Group A began traveling down the bridge made out of roots, each one of their fighters trying to keep their balance. Once they got to the end, their feet began crunching with the sound of snow. Mario and Zero Suit Samus looked around and saw nothing but a dystopian city. Buildings and skyscrapers stood tall in ruin, their windows shattered and dead plants rotting in abandoned parks. Human skeletons were rather common in the crumbled streets, some cryogenically frozen while others burned as though a pyromaniac was present before. Billboards littered with advertisements laid broken on the sidewalks, and parts of futuristic vehicles littered what once were beautiful gardens. Bronze statues of men dressed in clothing from the 1800's or animals rusted from the snow and corroded from the bird droppings permanently stuck to them.
As the Smashers walked through this barren landscape, Ness found something inside the arms of a little girl's corpse, which was decaying slowly because of the frost coating her skin. When the black-haired PSI boy gently opened them up, he found a doll the size of his hand. He noticed the doll survived with one of its button eyes missing due to the burn marks on the fabric. Ness looked at Kirby, who was starting to become terrified of this new place. This troubled the pink puffball greatly as he looked across the city in ruins. Twenty years ago, he was just an ordinary, run-of-the-mill superhero fighting a strange god imprisoned on a planet. Now he had lost almost all of his friends in the middle of a full-blown war where one side takes over for five years. He took the doll out of Ness' hands, starting to feel sorry about what happened to these people, especially the murder spree of thousands upon millions of children that didn't even survive past infancy from the threat that is Dharkon.
"We can make it through this," Ness told Kirby as the pink puffball hugged the doll, tears dripping down his face. "We won't suffer like those poor souls did…"
The team continued walking through the desolated utopian, their footsteps marking prints in the snow. Because this was Draxia, they paid no attention to a team of Primids scuttling through the skyscrapers up high. The Duck Hunt dog suddenly heard the faint sound of glass breaking and perked his droopy ears up, and the duck member of the team noticed the sounds too.
"What is it, guys?" Fox asked, walking over to Duck Hunt. The Star Fox leader then started picking up familiar scents… a smell that stayed behind even after five years of hibernation. Once he recognized the aroma, Fox suddenly heard light rumbling underneath his feet. He quickly grabbed both the duck and the dog by their necks and ran back with them towards the group. Just where Fox and Duck Hunt stood emerged the thorny vines of Flowey.
All of the fighters in the group turned around and saw the demon flower glaring at them soullessly, licking his own lips of the brine they leaked. All types of Primids broke out of the windows from the skyscrapers and surrounded the team, with the Incineroar Primary right in front of Flowey.
"You… You sent me to this hellish place!" Flowey snarled, his stem bulging with different infant limbs. More vines emerged from the back of his head, changing drastically. "Because of you, I was banished like the others! The way you convinced the guys that worked for Galeem to change isn't gonna work on me! Now I know my true place here in Draxia! Dharkon has given me a strength I had before! You and the Primids better keep them company while I transform, Zavok!"
"With pleasure," the Incineroar Primary responded. Inside the body of the Pokémon was the Spirit of a leader of the Deadly Six that resided in the Lost Hex found in Sonic's world: a Zeti known as Zavok. The many different types of Primids were just ready to attack, and the Incineroar Primary was popping the bones in his neck as he approached them.
"Okay, never mind," Flowey answered, sounding more demon-like. "I take care of these bitches while you feast on their flesh!" When the Smashers looked behind the Incineroar Primary and the Primid army, they became shocked with terror. What they saw was no longer the flower they had gotten used to. Because of the darkness fueling his powers, it was impossible to tell what was about to happen next after the transformation. The enormous creature standing before them had the face of a TV screen, rigged with wires and cables. Vines slithered around his elongated, swan-like stem, with flames ready to burst from the budding flowers and ninja stars spinning with the thorns at their centers. The most terrifying feature had to be the strange mouth at the center, which had four human-like eyes and a vertical mouth with goat's teeth and a bull's nostrils.
"̖̱̹̬̳͇̯Ǧ͕̝͐ͦ̃a͎̼z̽ë͚͇͙͈ͥ̎ͭ̆͋ ̮̅͛͂͒̚b̖̰͎̹̤̪̲ͦ͆̓̌ͨe̞͉̯̱̒͊̾ͅf̓͌̿̆͂ȯͯ̌ͮr͊̈̎ë̞͕͎̦́̅͊́͑ͯ͛ ̲̻̬͎̻͈̽̇t̩͈̊ͪh̻͛ȇ͎̹̙͙͈ͯ̔̂͂ ͍̇̇̽ͩ̈ͫ̏h̥̱̙̻̳ͪ̒͂oͨ̌͗ȑ͓̰̹͔r̯̯͑̑̄̆ͭo̯ͬͤͧ̉ͭr̭͖͖̩͈͓͆̀̀ͩ̈͛ ͦ͊t͇͙̘̤̖͓͍h͗ͯ̆ạ̙̩͑͒̏̓̀t̼̲̼͍͍͉ͣ̾ͯ̑̇̍̔ ̱͍̫̤̽̋ͣ̈́i̼̯̖̟̼͕̼ͥ̈́ͣs̩͈̝͕̱ͫͧ̽ ̟̩̈̽̉Ḁ͐͂̋̑̑̚s̫̗̦̦̰̫͌ͫ̈́̓̆̍ŕ̬̟̻͖̞͙͚̓̆̚i̠̼͈̅͋ͦ͌̍ͦe̬͙̘̪̰̟̫l̹̦̟͖͊ ̙̥̠̳̝̥ͬtͮ̏h̞̽͗̔̓̒ȅ̯ͩͭ͊ͣ̚ͅ ̤̻̻̗̜͓̾͆ͧͥ̾̏Ô̙̽͑̒̆͗̚m̜̙̺̩͍̔ͧ̀̿͑ͧe͉̼̹͓̣͓̔g͕̗̠̲a̫̪̻͉̮̥͊̓̒ͨ͌͋̈ ͕ͯ͛͊F̞̘̖͖͍̋͊͐̂̾l͔̻̗̥̮̮̝͊̅̽̈́̑o̫̔w̤͊ͬ̂̏̔̌e̻y̞̖͓̦͊ͅ,̈́ͭ̏ͤ̃̌ ̦̣̫̖͚͒ͯs̖̟̍͊͛͒̈́o͓̩̦͍͆̂͋̇̊̀̂ͅṉ̖ͅ ̘̥͒̊͒̔̃ͮo̯͇̦̖̿̔͋̚ͅf̯̯̉̎̌͌̆ͭ̽ ̯͈͕̱͉̐̊̆̊T͉̲a̰̦͓̭͐̇͑̎̚ǘ̿̾r͉̻̼̲̯̯̥̾͛ī̠͎͈ͮe̪ͧ͌l̹̂ͯ̂̍̔͊ ͨä̘̗̏̅̏̂͛̇n̘̝̺̥̫̎̿̿ͯ̿̆d̟̙̖̣͓͛ ͕̣̮̝͙̥͙̈́͆K͖̻̯̰͙̉̑̅̇̒ͯ̔ỉ̭n̩̩̞̻̱̯̉̐ͩ̍̊̚g͂͛ͫ̏ ͔̯̫̲̠͖̥̓͆̍A̮̺s̘̼̙̲̭͊ͦ̿ͦ͂ǧ̒̈ͮ̄͂ȏ͓̲̾̐̌ͦr͐ͤ̾̍ͮȅ̠̂̐!͓̩͎̝̫͇̐͐ͧ̽́͛"͓̳̲͕̜̲ͭ̈̃ the creature snarled. "̠̪͖̜̣̠͍ͬͪD̑͒̃̉ḫ̯̥̞̱̩͍̍͑ͮ̾̑͊̾a̙͓̤̳̻̹̝ͬṙ̙̚k̟̭͍̈́̆̓ͅo̤̹̓͑̍͒̑n͙̯͇'͖͊̌ͥ̈̌̒s̭̯̠̙̘͐͂̌ͤ ̬͕̳̣̤̘̽͛̍w̟͈͖͔̝ͤi̼̺͖̦̗͍̍ͦ̀ͤ̍͑̏l̞͈l̖̙̜̬̘̒͐͌̓̅̂̈ ̗͈͈̭̪͍̍̈͛ͪ͑̒s̙̺̪̗͈͗ͩh̪͖̥̬̮̠̊̆͌ͮͧͭ̾a̝̙̱̼͎̬̤̍̍̈́̈́͋̈l̯̙̮̳̻̭̓͊ͣ͊ͧ̏ͩl̪̹͖̑̑ͭ̑ ̼̼͐̏̀̃̑ͥb̥̗̩̟͕̜̑ͣ͐̈e̜̲͗̂̅͑̇ͫ ̝̺̼̺̜̹̎ͪ̅̓̍ͅd̜̗̼͈͉͈͛͂oͩͩͥ͊͛͑ͨn̘͇̫̯ͣ̾ͦͮe̜̲̥̝͖̺̮ͭ̒͌͂,͍͎ ̬͂͊̎̎͐̆ạ̫̈́̃nd͕̼̠̲́ ͈̠̬͇͚̖͍̑̈́̾̎̏͊ͧỷ̭̙̦̇ͦͧ͒͋ŏ̉̍ũ͊ͭ̎̔ ̜̪̪ͦ͌̓ͭ̐w̱̦̘̗̜̰̑ͤͮͅil͔̰̼̤̈́l͍͖̺̭̐̀̄̎ͅ ̹ͯ̈a͎̖̩̲͚̙ͭ͂ͬ͆̌̈́ͅl͉̈ͤl̰̬̦̠͉͉ͭͫ͂ ̖͊̓̑̉̌̆̊p̫͓͚̯̐́e̩͍͖̳̤̽̓͑ͩr͖̥̰͈̳̈́ͯ͊ͩ̚ͅiͬ̇̿ͣ͆̃s͎ͬ̀h̅̔͗̓ͧ͊ ̞̯͔̞͉ͫ͗͌u͉͈̮͙̥ndͧ̋̏er̪̼̱̳̦̩͔ͯ ͇̳͈̭̈h̞̩̪͚̜̰̬͗̄ͩȋ̫̠̳̪̥̉̈̃̚ͅs͕͉͊̐̓ͨ̍́̚ ͔̙̌ͫn̹̳͑̌̉à̹̹̃m̥͐͐̇̈́̏̔̚é͉!͔̪ͤ̆ͭ"͖̜̆̆̈́ͬͣ̚ After the monster flower mocked the fighters with his signature laughter straight from hell, the Primids and the Incineroar Primary pounced straight after the group.
The Incineroar Primary locked fists with Mario, trying to preform a sumo throw on the red plumber before he quickly jumped out of the way and kicked the captured fighter's face. Fox teamed up with Pit and quickly pulled out their reflectors to send projectiles back at the Scope Primids that fired their weapons. Zero Suit Samus used her Plasma Whip against the incoming Metal Primids and Fire Primids. Joker pulled off his mask and fought alongside his Persona Arsene against the Giant Primids that were knocking down a few smaller skyscrapers.
The Omega Flowey simply sat in place doing nothing as the large team of fighters went up against the Incineroar Primary having just struck down the large army of Primids rather quickly with their combined strength. Sheik went up first and began moving fast enough so that the captured fighter could not tell what she was about to do. While Sheik kept slashing with her knives, the Incineroar Primary grabbed ahold of the Sheikah and began throwing her around. As an act of revenge, Donkey Kong quickly jumped in and used his Cargo Throw on the captured fighter, with the gorilla slamming the Pokémon's body into the concrete street. While DK was busy with the Primary, Mario approached the Omega Flowey and quickly charged up a powerful fire blast with his powers. However, the demonic abomination of a monster used one of his thorny vines to slither up to Mario and simply swat the red plumber's hand just as he was ready to fire. The charged blast shot all the way to the top of another skyscraper, surprising Mario.
"̗̹̲̺̗ͦͧ͒̌́̍̚D͎̺͈͈̖͇̘ͧo̟̮̻͉̭̍ͬ̒ ẏ̟̃̂̀̉ͮͅo̹̦͇͂ͨ̈́̍ͭͣü̻̜̮̘̑̇͊̂ ̟̮̩̱͒ͭͮ̏ͤr̘̋ͅe̦̟a͔̩̖̩͇l͔͎͈ͮ͗̒ͯͫͅl͊̀͒̄ͯͦ̚y̬̳̲̆̒ͬ͋̄ ̥̣̩̲̬tͫͬͨ͐̊h̔̔̆͋͛͛i̟͆̔̈̽n̙̪̘̟̺̉͋̊ͥ͑̒̀k̦̺̬̳̊̄ͧ͌ͬ̚ ͖̼̭̻̾̋̆̓͊͌ͨy͍̘ỏ̺̯͎̇̆̈̃̊u͚͖̱̦͉̎͛͗̌ ̲̥͓̂͌̎̈́͊ͦc̳̦̘̣͑͆̉̌̂̀ͅͅͅa̘̺̪͌ͦn͚̘̈̑̉̅ͪͬ͆ͅ ̖̣̼̪̘͕̤̅̂̀s̈́̇͒̏͊͗ͭt̩̺̟͉̓ͅő̔p͙̔͆̑ ͉̰̳̤͔̳ͤ͛̓̄m̟̮͓̪͓ȅͧ̉,͓̞̥̻̣̝́ͯ͑ e͇̠̬ͭ͊̌ṿ̘͓͙̓̅̈ͬ̑ͭ́e̩n̘̱̥͗̿ ͉̠̋ͅw̔i͖̞̩͖̤̮̯̓̏̈́̆ͩt̬̙̮̏̏͑h̬͙͓ͬ͒ͧ̎́͆͌ ͕̬̤̗̗̒̽ͣ̊͒̚y̠̤̙̳̆͊o̞̯̹̺̬̞̼ͦͯu̘͌̏̍̃̒ͩͧͅṟ̠̠̩̣͚̠̌͋ͥ ͈̜̩̮̻ͫ̽c̼̣̘͚̩͑̽̈́ͣ̿o͙ͯ̔ͥ̄ͮ͋͑m̹̥̗̹͔͎͇ͥ̔b͈̖̄ͦ̓i͇̹͔ͫ̽ͅn͉̙͔̎ė̜̪͛͂̐̐ͥd̬̜͓̲͇̆̑ͅ ͍̣͌̉s̩̐͆ṯ̥̣ͯ̈̅̄r̺̝̣̹̰̓ͧ̓̓e̝̫͗ṅ̜̹͈̝̇̽͛ǵ̫͉ͯ̂̄t̬̹̜͔͙͉̦ͥ͆͐ͪḧ͈̲̻̦͉͍́?̗̽̅̒̅͆"̝̫̹̦͓͖͕̆͊̈́͗ the Omega Flowey asked, all of his vines emerging from behind his TV screen face.
"This… looks like overkill…" Pit stammered, ready to fire his bow at the monster's face.
"͍̫̰͖̜̼͇̆D̲̥͇̱̼ọ͇̞̣̥ͪͣͬ̿n̦̘͓̤̐'̗̒t̞̖ͅ ̪w̮̗̠̰̩͎͑̐o̲̳̰̦̦̝ͦ̋̆̔̒̒r̺̝͎̳̼̳̱̾ͭͥ̋̈r̲̫̭̲͇̦͕ͩ̒̄̽y̏,̪͉̟̝̩̭͕̈́̂"̳̠̥̥̻ͦ͐ͤ́͑̚ the creature growled, ready to attack. "̞̘̰̼͙͙̽̒̄ͅI̋̌ͪ̇ͯͪ'̬̜̖͙̣͍̾ͭl̤̤ͭͫ͛ͭͣ̾̑l̟̰ͭ̄̓ͥͩ̊̚ ̗ͦ̒̓m̻̻̗̦̖̭̊̎̃̊̌ͬa͇̓̒ͤ̌ͥk͚͔͖͔̬͔͙̑̉ͦ̿̈́͗eͮ͋ ̮̹̘̠̦̠̓ͯ́̆̚ẗ͓̜̣̯͈͛̎ͨͨ̈͂h̗̬̱̬͔͍ͅi̱̺̳̿̑̌͐̊ͥ̚s̰̰̝ͪ̓̈́ ̙͕ͭ̉̅̍ͅq̹͚̻ͨ̐ͮṷ̘͚̠͔̞ͭ̉ͯ͌͗̉̂i̳̳̯͇͓͇ͧ̆ͤ͂c̖͈̪̙̱̤̺ͬ̏ͨ̃͂ͦk̏̆͑̎̆ͯ.͌ͭ͆̎͊̏.̦̜̏͋ͣ. ͛̏̈́̄q͗ͪͭ̔̄̚u͊̄i̞̖̍c̼͔k͓̞̩̺̐̃̓̑̍ ͉̓ͧ̈́̄̽̔a͕͖̦̙̘̳͐͐̾̀ͣn̫͇̠̖̄̓̏͆͗ͮd͙̬̥̻̖̦̞ ̩̬̲̪͕͕ͨ͐̀̀p̘̍̃͆a̭̩͍̻̼̣̘̽̔ͯ̊̓̅i͂̇̃̂̓̅n̺̤̝̉̽͂̈͒̚f̄̎̔̚ú̜͈̼̤̜̩ͥͅl̤̙̱̤͚̪̐!͕̦̜͑ͨͯ̉̀̌ The Omega Flowey quickly pulled out two flamethrowers, firing gigantic blasts of fire that looked like gods compared to Mario's most power attack.
"DK, look out!" Ireburn exclaimed, jumping right in front of Donkey Kong while he was busy pummeling the Incineroar Primary to kill percent. The Luminary quickly cast his Bounce spell, reflecting the flames that went straight for the gorilla. When they hit the Omega Flowey, they only did one point of damage even when combined. From what they could tell, the creature known as Asriel had about a million health points, and all of his attacks built up tons of damage upon the fighters, making the Omega Flowey by far THE most overpowered boss in existence.
"Are you kidding me!?" Ireburn asked, pushing Donkey Kong away from the demonic flower. When the gorilla finally threw the Incineroar Primary at the Omega Flowey, the impact of the thrown captured fighter also only did one point of damage. The humanlike eyes on the monster's body sent out tens of thousands of fast ninja stars at the fighters, forcing them to take cover behind the bronze statues and futuristic vehicles.
"Anybody got any bright ideas!?" Mario asked. Link quickly pulled out his Sheikah Slate and took a picture of the Omega Flowey, ducking back in time behind his hiding spot with the device as another hundred ninja stars were cast out onto the streets.
"This might be the most difficult fight yet!" Link answered, checking the stats of the Omega Flowey on his Sheikah Slate. "According to my sources, this guy has tons of health, is practically invincible to whatever we throw at him, even his own reflected projectiles, and can instantly kill us with just a few of his projectiles which are at so many and so random even Mega Man will call bullshit!" While Link was talking, the Omega Flowey began sending out tons of vines at the skyscrapers, knocking many over and forcing Group A to take cover behind fire hydrants, lamp posts, and even hiding in alleyways.
"̞͇͊̊̊̓̀̊T̲͖͇̹̮͍̠ͤh̖͔̪̺͉̐͋͌̄̆ͪa̻̳͐n͖ͮ̎̓̊k̩̝̬̘͍̤͆̽͊͒͊̄̃ ̹̟̲̪̹̙ͭ͋̄̇ͯy̱͖͖͎̗o̤͈̝̥͖̳ͅu͔̺̹͕̹̹̹͑,̼̥̇ ̞̙̣̀̑̈S̖̭̳̜̯ͯe̻̖͔̖̗̯̰̾̇̈͒r̼͙̱̙͈̱͑ͭaͬ͆ͩͮ̍ͣ̚p̟̖̺͔̗̙̼ͪͧ͑h̗͎̼͖̩̺̀͐̊ͨ͂̏ͅ ͙̥̂ͩ͊̒̓̚o̲̜͍͚͔̮͖̎̐̌ͯ̂̄ḟ̲͙͐ͭ͑̐̌ͅ ͓̅̋ͮ̽ͧ̇C͇̭ͭͯͯ̂ͯh͈̹̥̥̘̩͊̾͆ͪ̌ͬa̖̘̥̱ͨ̾͐͌o͚̥̮͎̬̞̍͆͊̓͗ͨ̚s͖̬̼̞̫̯̘ͮ͐̇̅!̭̹͙͇̅̒̍͆͒͋̆ ̬͐̈̊I͛̅ ̤͉͕̰͖̮ͧ̽̔l̗̱͍͓͒̆͛̂ͣo̱̳̳ͬͥ͌̾̓̋ṿé̝̫͖̲̲̗̣̄̽ ̪̲̥͛ͯͧt̆ͮͣh͍̮̳̯̜̗̖̽̌ͤ͐͆i̮͕̒ͬ̍̉́s̗̳̱̦̲̽ͪͬ ̬̙̂̑ͩͪ̏̏͑j̼̈̊ọ̘͈̘b̾͂̒ͪ!̉̓͆͛ͬ̈́́"͙ͦ͑̎ the Omega Flowey laughed, getting used to his powers due to having them before. He then spawned about ten circles in the air, each one carrying thousands of small but dangerous seeds that flew around like rapid-fire bullets. The Inkling quickly threw her Splat Bomb at the Omega Flowey's face from behind a broken monorail train, obstructing his view with the orange ink. The bullet seeds still flew hard and fast, piercing through the metal in some of the futuristic vehicles.
Kirby held on tight to the burnt doll from before, hiding in an abandoned flea market with Ireburn next to him. He held tight to the Hero's outfit as the Omega Flowey moved from his spot and went throughout the city to search for the fighters that scattered around to different corners of the metropolis. Despite his size, Asriel was extremely fast.
"̰̓͆ͤC̱͚͙̿ͪo͇͉̟̮̝͛ͪm̍̈́̎ͧ̿ͣe̱̟̯̦̰͙ͮ ̫̘̮̪̠̲͊͌o̲̘ͨ̂ͅṷ̹͍̠̝͉͑tͧ,̲̯̙̹̈̉̅̐ͥ̎̆ ̈́̌̌c̲̔ͤȯ̦̱ͦͧ̃͌ͩͤm͖̹̰̞͇̪͗͗e͙ ͇̹̻͉͕̗͓ͣ̈̔̾͐̒̄ỏ̖͚̠̺̺̖̄̇ͩ̈́̔u̩͕̯̫̪̹̽̿̇t̪̪̰͍͚,͎͇̲̥̥̙ͩ̄̃̏͗ͧ̚ ̞͌ͥ́͌͑w͉ͯ͊͛͒̋h͕͉̻̹͆ͤ̍̌̚ẹ̹͈̳ͬ̂ͣͫ͋̑r̰͛̾e͍̯͒ͦ̎͐v̮̣͍͓͇͈̘͛̄͑e̺̠̜͎̓ͨ͑r̙̤̖̯͙̣͗͌ͭ͌̈́̇̈́ ̼ͨͮͩ͆̽y̺͈͚̝̙̥̅ͬ͛̍ͣͬo̞̦̻͉̪̯͇ͯ̈ͭ̃̂́̐u̲̦ͤͥ ̻͙̮̣̯͔̝ͦ͋a͉̹̥̫̾̾ͩr̫̫̝̲e͓̺͖ͯͦ͆̈́̑ͪ!͚̟͚͎͕ͤ̂ͅ"̊͋ͣ̏̀̍͋ the Omega Flowey snarled, his TV screen face showing a moving picture of an eerie-looking man. The strange, goat-teeth mouth the monster had started firing a mass array of missiles, blowing up many different buildings and railways throughout the town. The flowers on his thorny vines transformed into Venus flytraps, which released scents that attracted swarms of flies towards him.
Mario tried burning down the incoming flies just before they hit him, but he had to take cover due to those bugs being invincible as they zoomed like bullets. Link and Toon Link pulled up their versions of the Hylian Shield, each one of those tools strong enough to avoid impact. Once all the flies entered into the Venus flytraps, they clamped shut before turning back into the budding flowers. He then began sending out three large bouncing vines with mouths at the ends of them, crashing into more buildings and trying to get the constantly-moving Smashers spamming whatever projectiles they have and throwing them at the Omega Flowey deal knowing he has the highest defense of all the enemies they came across recently. The monster laughed as he pulled out a wall of hands, each one firing bullets of fingers at the hiding fighters.
"….That's it!" Eleven snapped, unsheathing his sword and jumping out of his hiding spot from the flea market. "I don't care if he has no weakness! This bastard HAS TO DIE!" The mark on the Luminary's left hand started glowing again, showing he had already activated his Psyche Up spell and had just multiplied his attack for his Kamikaze spell. The fighters watched as the Hero ran headfirst into a chaotic spree of missiles, seeds, and ninja stars, his body ready to self-destruct with his input damage doubled by the enhance spell he cast before with Psyche Up.
Once the Omega Flowey took a good look at the Luminary ready to strike, it was already too late for the monster to attack. The eerie face on the TV screen vanished to show the surprised yellow flower.
"From Hell's heart, I stab at thee!" Ireburn yelled, landing his sword right into the TV screen face of Asriel right at the moment he self-destructed. The Hero's body spontaneously combusted, blowing up right inside the Omega Flowey. The damage dealt when multiplied by the Psyche Up spell read "999999 DMG" on top of the monster. From the flames emerged the demonic screams of Flowey, echoing throughout the dystopian city. The fighters each took cover in their planted spots, waiting the explosion out until the dust and snow settled and the smoke cleared.
"Ireburn!" Joker exclaimed, running towards where Ireburn sacrificed himself. The Phantom Thief adjusted the mask on his face and cleared the smoke by waving his hand, desperate about Eleven's own health. Once everything remained calm, the fighters managed to find the Hero's body resting in the rubble of the street. Joker's face began to tear up, his gray eyes filled with fear that he might lose the one he befriended for five years. The Phantom Thief hugged Ireburn's limp chest, sobbing into it and afraid that his companion's life was just about over. The other fighters bowed their heads in grief, knowing they had lost one of their friends from his own arrogance. Suddenly, the Hero quickly opened his eyes and gasped for breath. The Smashers began feeling signs of relief, and Joker backed away to give the Luminary some space.
"Mother of Hylia!" Sheik snapped. "Don't scare us like that again!"
"I… had no idea I could survive from that," Ireburn noted. "I was sure I was gonna die from the impact…" Link pulled out his Sheikah Slate again, scanning Eleven for any vital signs.
"Apparently the pods we slept in did do something to us after all," Link explained, surprised by the results. "Our skills have been enhanced to a point that some moves can exhaust us greatly until we can't move, but we cannot die either. How strange…"
"Over there!" Fox told his friends, pointing to the body of the Incineroar Primary. The Dharkon Lock's tentacles shattered into a red mist, floating above the Pokémon's body. Like the Galeem Lock, the red mist was attracted to the stone that Kirby swallowed before and entered inside the pink puffball. Kirby's eyes glowed a deep red this time, making him freeze in place and drop the doll he was carrying. Like all those other times before, Kirby was heading back to Arcus from where he left off.
Kirby rubbed his cuddly face, tapping the Smash Ball on his forehead. The pink puffball woke up near a pond so he could look at his reflection and take a good look at the golden eyes and rainbow aura. He then started hearing screaming from a distance, and reddened light illuminating behind him that provided the only light so far in this darkened world. Kirby saw the city of Civiltatula being burned to the ground, and Crazy Hands zapping down the buildings and hovels. Not even the dragons that can use their powers to put out the fires could stop them from spreading as they were shot from the sky by the Hands of Destruction. Kirby quickly ran towards the burning city and watched far and wide as there were many dragons that evacuated their home. There were others, even families young and old, that were incinerated alive from simply staying in their own homes for safety, their skills and abilities unable to save them.
Once the fire calmed down a tad bit, all of Civiltatula's survivors were dragged out by the Crazy Hands and rounded up into a crowd. Hakai, forever transformed into a glowing-violet Crazy Hand, levitated right in front of them.
"Submit yourselves to Dharkon and we will spare you," Hakai ordered. The other Crazy Hands made their finger gun gestures and pointed at the dragons, ready to fire their bullets.
"We will never surrender," one dragon answered. "We will hold onto the light even with our lives…" There were several more dragons that agreed with what he just said, most of them ready to die. Since most of the dragons were not afraid to die, the Crazy Hands grabbed those that were frightened and transformed them. The Hands could read the minds of the dragons and could tell if they wanted to join their armies or not. Those that they grabbed twisted their own bodies and turned into more Crazy Hands.
"Fire away, boys," the violet Crazy Hand commanded as he and the newly transformed dragons soared away into the air to spread across the rest of the planet. The Crazy Hands started firing with their finger gun gestures, obliterating the dragons that refused.
Kirby ran towards the cave far from Civiltatula, which happened to be the home Metallio and Toropikaru had always lived in. The two dragons watched with sorrow and grief as their eyes reflected the light of the burning city, the cries of its residents echoing throughout the land.
"It looks terrible, does it not?" Phoenix asked. The Lord of Darkness had instantly appeared behind his parents, his true form hidden in the shadow of the cave. His arrival surprised the two dragons, and they instantly became relieved to see their child.
"We were so worried," Toropikaru answered. "Hopefully you were not involved in that coup d'état… Why would you come to us…?"
"I spent too much time away from you and Father," Phoenix responded, his blue eyes staring past his parents to watch the burning city.
"…What are talking about?" Metallio asked before he noticed something different about their child's eyes.
"Phoenix, what happened to your eyes?" Toropikaru asked. "Your voice has also… changed…"
"It is nothing," Phoenix answered. "You two obviously need some rest."
"But we're fine," Toropikaru objected, she and her husband starting to become worried about their son.
"Nonsense," Phoenix answered, his six tentacle wings slithering out from the shadows. "I think it would be best if you went to sleep…" The two dragons became terrified of what their child had become, afraid to even lay a claw on their son now.
Galeem landed in the middle of the forest in front of their parents' cave. Ultima started to wake up, still holding onto the egg of Inkereign. Medley carried Sozo and her unhatched child Glimmeress next to the two siblings, waiting for them to catch their breath. The Lord of Light managed to catch the shadowy figure of Dharkon fly out of the cave, the thunder rolling across the air and carried along with his wings.
"We're too late," Galeem sighed, already knowing what happened in there.
"No we're not," Ultima objected, pushing the egg she carried towards Sozo. "Stay here with the eggs until we get back." She and her brother glided on the cliffside, grabbing onto the edge and pulling themselves up. Ultima was the first one to climb up, and she saw the bodies of Metallio and Toropikaru lying at the cave's entrance. She slowly approached the two dragons, confident that they were just asleep.
"Mommy? Daddy? We have to leave," Ultima said, nudging the limp arms. "Come on… please don't do this to me…" The Queen of Arcus started to tear up, her breathing turning into silent sobs. She placed her paw on her mother's neck, trying to feel at least a pulse. What she felt was… nothing. Ultima, suddenly realizing her parents were killed without the blood, cried into their lifeless corpses. Galeem flew up in time to catch his sister crying over their dead parents. Because of Dharkon exiting the cave, Galeem knew the Seraph of Chaos was the one to blame.
"When Dharkon falls into our clutches, he's going to wish he was never born!" Galeem cussed, the golden flames bursting out of his nostrils in short puffs. Ultima lifted her head and looked back on her brother, whom she knew was always with her.
"We have to find a safe place from our brother," Ultima told Galeem. "I've heard about a chamber which only the most intelligent dragons know about its whereabouts. Get Sozo, your wife, and the eggs and follow me." Ultima soared out of the cave, waiting for Galeem to get their friends.
"Whatever Dharkon found to make himself all-powerful," Galeem spoke to himself, "I wish to grab it and burn away the chaos he started. I will be the one to bring him to his knees…" As Galeem stood near the entrance of the cave for a while longer, the Smash Ball attached to Kirby flashed a deep red this time, and the environment was clouded with darkness. Once the environment went black, Kirby woke up from his first vision in Draxia.
The pink puffball felt the Duck Hunt dog sniff him, his cold nose causing Kirby to shiver. As Kirby sat up, he felt relieved to see his friends.
"Cineroar!" Incineroar happily growled, waving his hand and revealing he was lacking the purple eyes and red aura, free from Dharkon's grasp. The Pokémon noticed the Hero trying to stand up, his knees weak after most of his strength was drained from his Kamikaze spell.
"We owe you a debt of gratitude, Ireburn," Snake said. "It's a good thing DK was able to free the Incineroar in time…"
"Did it look like any of us had a choice…?" the Luminary asked, Incineroar helping keep up his posture. Once the fighters were ready to go, Mario looked around the dystopian city and saw all the damage the Omega Flowey did. Skyscrapers were shattered, vehicles blew up into rubble, the corpses were incinerated into ashes. This place was more destructive than it once was. From the gently-falling snowflakes, the red plumber noticed tree roots stemming out, each one of them connecting into a bridge attached to who appeared as the Great Deku Tree. The guardian of the Kokiri was long deceased, and his mouth was gaping open with a blue portal at the back of his wooden throat.
"Well, we've got Incineroar back," Mario told his teammates. "Hopefully he knows what begin this gateway to another world…" The Smashers continued down their path down southwest, and only Kirby stayed behind to hear the wheezing of Flowey the Flower, who was back to normal. His yellow petals were drooping in his face, some snapping off naturally from the cold wind of the World of Darkness. His face was scarred and broken. Flowey, now known as Asriel, was beginning to wilt.
"You… you beat me…" Flowey weakly panted. "I was pretty much the strongest, and the wits of your friends outsmarted me. Now it would be best… if you ended my life right here and now…" Kirby looked down at the dying flower, his demon teeth showing through his pain-filled smile.
"C'mon… I wanted to kill you before…" Flowey sighed, unable to smile anymore. "I wanted to prevent fate from happening, and I could not see the possibilities you can come up with… All you have to do is kill me… Do whatever you want: step on me, flatten me with a rock, cut off my stem – just make it quick and painless…" Kirby watched the demonic flower trying to sacrifice himself, wincing the more he moved.
"If you spare me… I'll come back…" Flowey snarled, looking up at the pink alien boy. "I will murder you in your sleep and I will torture your closest friends until they give up their lives… I. WILL. END. YOU." Kirby began to feel remorse and guilt for the flower. On the outside, he was a murderous monster, but what he truly saw was a scared child wanting to be loved. The flower saw nothing but pain – pain both from himself and others. He tried to be friendly, but all he could do was growl and snap. The pink puffball wanted to give Flowey a feeling of sweet release, but suicide was definitely not the answer. Instead, Kirby picked up the doll he carried along and gave it to the dying monster flower.
"Wh… What's this?" Flowey asked before Kirby hugged him gently. The demon flower then started getting mixed emotions… of love and confusion. There was something off-putting from that encounter that he just could not find the words to describe. As soon as Kirby let go of Flowey, he pushed the doll towards the flower and ran back to his friends.
"Hey!" Flowey yelled. "Why won't you do like I asked you!? Why did you spare me!? I can't understand… I can't… understand!... I just can't… understand…" The demonic flower began to weep, his tears freezing into icy droplets in the cold. He started to cry into the doll's fabric dress, his heart beating slowly. Instead of wilting and dying like most other flowers, Flowey slowly turned into a regular, golden daffodil, healthy and alive. The daffodil's petals were kept safe from the frost, and Flowey's sobs echoed throughout the wasteland he had created from the apocalyptic metropolis.
