a guy. They were simply meant only to be friends. Whatever passion he had was gone and his face turned red with anger.

"Why didn't you tell me sooner , with that Tiara anyone would have made that mistake!"

"I am only part of this videogame , Jason , I will always be with you no matter what"

The CRT slowly started to disappear leaving only Jason and his thoughts. Jason no longer had Marth , all he had left was his gamecube controller , the best gamecube controller. The pain of his actions slowly started to come to him. He had lost everything. He flailed his arms wildly in rage.

Mew2King finally woke up. It was all a dream. Marth wasn't a girl and she wasn't gone. He could finally have his blue haired queen. He opened his eyes to be met by a red glove. Someone said "Falconn Punch" and darkness enveloped his mind. What was left of Mew2king no one knows. Some say his ghost is still playing Smash Bros Melee on Twitch. Others say that he is gone for good. But I believe Mew2King can save the world.

After M2k's disappearance , the Melee scene started to fall apart. Everyone started playing Brawl , some even went to league of legends. Many thought the end of Melee was near but I still had hope. One day , the king would return. One day he would come to change the world. Every day I sat there , waiting for him.

My name is PBJ. For years I have supported the resistance movement against the Brawl elitists but the casuals have taken over. Tournaments have been going on for days and people are starting to lose faith in the Smash community. So I decided to find a new avenue for my ambitions , an up and coming gaming site called Twitch. I called it Smash Studios.

People ignored the Melee scene completely , the release of Brawl had cleaved the community in half. I decided to start small and wait it out. First 10 people viewed , then 20 , then 50 in a couple of years I gained a dedicated fanbase. After Brawls release and acceptance , many did not know the ways of Melee. They needed a Melee Master to guide them. I accepted the role they had thrust upon me and it was apparent that I was to become Melee's savior. Every week more and more Melee players started to play.

Melee was back but something was missing. Where was M2k. M2K invented this game , he changed it from a casual game to a game with depth and complexity. I had always hoped that when Melee was revived , M2K would return. No , he wasn't gone. He couldn't be gone. I had to be the one to find him. I realized then that Melee wasn't truly revived. Melee would never be revived until the King had returned.

I knew exactly how to get him back. Tournaments. He loved going to tournaments , well mostly because he won all of them. So I set up a tournament that he could go to. I called it , Revival of Melee. A tournament filled with the best of the best , some even beat the king himself. With all those strong players , M2K would naturally be attracted to it. The tournament went and people played and M2K was never seen.

Revival of Melee 2 , 3 ,4 ,5 happened with no sightings of the king. The tournament goers started to dwindle from 100 to 20. Melee was on its death ropes. I went out to the final Melee tournament of the year. It was 2013 , the year that was probably going to be marked the death of Melee. After 7 years of waiting , I finally gave up. Then it happened. I saw a flash of Blonde Hair and M2K stood before me with a blonde beard attached to his face.

"Are you sure , do you really want this to be it?"

"Jason , how … why… Come back DAMNIT"

"You and I both know that isn't possible."

"You have achieved the impossible before and you can do it again!"

"There might be a way , a way to bring me back. You must get Melee to EVO."

"That's impossible , no one knows it."

"Just entertain the possibility. Of course , since you listened , I'll tell you a secret.

I am Alive".

I woke up from my … dream. Maybe it was just my mind giving me false hope. M2K was the key to bringing Melee back. Melee needs a hero , Someone who will be the face of Smash. While I am good my lack of wins makes me far inferior to M2K. I'm fine with being in the sidelines. Dream or not , for the future of Melee I must go on. My task is clear now. I WILL bring Melee to Evo even if it kills me. For M2K , For Melee , for the WORLD.