Y/N was once a young man who had a normal life, until one fateful day, he saw the death of his parents right in front of him. Now, from his rage, he became a monster, and became a student of a powerful deity named Ryujin, the dragon god of the sea...
Without Y/N, all of the fighters in Smash were happy. They used to be afraid of him, but not anymore. Mythra was also happy too that Y/N left, but Pyra, not that much. She felt bad for the boy for leaving. The two had a discussion about the incident they had, but Mythra still didn't listen. Not only that, Y/N's friends were also sad that he's no longer there.
Pyra: (I feel bad that Y/N has left all of us.)
Mythra: Who cares? He was a dick.
Pyra: (Don't say that, Mythra! I know he has been mean to everyone, but you shouldn't have talked to him that way. He's too innocent.)
Mythra: Really? Have you forgotten that he called me a bimbo? Or a simpleton? God, I hate when people call me that!
Pyra: (I know, but because of you, Y/N is no longer here. Now most fighters around here would be celebrating right now, but some of us would be mourning about him.)
Mythra: But Pyra, people should be thanking us that he's gone. Y/N was a cocky kid.
Pyra: (Mythra...)
Meanwhile, somewhere in Japan, there stood a great castle.
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We see Y/N was sitting on the floor outside, looking into the distance.
Y/N: (How could this possibly happen to me? Me, defeated by some girls? That's just inconceivable.)
Tears started to drip down on the boy's face.
Y/N: (Maybe Mythra was right. If I haven't been a mean person when I first got into Smash, none of this would've happened. But now, I forever have to stay at my home, alone. With no one to spend time with. No parents, no friends, no family. I have let everyone down.)
Y/N started to have a flashback.
Many years ago...
A husband and wife were standing outside, watching the clouds move, with their one and only child. The child seems to be like a baby.
Mother: Time is going by so fast, and I'm happy that we have a son.
Father: One day, he will grow up and will become better than us. Y/N will learn everything about what he needs in order to survive, and he will learn how to defend himself. Our son will become our new emperor.
A few years later...
Y/N is now eight. He's training about karate with his father in the dojo. Apparently, he wasn't doing so hot. When his father punched him in the chest, Y/N was pushed back and got on his knee.
Father: Y/N, if you want to become the next emperor, you must know how to fight in case our kingdom is in danger.
Y/N: I know, dad, but it's just so challenging! I want to use a real weapon!
