The children had touched over the third chapter's page. The picture had no long showed hands but now creatures not just human, but familiar others as well. Why did Ness feel such a pain in his heart seeing it? He shook his head, it was nothing but a story book. Even so, he had that sinking feeling the moment everybody picked the book up. It scared him that something so innocent could...

"Hello everybody, what are you doing?" Shulk had asked.

The children had looked up from their spot reading to see Shulk, Robin, and oddly enough Little Mac. Each carried a few books to themselves as they stared down at their picture book.

"We're reading a story book we found!" Lucas said. "It's really interesting! You should read it with us!"

No! Ness wanted to send him that message telepathically but was too afraid to do so. The book was getting him on edge and he surely didn't want to show Lucas or anybody else that.

"It does look interesting," Shulk said as he sat with the children.

"Are you going to join them? What about training?" Robin asked.

"We can always train later. This book however, seems interesting. Look at the picture shown here of creatures alongside humans and the background. It seems somewhat primitive but also eerily familiar. It's... begging for me to read it," Shulk said.

With that Little Mac sat down as well, beside Shulk.

"You too Little Mac?" Robin asked. He sighed. "Alright, I guess I shall join you."

He had sat with them, Popo and Nana immediately going over to Robin's sides.

"Oh Shulk! Read this chapter!" Lucas said. "Read it!"

Lucas don't! Ness had yelled internally to himself. But already had Lucas taken the book at handed it to Shulk. The book now laid on top of his lap, Lucas laying on his arm. He had read.

The ideas of Matriona and Cristola had taken affect on the first world they decided to reinvent, a world they called Earth. With that Matriona and those who followed him had created very small bacteria, capable of thinking. Those that followed Cristola had went and created the plants and forests of the Earth. That was what they had decided upon, the way they worked and the way they were made to be seen.

When all that was done and the world was filled with all of their designs one thing they had pondered on was themselves. Can they change the way they themselves looked? What else could they do with their lives? Was waiting their only option? All of them, especially Matriona had wondered this.

Do I have the ability? Matriona wondered. If I could created this world to be secure and the beings that will soon emerge from it then can I change myself?

He begun thinking of what he would like to be. A player with a supposed build of six inches six centimeters. He would have his hair to be black like the night sky and white like the way the stars were when seen far enough. Black and white... as opposite as he and Cristola. He continued to think this, of the way he would look as a player. The way he would move around the world with his ability to maintain gravity, the way he thought and let out his thoughts through complex work of the mind, the way he would create things with his hands.

For days and days he would lay around in the dense forests wondering what he would be like or rather, what the players would create. Would they be marvelous beings of genius and design or would they be, as he predicted when Cristola had told him his idea, overly dependent on those who had so called created him? He hoped for it to not be that way, otherwise all their work were to be in vain.

"Brother... brother..." a faint voice called to him. Matriona looked around.

"Oh hello Cristola. What is it?" Matriona asked. Why was Cristola here? Wasn't he busy 'guiding' his creations?

"Brother... It's about um... how the beings would look like," Cristola asked.

"Oh that. I have told you all before, they will all evolve into different beings with different purposes, different strengths and weaknesses, different capabilities. This all depends on every factor this world will give them. When years pass by you'll see," Matriona said. "For now be patient."

"Brother..." Cristola said. There was something that urked Matriona so at Cristola. "... Alright."

"If that is all then leave to your duties, you're ideas cannot be proven right otherwise," Matriona said as he shooed him away.

"Yes brother," Cristola said, then floated away.

When he was out of his sight completely Matriona sighed.

"Finally, I hate dealing with him," Matriona said to himself.

He had looked upon the skies, where was he? He couldn't remember what he was thinking of. Curses, he would have to hope he would remember again.

...

Shulk stopped read.

"Shulk?" Lucas asked.

"Are you okay?" Robin asked.

Shulk had remained completely still for a few moments, then looked around.

"Oh yeah, fine. Just... let me read the story some more. Okay?" Shulk said.

He had continued off where he stopped.

...

Matriona had thought of many other things but still could not remember what he was thinking of earlier. In anger he had slept.

When he had woken up the very next day he couldn't help but feel an odd sensation below him. It was ragged and cold, with was odd since he's floating on air. Wait... was he?

He looked over to his side. He saw the ground at a low level than rather at a mid level as he normally did. He had gone to feel the ground, only to realize that a hand had touched the ground. He gasped.

He felt his entire person. His arms, his legs, his chest. He was a player now! He couldn't believe it! He was actually a player like he had wanted to be! He actually did it! He stood upon his two feet, somewhat wobbly, and cheered. His functions were working exactly how he imagined them to work!

"B-brother...!"

He had turned his body around. There he saw Cristola shivering and grow pale at the sight of him.

...

"How... strange..." Robin said. "Are you sure this is a children's book?"

All the children nodded.

"We found it hidden among the children's books," Mega Man said.

"I ended up getting it!" Villager said as he raised his hand.

"It should be a kid's book! Look at it, it has pictures!" Bowser Jr. said.

"Perhaps..." Robin said. "Shall we... keep reading?"

Shulk remained quiet for a few seconds. He nodded.

"Yeah let's keep reading," Shulk said.

Odd... There's something truly off with this. The book must have been hidden high up if the Villager had to get it. But why would a children's book be like this? The story itself is odd and why are the Homs called 'players'? Who is the author and illustrator of this book? And...

He scanned all the children.

What's wrong with Ness?

He had kept these questions in his head but unknowingly Ness read his mind. With keen interest, Shulk had turned the page.

"Chapter Four, Unrelenting War."

...

AN: Hope you liked it! Yes I imagine a three way friendship between Shulk, Little Mac, and Robin. Ever since Out Smasher I've been shipping Little Mac x Robin, Shulk x Robin is a given, and Shulk and Little Mac are an interesting couple to me.

Have any concerns or anything like that? Then tell me! I'll be sure to reply

By the way, am I the only one who can't submit documents? I only posted this because I edited another document