This story is going on hiatus for a bit until I can figure out what to do with it. This story is in no release order. Just going by what gets finished first.
"Thus, the universe was crushed in the hands of Galeem," the female narrator continued. "Those who fought were devoured, while the others lost their bodies and became spirits. The world had been given a new restart, with only one survivor."
As if on cue, a shooting star began to fall from the sky, with a pink puffball clinging onto it. The star eventually crashed onto the ground, shattering instantly. Kirby layed on the ground for a few seconds before slowly getting up as looking around at his surroundings. He was on a small grassy plain, with bright clouds covering the rest of the lands, limiting his view of the nearby areas. In the sky, Kirby could see the distant image of Galeem, far away in the distance.
"A star of hope twinkles faintly as the dust settles on the new world." the narrator said before music kicked back in, as she began to sing.
"Colors weave into a spire of flame!
Distant sparks call to a past still unnamed!
Bear this torch against the cold of the night!
Search the souls and reawaken the undying light!"
As Kirby continued to look around, a light suddenly shines on the other side of the stage. There stode Mario, chained up and surrounded by darkness. While the song continues, a beam of light started to pour onto him, causing him to glow. After a few seconds, the brightness subsided and Mario's eyelids suddenly shot open, revealing his eyes to be bright red.
"On that day, when the sky fell away,
Our world came to an end.
In our eyes did a fading sun rise,
In the dark, glimmering shadows!
Silence grows, in the spaces between,
Stretching out beyond time.
Rising up, as a chorus of souls finds a voice,
Flickering through the void!
These little sparks cling on to life.
Everyone caught in the struggle!
And then the storms of change, they fan the flames,
Scattering ashes to the wind!"
Kirby, courage flowing through his small round body, eventually began to travel through the clouds, which slowly fade away to reveal a dirt path.
"Every soul contains a whisper of light!
Gleaming faintly as it dwindles from sight!
No escape, no greater fate to be made!
In the end, the chains of time will not break!
Colors weave into a spire of flame!
Distant sparks call to a past still unnamed!
Bear this torch against the cold of the night!
Search the souls and reawaken the undying light!"
Spirits slowly begin to reveal themselves to Kirby, coming out from the clouds. There were some he recognized, and some he didn't. He actually thought about inhaling one just to see what would happen, but decided against it.
"As fate spins a thread without end,
New life draws its first breath!
Blossoming in a soil reclaimed from the past,
Where destiny holds fast!
Here where we stand, hand clenched in hand,
Everyone caught in the struggle.
This is the day we finally find our way,
Stepping into our tomorrow!"
"Every soul contains a whisper of light!
Growing louder as it calls to unite!
From the distance sings a chorus of souls!
Rising slowly, stirring heat from the coals!
Colors weave into a spire of flame!
Distant sparks call to a past still unnamed!
Bear this torch against the cold of the night!
Light will guide you on your way to the ultimate fight!"
The more spirits that formed around Kirby, the more determined he became. He knew that the world now rested in his hands, and he had to do something about it. What it was, he honestly wasn't sure.
"Every soul contains a whisper of light!
Growing louder as it calls to unite!
From the distance sings a chorus of souls!
Rising slowly, stirring heat from the coals!
Colors weave into a spire of flame!
Distant sparks call to a past still unnamed!
Bear this torch against the cold of the night!
Light will guide you on your way to the ultimate fight!"