The Mark Of The Quartered Circle
By Thanos6
Hello everyone. I'm Thanos6. Some of you may recognize me as the author of the ongoing "Royalty Series" of Dragonball fanfics. A few of you may be reading my original superhero story "The Reformers." Well, I've decided to try my hand at writing a Super Smash Bros. Melee story.
This begins as your typical 'origin' story, explaining how and why the Master Hand recruited the fighters that it did. Later on, however, it will branch out, and our heroes and villains will meet warriors from different games and do battle with them. Suggestions are always open. And at all times, my tongue will be planted firmly in my cheek.
Some notes: I am using the Link and Zelda who appeared in the original two NES games, who are the descendents of the others. Also, as I have not played "Earthbound," "Ice Climbers," or the Fire Emblem series, please excuse me for any mistakes I may make regarding those games.
I hope you enjoy.
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Behold, if you will, Null.
It cannot be Void, for that implies it once had value. It cannot be Abyss, for that implies something was once there. It can be only Null. It is not anything and never was anything and never will be anything.
Unless.
There is always an unless. Even out here, where there is no order and chaos has not found its way yet, there is an unless. Here, where strange nameless energies fluctuate not quite randomly, but neither in a pattern, there is an unless.
There never will be anything…unless there is.
They were not there an instant ago, and they may not be there an instant from now, but there they are. Two large shapes that looked exactly like two hands, wearing white gloves. In this place-that-was-not-a-place, where before there were no solid objects, now there were two.
More accurately, two living beings. Two beings with minds and souls, formed from wild probability and weird forces. With whatever senses they possessed, they perceived the Null. One could not stand what it felt and fled into the reaches of the Null, its mind forever twisted by what it had sensed.
Its sibling seemed to be made of sterner stuff. Resisting the corrupting effects, it instead conquered them. It harnessed the unknown powers and became the master of the Null. For how long it stayed there alone is unknown; it could have been microseconds or millennia. What is known is that eventually, even with its immense powers, it became bored.
Turning its senses outside the Null, it discovered transfinite other continuums, continuums in which life was not the exception but the norm. And it became curious about those it took to be great warriors.
It became fixated on one idea: battle. And it began to plan…
By Thanos6
Hello everyone. I'm Thanos6. Some of you may recognize me as the author of the ongoing "Royalty Series" of Dragonball fanfics. A few of you may be reading my original superhero story "The Reformers." Well, I've decided to try my hand at writing a Super Smash Bros. Melee story.
This begins as your typical 'origin' story, explaining how and why the Master Hand recruited the fighters that it did. Later on, however, it will branch out, and our heroes and villains will meet warriors from different games and do battle with them. Suggestions are always open. And at all times, my tongue will be planted firmly in my cheek.
Some notes: I am using the Link and Zelda who appeared in the original two NES games, who are the descendents of the others. Also, as I have not played "Earthbound," "Ice Climbers," or the Fire Emblem series, please excuse me for any mistakes I may make regarding those games.
I hope you enjoy.
***
Behold, if you will, Null.
It cannot be Void, for that implies it once had value. It cannot be Abyss, for that implies something was once there. It can be only Null. It is not anything and never was anything and never will be anything.
Unless.
There is always an unless. Even out here, where there is no order and chaos has not found its way yet, there is an unless. Here, where strange nameless energies fluctuate not quite randomly, but neither in a pattern, there is an unless.
There never will be anything…unless there is.
They were not there an instant ago, and they may not be there an instant from now, but there they are. Two large shapes that looked exactly like two hands, wearing white gloves. In this place-that-was-not-a-place, where before there were no solid objects, now there were two.
More accurately, two living beings. Two beings with minds and souls, formed from wild probability and weird forces. With whatever senses they possessed, they perceived the Null. One could not stand what it felt and fled into the reaches of the Null, its mind forever twisted by what it had sensed.
Its sibling seemed to be made of sterner stuff. Resisting the corrupting effects, it instead conquered them. It harnessed the unknown powers and became the master of the Null. For how long it stayed there alone is unknown; it could have been microseconds or millennia. What is known is that eventually, even with its immense powers, it became bored.
Turning its senses outside the Null, it discovered transfinite other continuums, continuums in which life was not the exception but the norm. And it became curious about those it took to be great warriors.
It became fixated on one idea: battle. And it began to plan…