"Mii Brawler: Digital Destiny"
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You stand in your room, the hum of your console filling the air as you boot up Super Smash Bros Ultimate. The familiar characters greet you one by one, their animated forms bursting to life on your screen. The Mii Fighters—Brawler, Swordfighter, and Gunner—flash onto the menu. You've always had a particular fascination with the Mii Brawler. Today, as you select the character, an inexplicable surge of energy courses through your body.
Your vision blurs and the world around you begins to spin. You're pulled from your reality, your surroundings dissolving into a whirlpool of digital hues. Panic seizes you as you realize something unimaginable is occurring.
A strange tingling sensation spreads across your skin. Gazing down, you witness your hands reshaping, fingers shortening, becoming more like the Mii's. The transformation spreads up your arms, your bones restructuring, muscles gaining a defined tone. You are now 5.3 feet tall, perfectly reflecting the height of the Mii Brawler.
If you're female, your chest tightens, breasts diminishing into nothingness. Your lower abdomen twists and morphs as your female genitalia inverts and transforms, pushing out to become male. Confusion grips you, but the changes don’t stop there. Your hair swiftly turns jet black, shortening into the exact style of the Brawler's. Droplets of sweat bead on your forehead as your face stretches and reconfigures into a stern, masculine expression.
Your voice trembles, changing pitch mid-sentence, "What...what is happening?" now sounding exactly like the Mii Brawler's firm tone.
Your attire begins to morph, your usual clothes reshaping into the recognizable red-and-black outfit, with heavy padding on the forearms and shins. The weight of the brown belt settles comfortably around your waist, the golden buckle featuring the word "Mii" gleaming proudly.
Your surroundings shimmer and alter. Where once was your familiar room, now stands the dynamic battlegrounds of Super Smash Bros Ultimate. Trees, platforms, and danger zones surround you. An overwhelming wave of memories crashes into your mind. You struggle to hold onto your former self, but every moment it becomes harder.
You hear familiar voices approaching, though they feel distant due to your internal conflict.
"Hey, Brawler! Ready for the next round?" Mii Swordfighter's voice rings out cheerfully.
"Yeah! We can't slack off now," Mii Gunner adds, patting you on the back.
Another surge of memories floods your mind, altering the fabric of your identity. Memories of endless fights, training routines, and companionship with the other Mii Fighters become overwhelmingly dominant. You struggle, desperately trying to cling to who you once were, but the force is too strong.
"I... I am Brawler," the words escape involuntarily. The last vestiges of your old self fade into oblivion.
The inner turmoil ebbs, replaced by unwavering certainty and determination. Your comrades stand before you, their faces filled with anticipation for the day’s battles. You were daydreaming about being human, a thought that now seems absurd. As a Mii Fighter, you know your purpose: to train, fight, and rise to the top.
"Let's go, Swordfighter, Gunner. We have a lot of work ahead of us," you say confidently, embracing your life as Mii Brawler, the human part of your identity now but a myth from a distant dream.
Together, you stride toward the battlefield, ready to confront any challenge that comes your way in the world of Super Smash Bros Ultimate.
This story was generated by user WhyMeei with assistance by one of OpenAI’s large-scale language-generation model; prompts used to help generate the story are shown below.
Images were generated with OpenAI's AI system, DALL·E 2, or uploaded by the user.
AI Prompts
Prompt: Write a POV transformation story of the human reader turning into default Mii Brawler in his default outfit from Super Smash Bros Ultimate (a video game), complete with gender change (if the reader is a female, the reader's breasts deflates/compresses into nothingness/nonexistence and her female genitals (vagina, ovaries, and uterus) inverts and is then pushed out of her crotch to turn into testicles and a penis; but this is optional and only necessary if the reader is a female, and the gender does not change if the reader is male before the transformation into Mii Brawler), body change (long black hair, a more stern masculine expression, voice change, slight muscle growth, and slight height change to 5.3 feet (160 centimeters) tall), clothes change (the reader's clothes becoming a standard red-and-black-colored Mii Brawler outfit with extra padding on the forearms and shins, and a trademark brown belt with the word "Mii" embedded in the golden buckle), age change, reality change (the reader's real world becoming the world of Super Smash Bros Ultimate), and mind/mental change (with the reader's personality and memories replaced with Mii Brawler's personality and memories, despite his best efforts on fighting the new personality and memories off, making him forget all about his previous self and remember that he had always been a Mii Fighter, being one alongside Mii Swordfighter and Mii Gunner, and that he was daydreaming about being human the entire time, thus he knew that he was always Mii Brawler). There should also be quotes from the characters in this story so we know what they're saying and what they're thinking. Also, it is a POV reader story, so it should not be in an author's point of view (my, I, mine, etc), and it should be from the point of view of the reader (you, your, etc).
Response: You stand in your room, the hum of your console filling the air as you boot up Super Smash Bros Ultimate. The familiar characters greet you one by one, their animated forms bursting to life on your screen. The Mii Fighters—Brawler, Swordfighter, and Gunner—flash onto the menu. You've always had a particular fascination with the Mii Brawler. Today, as you select the character, an inexplicable surge of energy courses through your body. Your vision blurs and the world around you begins to spin. You're pulled from your reality, your surroundings dissolving into a whirlpool of digital hues. Panic seizes you as you realize something unimaginable is occurring. A strange tingling sensation spreads across your skin. Gazing down, you witness your hands reshaping, fingers shortening, becoming more like the Mii's. The transformation spreads up your arms, your bones restructuring, muscles gaining a defined tone. You are now 5.3 feet tall, perfectly reflecting the height of the Mii Brawler. If you're female, your chest tightens, breasts diminishing into nothingness. Your lower abdomen twists and morphs as your female genitalia inverts and transforms, pushing out to become male. Confusion grips you, but the changes don’t stop there. Your hair swiftly turns jet black, shortening into the exact style of the Brawler's. Droplets of sweat bead on your forehead as your face stretches and reconfigures into a stern, masculine expression. Your voice trembles, changing pitch mid-sentence, "What...what is happening?" now sounding exactly like the Mii Brawler's firm tone. Your attire begins to morph, your usual clothes reshaping into the recognizable red-and-black outfit, with heavy padding on the forearms and shins. The weight of the brown belt settles comfortably around your waist, the golden buckle featuring the word "Mii" gleaming proudly. Your surroundings shimmer and alter. Where once was your familiar room, now stands the dynamic battlegrounds of Super Smash Bros Ultimate. Trees, platforms, and danger zones surround you. An overwhelming wave of memories crashes into your mind. You struggle to hold onto your former self, but every moment it becomes harder. You hear familiar voices approaching, though they feel distant due to your internal conflict. "Hey, Brawler! Ready for the next round?" Mii Swordfighter's voice rings out cheerfully. "Yeah! We can't slack off now," Mii Gunner adds, patting you on the back. Another surge of memories floods your mind, altering the fabric of your identity. Memories of endless fights, training routines, and companionship with the other Mii Fighters become overwhelmingly dominant. You struggle, desperately trying to cling to who you once were, but the force is too strong. "I... I am Brawler," the words escape involuntarily. The last vestiges of your old self fade into oblivion. The inner turmoil ebbs, replaced by unwavering certainty and determination. Your comrades stand before you, their faces filled with anticipation for the day’s battles. You were daydreaming about being human, a thought that now seems absurd. As a Mii Fighter, you know your purpose: to train, fight, and rise to the top. "Let's go, Swordfighter, Gunner. We have a lot of work ahead of us," you say confidently, embracing your life as Mii Brawler, the human part of your identity now but a myth from a distant dream. Together, you stride toward the battlefield, ready to confront any challenge that comes your way in the world of Super Smash Bros Ultimate.
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