The fifth annual Smash tournament has begun.
New heroes, and villians alike, have been invited to the Castle of Smash.
But darkness lies on the horizon, as familiar foes wish to bring an end to the heroes (and villains).
Inspired by Smash X, writ...
A light breeze blows through the hair of a sixteen year old male walking through the beach, making the brunettes silky spikes wave in the wind.
His pants were black, and baggy, with yellow straps holding up two red pouches, one on each side.
He wore a blue undershirt, with two red pockets. Over that shirt was a black overshirt, armor plates over both his elbows.
And the finishing touch, his beloved necklace. A pure silver crown, hanging from a thick and sturdy chain.
This was Sora, the Hero from the Realm of Light.
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His shoes left footprints, as he made his way to the shore.
A bottle caught his eye, just as the water washed it up.
'A bottle?'
A parchment rested inside the bottle.
Sora shook the bottle, releasing the letter.
Sora, We at the Castle of Smash invite you to the fifth annual Smash Tournament. Join us tomorrow night for the welcome buffet, we're you'll be welcomed to the family of Smashers.
-Sakurai
Sora took a step back.
"The...Smashers?"
The hero turned tail, and sprinted into the distance...
