On the humongous ship of the Legacy, Fox McCloud wandered throughout the various locations. It was the size of New York City, stretching several miles across with futuristic buildings and skyscrapers. He was surprised that all the technology the Mii Fighters researched didn't go to waste, only for Galeem to destroy it and for Dharkon to enhance it.

Every nook and cranny of each building was spotless, and the Star Fox mercenary kind of noticed that. The walls looked like every futuristic movie setting in existence: smooth edges complimenting white titanium and soft lights shining on crystal-clear windows that showed the chaotic landscape outside. As he continued walking through the strange halls, he noticed there was the original room Kirby slept in when he first reappeared on this planet. He noticed that Banjo & Kazooie and Terry were drawn on the mural, which was still preserved in stunning detail.

Eventually, Fox found his way to the training room, where he found an enraged Sonic attacking a sandbag. The blue hedgehog was beginning to exhaust himself out, unable to control his powers. He began to use fireballs, icicles, powerful magic blasts, but he couldn't even hit his target. Even the sandbag was looking at Sonic with disappointment. Without even knowing, Sonic punched the sandbag in the face, accidentally sending a barrage of rocks in Fox's way. The Star Fox mercenary quickly dodged every single one of them, noticing how tired Sonic was. The blue hedgehog was starting to get dark circles under his eyes, and his quills were messy instead of straight. From what Fox could tell, Sonic must have been training without any help for who knows how long.

"Oh my God, Fox," Sonic gasped as he saw he almost hit his best friend. "I didn't see you there."

"No… it's fine," Fox responded walking over to the blue hedgehog. "I take it you don't need anyone around. I thought you could do that little trick-"

"I can!" Sonic interrupted, electricity spiraling through his gloves. "I had complete control over them back in Dharkon's version of Hyrule. What's wrong with me!?" The blue hedgehog was about to hit the sandbag, but he instead missed by collapsing and shot the electricity into the air. Fox was about to help the blue hedgehog up, but Sonic simply pushed him away, getting back up on his feet despite showing signs of fatigue.

"I think you should get some rest," Fox told the blue hedgehog. "You're weakening your body if you keep doing that. Why don't I call in Ragnarokk? See what she can do?" Sonic glared at Fox, his scars glowing slightly brighter.

"I don't need rest," Sonic responded. "Can't you see what they did to me? They mutilated my body to the point where I can't control myself anymore. I want to do this on my own and I don't need your help."

"Sure seems like you do," Fox answered. "Remember what I told you on top of the Sheikah Tower? That you'll still be our friend no matter what? And we would do anything to protect you from those who want to harm you?"

"Yeah… but I still don't understand what this 'unique but also the same' trait has to do with anything!" Sonic growled, tears building up in his eyes. "I've been trying to find answers about what I've become or why all this is happening to me, but dammit! I didn't even get time to adjust to my new abilities and I was just left to hang until my powers have become too hard to control! I just wish I could find a way to reset my abilities to zero so I can control them along with my superspeed…" Fox reached his hand behind Sonic's temple, gently rubbing it in place.

"Like I said, you'll be fine," Fox sighed. "A day will come when you can simply… reset your powers and adjust to them properly and utilize them until you become some sort of godlike being. Besides… you're kinda cute when you look angry."

"Stop!" Sonic chuckled with blushing cheeks, pushing away Fox in embarrassment as best as he could.

"I mean it," Fox laughed, tickling the blue hedgehog behind the ears. Their little playtime stopped when they heard a small alarm ring throughout the Legacy.

"Attention, this is your co-pilot speaking," the Flynn Spirit spoke from the speakers. "Looks like your friends made it back to our ship, so… I dunno. Head to the main landing deck or something. We've got several new faces joining our side, including a… swordfighter that clearly looks like he belongs in some shonen-jump anime..."

"I'll take over," Barbara's Spirit spoke. "This is Barbara the Bat. Head over to the main deck. Looks like we'll finally be going after Dharkon." Fox McCloud ran out of the training room, with Sonic following behind him.


Mario, Donkey Kong, Link, Yoshi, Kirby, Fox, Pikachu, Ness, Captain Falcon, Jigglypuff, Peach, Daisy, Ice Climbers, Sheik, Zelda, Dr. Mario, Falco, Marth, Lucina, Young Link, Ganondorf, Chrom, Mr. Game & Watch, Pit, Dark Pit, Zero Suit Samus, Wario, Snake, Pokémon Trainer, Diddy Kong, Sonic, Olimar, Toon Link, Villager, Mega Man, Wii Fit Trainer, Little Mac, PAC-MAN, Robin, Shulk, Bowser Jr., Duck Hunt, Ryu, Ken, Cloud, Inkling, Ridley, Simon, Richter, Incineroar, Joker, Hero, Banjo & Kazooie, Terry, Mii Brawler, and Mii Swordfighter were all waiting outside the largest deck they had ever been on, which was at the front of the ship. They watched as Samus, Luigi, Bowser, Pichu, Mewtwo, Meta Knight, Ike, Lucas, King Dedede, Lucario, R.O.B., Wolf, Rosalina & Luma, Greninja, Corrin, King K. Rool, Isabelle, Piranha Plant, Byleth, and Mii Gunner were all approaching them from the north.

"Everyone, hold hands," Samus told the group. They all did as she said, and the bounty hunter pressed the gadget on her wrist three times. They were instantly teleported back to the ship, right in front of the fighters waiting for them.

"MK!" Sonic exclaimed with relief, running over to the masked swordsman and hugging him tightly. "I'm so happy to finally meet you again!"

"Nice to see you too, mi amigo," Meta Knight responded, embracing the hug before noticing the scars on Sonic's face. "What exactly… happened to you?"

"It's a long story," Sonic responded.

"Junior!" Bowser cried.

"Papa!" Bowser Jr. exclaimed, piloting his Koopa Clown Car into his father's arms. Both father and son hugged each other tightly.

"I was so worried," Bowser sighed in relief. "What happened?"

"Well, I was controlled by some whiny little brat fueled by the powers of darkness… called himself Kaos?... but my friends saved me!" Bowser Jr. responded. As each of the fighters in the group were welcoming each other, Terry Bogard ran over to Byleth and the Piranha Plant, hugging them.

"Hey, guys!" Terry shouted at Banjo & Kazooie, Joker, and Ireburn. "Byleth's back, and so's the Piranha Plant!" The survivors all ran over to each other, huddling up into a group hug.

"We were afraid that you were gonna get taken by Dharkon!" Kazooie cooed, resting her head on the professor's blue-green hair.

"Welcome back, guys," Joker spoke, breaking apart the group hug. "Well, we're finally together again after five years."

Mario had just finished hugging his younger twin brother Luigi in relief, happy that they were finally together again after so long. The red plumber looked around the deck, noticing how many fighters there were now. However, he noticed some were still missing.

"Roy, Dark Samus, Palutena, and Bayonetta," Mario spoke, catching the attention of the other fighters. "There are four of us still in control of the Locks. Has anyone found them?"

"I don't think any of us have," Peach responded in sorrow. "Wherever they are, we'll be certain to rescue them as quickly as possible."

"Until then, I suppose we'll have to rest," Byleth spoke out. "This adventure took quite a toll on us, and we might wanna get ready for the final battle." The other fighters took their leave, with Kirby standing outside. He watched as the Spirits and the red mist from the Mysterious Dimension gathered above him, diving down to collect in the gemstone inside him. Kirby's eyes flashed red, giving him the last vision before the fight. Like back in Dracula's Castle, it was a long vision.


Kirby woke up back in Subspace, looking around the empty space and seeing it take shape. For one, he was walking on glowing glass filled with strange markings. He saw weapons from Raifujin being upgraded to suit the Subspace Army better. Tabuu was watching the outside world as it was taking shape out of his reach. The Master Hand and Crazy Hand were by his side, still tethered to the God of Construction by Chains of Light and Darkness. Tabuu watched through multiple windows on how each of the fighters was cooperating.

"Hm… they seem to be living lives of their own," Tabuu spoke to the two hands. The Ice Climbers are scaling the coldest of mountains, the Wii Fit Trainer is meditating in a cave out of reach, the duck and dog in the duo that make up Duck Hunt are living their best life, and a trading system has established between the Ancients and the Mii Fighters."

"So, what do you want to do?" the Master Hand asked. "If this great evil is really as terrible as you speak, then we must establish our place in this universe."

"True, but the warriors we have right now are very few," Tabuu responded. "The memorials of the other fighters have been destroyed, and their Smash Balls have sought for the souls just like the trophies they had once possessed. Whether dead or alive, their souls will ring with determination. That is the one thing I need from these fighters, by which they need to be determined to survive. Go out to multiple universes and gather the souls of the Super Smash Brothers. When they ring with determination, the Smash Balls within them will glow. Create new bodies for them so that they cannot truly die. Their memories may be gone, but they will push forward until the beings they see as threats are stopped. If you cannot see it, gather up as many as you can and keep those who have their Smash Balls. I will choose who belongs in my army or not."

"But how will you create your army?" the Crazy Hand asked. "Shadow Bugs cannot product sexually and you know it."

"I have already made up my mind for the perfect vessel," Tabuu responded, pointing to Mr. Game & Watch. The monochromatic man was lying on a sandy beach on his side, as flat as paper. "This fighter's body may be so thin you can only see him in two dimensions, but he has strange properties within him that I can lay a Shadow Bug within him, letting it multiply and create new Shadow Bugs, and he wouldn't even notice that he has become a host. Now go out and find the other souls. By the time you get back, my army will have already grown." The two Hands obeyed willingly, and they teleported out from Subspace.

Tabuu widened the window of where Mr. Game & Watch was resting, and he took a Shadow Bug into his hand. With a soft blow, the Shadow Bug drifted through the window. The tiny creature landed on Mr. Game & Watch's head, being completely absorbed by the strange properties laid throughout his two-dimensional body. Mr. Game & Watch woke up, feeling a little fuzzy but otherwise fine. As soon as things seemed alright, he went back to sleep on the warm sand.


Time had passed in Kirby's vision, and Tabuu was watching as wherever Mr. Game & Watch stepped spawned in new Shadow Bugs. He didn't really notice that he was a vessel for these creatures… yet. The Master Hand and Crazy Hand reappeared behind Tabuu.

"Did you do what I asked?" Tabuu asked.

"We did," the Master Hand responded. "We gave them enhanced bodies and transformed them into trophies just to test out their durability."

"Excellent," Tabuu spoke.

"However, there were some tagalongs, and few of them have become… metallic?" the Crazy Hand replied. "They were kinda acting like zombies, and few of our chosen warriors have been infected. Three of them, to be precise." Tabuu turned around and looked at the Hands, confused as to what they meant.

"And have you determined who was the culprit?" the Construct God asked.

"Not yet, though it had something to do with a little blue hedgehog that slipped out of our grasps, stealing all our vast knowledge of every universe we have ever visited," the Master Hand answered. "He said he was enraged, that he was going to fix what he started. He was going to restore the memories of every trophy we have gathered. Since he was the last one to be analyzed, he freed the others into the realm, and now only the blue rodent remembers everything…"

"That… could be a problem to us," Tabuu spoke. "Gather up whatever infected tagalongs and Pokémon you can find and place them in special capsules and Pokéballs. Those vessels have healing properties and will surely cure them of any illnesses, even save the fighters that have been attacked. Whoever has not been infected but chooses to fight alongside the forces of evil, gather them here. If I don't see full cooperation in those troops, send them back to their homeworlds. They wouldn't even have any memories of this place."

"And… what if they're the chosen fighters?" the Crazy Hand objected.

"They WILL cooperate," Tabuu answered. "For those who behave but are not exactly qualified to be in my army, I will seal them away for consideration should my plans fail the first time."

"What about weapons?" the Master Hand pointed out. "Where are we going to get them and… what use will they have for you and your army?"

"Why, I could always just… take the Ancients under my control," Tabuu answered. "R.O.B. has grown rather sentient and has uncovered most of the technology found on the Planet of the Thunder Heliodor. He's somehow utilized it to the point where he has created a living society where he reigns prosperous and righteous. Though they have no real sex organs, they can go by the pronouns they best identify themselves with. I just hope my presence doesn't… affect their artificial reproduction. My plan is the Subspace Army will do most of the work, and the Ancients will surrender complete control. I will simply preserve the technology that made themselves so great in the first place."

"But… wouldn't the Mii Fighters be affected by this new change?" the Crazy Hand noted. "I mean… they can't speak. How can we know if they're not backstabbers? They live in a cave, and they're almost done researching an antidote to bring back their voices. It's been reported that the Gunner Ultimate and the wives of the other two Ultimates are going to let their expecting children be the first test subjects."

"Trading resources will remain the same, though the Mii Fighters will have to work harder than normal," Tabuu spoke. "As long as nothing goes wrong in the Isle of the Ancients, then chances are they'll be safe. The Ancients are the only ones who possess the knowledge worthy enough to create a new world within my own, the likes of which can be utilized into a weapon and fight back against my brothers should they escape. The Smash Balls would provide as alternate sources for fuel should these weapons go to waste. Through extracting the determination from the souls of the Smashers, I can find a way to turn them into my soldiers to protect this Great Maze… unless others of their kind are willing to find their trophies if they're not locked up properly."

"What will the Ancients do to this planet?" the Master Hand asked.

"Simple," Tabuu answered. "They'll blow up certain locations of Arcadia that are rich in determination with special bombs designed to transport the planet into Subspace, even though sacrifices must be made. With enough of that determination, I'll be able to create a gunship capable of ripping holes in space… and hopefully put an end to the great threat that has corrupted my brothers. If the gunship is destroyed, then… I suppose I'll do what needs to be done. With all that determination, I will turn the Great Maze into a weapon. Reach out to Ganondorf. Tell him I have a job for crooks like him. Take some of the essence in my wings and place it in one of the Dark Cannons that the Ancients will replicate. With one shot, any fighter in its aim will instantly be reverted back to their trophy selves." The Construct God pulled out some of the essence in his wings, which was a glowing ball of light. The Master Hand took the glowing ball and placed it in one of the Dark Cannons before he picked the weapon up and teleported out of the dimension.

"And what about me?" the Crazy Hand asked.

"Get Mr. Game & Watch and steal the Halberd from Meta Knight," Tabuu ordered. "And make sure no one knows a way to reverse the effects of my Off-Wings." The Crazy Hand teleported away, leaving Tabuu in the empty void of Subspace. He was confident this plan of his was going to work, even if it meant the safety of everyone trapped in this world. Whatever what going to happen was going to happen with blind luck. He was going to free himself of this place and make sure that these strong forces never attack.

It wasn't long before the Smash Ball on Kirby's forehead gleamed bright, ending his last vision before the fight against Dharkon.


Kirby woke up in a bed, looking around the room he was in. He noticed that it felt… familiar to him. The fading photograph next to the doused oil lamp on his side desk, the mural he drew which now had Byleth in it, it all seemed familiar to him. Kirby reached in his mouth and pulled out the Diamond of Universes, noticing how its colors were more vibrant than before. He could see a rainbow of all the Master Legendary Spirits resting within, filled with the shattered Locks that have been collected ever since Mario's reawakening.

"Hey, Kirby," Ragnarokk gently spoke, entering the room. Kirby looked up at the woman he grew close with all this time, feeling safe as she sat down on the side of the bed he was resting in.

"I… just wanted to check up on you, see how you're doing…" Ragnarokk continued. "I take it you're already up. I just… found you in another vision and brought you here. I kind of noticed the mural you and your friends drew isn't just a memorial. It's a sign of hope and remembrance. I… have done some awful things in the past. I thought things will resolve naturally on their own, but now I see you need to give them a little push. That was the mistake I made when I tried to help my brothers resolve. I hope I can return the favor… even if it meant my own death by their hands." Kirby handed Ragnarokk her stone, and she placed it back in her necklace. Her eyes flashed with multiple colors, restoring almost all of her memories. After her eyes reverted back to normal, she gave the Diamond of Universes back to Kirby.

"Now do you see why my Tabuu half started the First Subspace War?" Ragnarokk asked. "He was just trying to do the right thing. He must've gotten a little carried away in the end. But I will be willing to reunite with him and put an end to what I brought to your lives. Once Galeem and Phoenix are taken down, I guess this is goodbye. All the memories we had will still be with us. You'll be heading off to the Draxian Void soon. Better get ready when it pops up."

Kirby nodded, looking at the black-haired, brown-skinned warrior with determination – the one element that fuels the last surviving world.