"You've done well to make it this far Roy."
"Why the fuck am I a dragon right now."
"But your efforts will get you no further!"
"NO, REALLY. WHY THE FUCK AM I A DRAGON?"

The redheaded prince looks at his short and scaley arms. It's mostly red scales but the shining ones that pierce darkness by giving him an outline of sorts are a frosty blue. He's a fucking Manakete. Thanks Ninian.

"Well, to pass the final barrier back there you had to ditch Young Link and before that you dropped PT or as you also know him Redliph-"
"Shut the fuck up Sakurai."
"Hey, this is rated PG!"
"Isn't some of the DLC rated T for intense booty? Also how the fuck are you talking flawless english?"
"Plot."
"Ah."

Roy the Manakete and Sakurai the god himself stare at each other for a while.

"Speaking of the plot, how am I even at the final boss when we didn't even beat Peach?" Roy tilts his head to the left, giving the creator himself a glare more confused than angry or anything of the sort.

"Well, you did indeed fight Peach, in fact Wolf crashed his Landmaster through the wall and then the small Links came with Villager and Peach was quickly turned into fertiliser after that. Then you-"

Roy sighs. "I...I don't remember doing that. I don't care about the journey here since I didn't actually do it. So, please tell me why-"

"I think I can exprain that."

"Who the hell is that and what is he doing here." Sakurai turns to look at the black sheep in the room: A shortish man with black hair dressed in formal white attire, akin to a Japanese school uniform in a few ways.
"Oh, the writer got too much into some anime shit I hear." Roy answers.

"You've unfortunatery been...discontinued. The writer tried her hardest murtiple times to continue it, but no one was interested. She can't end it on a criffhanger now can she?"

Roy and Sakurai look at the mysterious figure with a ridiculous Japanese accent before looking at each other.

"In other words, this is the finar boss. Roy was meant to fight Masahiro as a dragon while the party - arr herd back at barriers earrier down the path to here - chanted support to strengthen him. Speaking of his dragon form, the group armost gets captured by Ruigi but Roy knocks him out after Marth gives him a dragon stone."

"...so does that mean I can like, eat him or what's the deal here?" Roy asks, pointing at Sakurai.
"I would not appreciate that..." Sakura says with a bit of a sigh.

"I can handre this." The man pulls out a tablet of sorts and starts typing away by having his right hand just about spaz all over the keys. "Input Command: Credithax." And with that, a soft smile grows on his face his face. "See you gentremen."

Suddenly, a flash of light.

Roy is now back in his human form and Sakurai lays on the ground, the glow of the gods he had before is now very dim. "You have...defeated me. What do you wish to do with me now that I am like this?"
"...I want a shot back in smash as DLC. And do the same to my friends as well! That's my request."

Sakurai lifts his head up to look at Roy. "...sounds fair. Except for your friends thing."

"What do you mean?"

Sakurai laughs as he pulls himself up to his knees. "Why would I port over existing movesets? Making new ones entirely from scratch is so much easier. Besides, I'm certain I can do a better job with the new lord than I did with you..."

"New lord?" Roy seems annoyed, confused and scared all at the same time.

From the shadows walks forward some sort of FE-looking thing that seems to be wearing nonsensical skin-tight clothing that makes them look like a model for Zebra monthly. Their feet are bare - most likely wanting to attract foot fetishests - eyes are red, hair is a dirty white and their ears are pointed.

"This is Corrin or as the weebs call them Kamui, the half dragon thing half human lord of Fates, the new fire emblem game. I didn't have much reason for putting them in aside for a more successful marketing ploy than you were." Sakura introduces.

"SO VETERANS WITH A BUNCH OF MOVESET POTENTIAL LIKE ANNA AND TIKI GET SHAFTED FOR THIS FUCKING SCUM?" Roy suddenly yells.
"You know what I am feeling incredibly attacked right now." Tiki suddenly appears to complain. "I wait thousands of years and then this...thing gets in before me just because they use both a sword and dragonstones?"
"I think we need an axe wielder around these parts..." Hector suddenly comes in.
"Oh for the love of Naga..." Roy burries his face in his hands as more and more requested fire emblem characters fill the room.

Back at the mansion, there was supposed to be a celebration but that was cut from the final draft.

Roy lays on his bed in his new room and sighs to himself.

"Ah, there you are Roy..." Marth opens the door, holding a plate of cake in one hand. "Everyone's eating cake now that we've agreed to keep all smash characters living here despite the current roster. This is all thanks to you!" Hums, walking up to the bed.
Roy doesn't reply, nor roll over to look at Marth.
Marth takes initiative and walks around the bed and takes a seat. "What's wrong?"

"...nothing...being a dragon and beating the shit out of the creator just makes one tired...y'know?"

Marth ruffles Roy's hair which makes a smile sneak onto Roy's face. He places the plate of cake on Roy's bedside table and gets up. "Well then, you get some rest. Feel free to join us in the gaming room once you're energised." With a gentle wave, Marth leaves the room.

Roy yawns and closes his eyes.

The end.

Or is it?

"How are we alive?"
"Didn't we die in chapter 1?"
"Roy decapitated me if I remember correctly."
"Stop speaking english."
"Sorry. Pichu! Pi pi!"
"Does this mean we get a spinoff?"
"...Maybe."
"Pi."
"Lol IDK."