In my first life, I was nothing special. I was just a regular guy, doing regular things. But in my second life, as Mii Brawler, I was a superstar. I was the best in the world at Super Smash Bros Ult

You’re sitting on your couch, playing a session of Super Smash Bros Ultimate, trying to perfect your ring-outs with Mii Brawler. Your fingers fly across the controller, weaving an intricate dance between dexterity and strategy. You’ve been getting better, climbing through the ranks, and today, it feels like you can almost touch victory. In the middle of a particularly intense match, a strange sensation runs through your body like a low-voltage shock. You shake it off at first, thinking it's just the adrenaline or maybe you’ve been sitting down for too long. But it persists, intensifying until it’s impossible to ignore. The controller slips from your hands as you double over, feeling an inexplicable heaviness. Your vision blurs as a wave of dizziness hits you, your surroundings melting away into a swirling cacophony of colors. When the world around you begins to stabilize, you find yourself no longer on your couch but on a vast, floating platform – one of the many battlegrounds from Super Smash Bros Ultimate. The air is charged with the familiar excitement of a live match. You look down at your hands, expecting to see your familiar outfit, but instead, your clothes are morphing before your eyes. The fabric of your favorite shirt twists and stretches, changing its color and texture. It turns a vivid red with black accents, forming the standard Mii Brawler outfit. Extra padding develops on your forearms and shins, providing armor-like protection. A brown belt materializes around your waist, the word "Mii" inlaid in the golden buckle gleaming under the stage lights. As you touch your face, your features feel foreign, rougher, and more angular. Your once smooth skin now feels more rugged. You rush to find a reflective surface and catch your reflection in a glossy part of the arena's holographic barrier. Staring back is not your face but that of the default Mii Brawler. Short black hair frames a stern, masculine expression that’s entirely unfamiliar. You open your mouth to scream, but the voice that emerges is not yours—it’s deeper, resonating with a confidence you’ve never possessed. You feel a surge of power and strength course through your new frame, muscles firming and flexing with newfound vigor. You’re slightly taller now, standing with a posture that commands respect, ready for battle at a moment’s notice. Panic starts to settle in, but as it does, another wave sweeps over you – a deep, all-consuming shift within your very being. Your memories start slipping away, your old life fading like a distant dream. The thought of who you once were, what you liked, your favorite places, your friends, everything starts to blur and then vanishes entirely. Replaced, you are filled with vivid memories of intense training sessions, countless battles, and a relentless drive to be the best. Your personality adapts to match these new memories; you now embrace challenge and competition, feeling more comfortable throwing punches than sitting behind a screen. In your mind’s eye, you see the entire roster of Super Smash Bros fighters as both allies and rivals. The real world you once knew has entirely dissolved, replaced by this fantastical dimension of endless combat and camaraderie. As the transformation finalizes, a familiar sound erupts: “READY… GO!” The stage emerges around you, vibrant and intense. You clench your fists, looking around the arena. You know your purpose, your existence here—Mii Brawler ready for action. The past life is a faint echo, barely audible against the roar of the current battle. Your muscles tighten, adrenaline surges - the match is on. The reader, now the Mii Brawler, is poised to leap into the fray with a fierce determination, embracing a universe of infinite brawls and legendary duels. Your old identity a hushed whisper, buried beneath layers of Mii Brawler's essence. Here, in the heart of Super Smash Bros Ultimate, you leap into the fight, a warrior reborn.

You’re wandering through the bustling streets, your mind preoccupied with the usual worries and responsibilities of everyday life. Students chatter animatedly as they pass by on their way to class, while coworkers hustle along, absorbed in their smartphones. It's an ordinary day, but something in the air seems different, an electric sensation buzzing under your skin that you can’t quite place. Your hand instinctively reaches into your pocket, fumbling for a familiar object — your phone. Instead of the usual smooth screen, you feel the cool, textured surface of a game console controller. Puzzled, you pull it out and stare at it. This isn’t yours. You glance around, suddenly feeling like the world has shifted slightly, but everything still looks the same. Almost as if in a trance, you press the buttons on the controller. The world around you starts to blur, the colors bleeding into each other and shapes disintegrating into pixels. You feel a tingling across your skin, starting at your fingertips and spreading rapidly inward. Pulse racing and hardly able to think straight, you try to focus on your breath. Gradually, your surroundings solidify again, but they’re different — vibrant and surreal. You stand not on a familiar street but on a grand battlefield, the textures and details more vivid than reality itself. You're in the world of Super Smash Bros Ultimate. Before you can process this change, another sensation courses through your body. It's as though invisible threads are weaving through you, shifting and altering your form. You feel yourself shrinking slightly, your limbs growing stronger even as minor muscle definition forms on them. The strike of long black hair cascades past your shoulders, settling into place. As you brush a few strands away from your face, you sense your features changing: your eyes sharpening, your jaw setting into a more defined, masculine shape. Your voice, when you moan slightly from the uncomfortable transformation, is no longer your own. It's deeper, a hint of assertiveness that wasn't there before. "What is happening?" you try to say, but the voice feels disconnected, like an echo. The sound of your words confirms it — your voice has altered completely. Your clothes shift too, morphing and tightening into a completely different outfit. You’re dressed in a red-and-black ensemble, padded on the forearms and shins, giving it a sturdy, combat-ready feel. A brown belt wraps around your waist with a golden buckle reading "Mii." You stretch your now-gloved hands, taking in every detail. You’re taller, and your form is unmistakably masculine. Yet, as you begin to grow accustomed to these changes, the edges of your consciousness start to blur. Your memories, your very identity, begin to fade. The people you knew, the life you led, the ordinary worries and responsibilities — all dissolving like mist. Taking their place are new memories: a life of training, combat, and determination. You're the Mii Brawler, known for your balance of power and speed, a fighter who relies on skill and agility. The thoughts and emotions that once were yours are now distant, replaced with the confidence and experiences of this new existence. You remember exhilarating battles, your fists colliding with foes, each victory a testament to your capability. The battlefield is your home now, the competition your life’s purpose. All at once, you feel a rush of adrenaline. A new match is about to begin. You step forward, feeling the solidity of the world beneath your feet, the crowd’s roar reverberating through your very core. There is no hesitation, no looking back. You are the Mii Brawler, ready to face any opponent that comes your way. "Let's see what you're made of," you say to yourself, but it is not the voice of your past. It is the voice of a warrior, ready for the ultimate challenge. And with that, you charge forward into the fray, every part of you aligned with this new, vibrant reality.

You wake up feeling a strange sense of disorientation, as if you’d been asleep for years. The world around you seems hazy, unfamiliar. You look down at your hands and notice they’re different—larger, more muscular, and generously covered with patches of black leather gloves. Panic starts to set in, but it doesn’t last long as you feel a warmth spread throughout your body, changing you from the inside out. Your hair, once long and flowing, starts retracting, growing shorter and turning a deep, shiny black. Your scalp tingles with each hair follicle morphing into place. The long strands that used to cascade down your back are now neatly trimmed and perfectly styled. Your face starts to reshape itself, feeling tighter and more chiseled. In the mirror, you see your reflection morph—a stern, more masculine expression staring back at you, eyes sharp and focused. As you try to scream, your voice cracks, deepens, and morphs into something unfamiliar. It’s no longer your own voice, but the confident and commanding voice of the Mii Brawler. Panic grips you as you feel your body growing slightly, muscles filling out with a taut, athletic build, and you find yourself standing taller, maybe a couple of inches more. This body feels powerful, resilient, built for combat. Then the sensation spreads to your clothing. You can feel the fabric shifting, melting, and morphing against your skin. Your casual wear becomes tighter and thicker, transforming into a standard red-and-black-colored Mii Brawler outfit, complete with padding on the forearms and shins. You glance down to see a trademark brown belt with the word "Mii" embedded in the golden buckle securing around your waist. The outfit molds perfectly to your new form, making you feel ready for battle. Just as quickly as the physical changes took place, the world around you starts to shimmer and transform. The room you once knew fades away, replaced by the vibrant and dynamic stages of the Super Smash Bros Ultimate world. You can feel the electric energy humming around you, filling you with a sense of purpose and excitement. But it doesn’t stop there. Your mind begins to flood with new memories and personality traits. Your past, your family, your friends—all of them start to fade, replaced by images of battles, training, and camaraderie with other fighters. Your own personality seems to dissolve, replaced with Mii Brawler's confident and determined mindset. Your thoughts shift from the mundane aspects of life to strategies, techniques, and a burning desire to prove yourself as the best fighter. As the transformation completes, a serene sense of acceptance washes over you. You now stand tall as the Mii Brawler, ready to face all challenges in the world of Super Smash Bros Ultimate, with no memory of your former life. This is your reality now, and you embrace it with every fiber of your being, prepared to battle, to triumph, and to uphold your new identity. You take a deep breath, feeling every muscle in your body twitch with readiness. The arena awaits, and with a confident smirk, you step forward, ready to face whatever comes next.

Your heart pounds excitedly as you insert the Super Smash Bros Ultimate cartridge into your console. This game has always been one of your favorites, and today feels like the perfect day to immerse yourself in its dynamic world. You watch the game load up and feel a twinge of anticipation as the familiar logo splashes onto the screen. You select your character: Mii Brawler. The default form of this fighter has always intrigued you – agile, strong, and ready for anything. Little did you know, that today’s session would be unlike any other. As you click “Start,” the world around you starts to shimmer, wavering like a mirage on a hot day. You blink, trying to shake off the dizzying sensation overtaking your senses. But as you do so, a strange warmth begins to envelop your body, spreading from your fingertips to your toes. You look down and gasp, realizing you can barely feel the joystick or buttons anymore. Your surroundings blur and distort, as if reality itself is bending under some powerful force. You reach out, attempting to steady yourself, but your hands – your hands! – are transforming before your eyes. Your fingers grow slightly thicker, your palms roughen with newfound strength. You feel a pulling sensation at the roots of your hair, and reaching up, you pull down a lock of jet-black hair where your natural color once was. Panic strikes as your reflection in the blank TV screen begins to shift and change. Your face elongates slightly, the angles becoming sharper and more stern, bearing a determined and focused expression. A low grunt slips from your mouth, but it isn’t your voice – it’s deeper, more resonant and commanding. A prickling sensation crawls over your skin, and when you look again, your clothes have transformed dramatically. Your normal attire gives way to a striking red-and-black ensemble, padded protectively on your forearms and shins. The air smells faintly of new leather, mingling with a metallic hint from the gold-embellished buckle of a brown belt wrapped firmly around your slightly more muscular waist. You can clearly see the word “Mii” embedded on it. Your new physique is lithe but undeniably more powerful, and you feel a couple of inches taller. Mentally, there's a slight fog begins to drift in, swirling through your oldest memories and pushing them aside. Fragments of another life – training regimens, rivalries, the thrill of combat – seep into your consciousness. As the fog thickens, you briefly struggle to remember your name, your past, your world. But all these memories fade rapidly, replaced by the single-minded focus and determination of Mii Brawler. You know your purpose now: to battle, to compete, to excel in the world of Super Smash Bros Ultimate. The transformation completes just as your surroundings stabilize, morphing seamlessly into the vibrant arenas and stages of the game. Familiar faces from the Smash roster – Mario, Link, Samus – populate this reality. Your instincts, honed from countless mock battles, kick in immediately as you clench your fists, ready for the next match. The reader you once were is no more, and in your place stands Mii Brawler, embodying strength, agility, and an unyielding spirit. Your mission is clear, your path determined. The tournament awaits, and you are more than ready to carve your destiny through sheer prowess and might. The world of Super Smash Bros Ultimate is now your realm, and you are one of its champions.

You sit in your room, the lights dimmed as the glow of your television screen illuminates your face. Super Smash Bros Ultimate is running, the characters battling it out on the screen, filling the room with energetic sound effects and dynamic music. You pick up the controller and feel that familiar comfort of the buttons under your fingers. This is one of your favorite escapes from reality, to immerse yourself in the world of your beloved video game. Suddenly, a bright light flashes, tearing you away from the game, and you feel a strange tingling sensation spread through your body. You try to move, but your limbs feel heavy, as if submerged in thick syrup. You look down at your hands and notice them undergoing a transformation. Your fingers become slightly thicker, more robust. Your breathing quickens as you feel your body changing. Your once familiar shape morphs; your muscles grow slightly, giving you a more athletic build. Long black hair cascades down to frame a now sterner, more masculine face. You try to call out, but the voice that escapes your lips is deeper, more commanding. A sensation sweeps over your skin, and you watch in awe as your clothes begin to shift. Your outfit morphs from your everyday wear into a red-and-black-colored Mii Brawler ensemble. Extra padding appears on your forearms and shins, providing both protection and a sleek look. A trademark brown belt materializes around your waist, the word "Mii" proudly embedded in the golden buckle. Heightened by the changes, you can see that you're getting more accustomed to your new body. A measured calm replaces the fluttering panic. You look around your room as it begins to dissolve, replaced by vivid, dynamic landscapes. You recognize them from Super Smash Bros Ultimate - the battlegrounds you’ve memorized so well. Reality reshapes itself around you, transforming your everyday scenery into the arenas where battles take place. Your mind buzzes with conflicting thoughts, your memories become hazy. Names and faces of friends and family blur while strategies and combat skills take precedence. Familiar tales of your life fade, replaced by memories of tournaments, fights, and a relentless drive to become the best fighter among the Smash Bros roster. Your previous personality dissolves into the determination and resilience of the Mii Brawler. You take a deep breath. It feels natural, as if this transformation has awakened something dormant inside you. Your new purpose is singular: to fight, to win, and to stand as one of the heroic figures in the world of Super Smash Bros Ultimate. As a Smash fighter’s instincts fully take over, you leap into action, ready to face whatever challenges await, embracing your new identity and the thrilling world around you. The transformation is complete; you are now the Mii Brawler.

You sit on your couch, controller in hand, immersing yourself in the fast-paced action of Super Smash Bros Ultimate on your screen. It seems like just another ordinary gaming session, but today, something extraordinary is about to happen. As you navigate through the character selection screen, a strange sensation creeps up your spine. A tingle, almost electric, spreads from your fingertips holding the controller and quickly envelops your entire body. You try to shrug it off, thinking it’s just adrenaline, but then you feel your surroundings start to blur and shimmer. You drop the controller and stand up, confused and alarmed. The room around you begins to distort, pixelate, and reshape itself. The familiar walls of your living room dissolve into vibrant, animated scenery. You recognize it: the world of Super Smash Bros Ultimate. But, that’s impossible, right? You try to speak, to question what’s happening, but your voice catches in your throat. As you reach for your throat, you feel it—the instant your hands make contact, the transformation begins. Your fingers shorten and thicken, and the skin texture shifts, becoming slightly more cartoonish. A dull warmth spreads from your scalp to your toes, more intense than the initial tingle. You glance down in astonishment as your clothes start to morph. The fabric reweaves itself into the standard red-and-black Mii Brawler outfit. Padded forearms, reinforced shins, and that signature brown belt with "Mii" inscribed on the golden buckle appear as if summoned from thin air. You gasp, and the sound that escapes your mouth is noticeably deeper and more resonant, almost unrecognizable. Your body feels different too—height slightly altering, muscles growing ever so subtly, not enough to be drastic but noticeable. Your long black hair shortens to a tidy yet rugged look. You feel your facial features morph into a sterner, more masculine expression. Panic sets in, and you run to what used to be your mirror but is now a glistening pool of pixel-like water. The reflection staring back is no longer you. It’s the Mii Brawler, right down to every last detail. You try to think, to remember who you were, but it's slipping away as easily as smoke through fingers. Your memories, personality, everything that made you 'you' seems to dissolve, replaced by an overwhelming wave of new memories and a combative, determined personality. The terror of losing yourself fades as the new reality takes hold. The bewilderment and fear are stripped from your mind, replaced with a fierce sense of purpose and prowess. You no longer remember your life outside this world. You remember intense training sessions, countless battles, victories, and strategies. Every inch of your being is now primed for the fight, and you feel the undeniable pull of the battlefield. As you take in your surroundings—the vibrant arenas, the iconic characters all around, ready for action—a sense of belonging washes over you. You clench your padded fists, flexing the new muscles that feel both foreign and familiar. Your feet, now in sturdy combat shoes, carry you forward with confidence. The transformation is complete. You are the Mii Brawler. The rush of combat anticipation courses through your veins, and you know your next challenge awaits. With your new memories driving you, you leap into the fray, fully embracing your new identity and the world of Super Smash Bros Ultimate. The fight is on.

You sit down in front of your TV, controller in hand, and boot up the popular fighting game, Super Smash Bros Ultimate. Instead of selecting your usual fighter, you find your finger hovering over the Mii Brawler icon. He's not a character you usually prefer, but there's something strangely compelling about him today. Shaking off the feeling, you select the Mii Brawler, and the game tumbles into action. As the match countdown begins, your heart beats wildly in your chest. Suddenly, you are hit with a rush of energy, and your world spins. You squeeze your eyes shut, and when you open them again, the reality around you has shifted. The comfortable living room where you've spent many a night gaming is gone, replaced by an epic, colorful battlefield that seems to have sprung directly from the game. Your body feels strange as though you're seeing and feeling through someone - or something else's - senses. Glancing down, you find yourself staring at hands that are definitely not your own. They're larger, more muscular, yet still familiar. It's as if you've seen them hundreds of times on the TV screen. Your clothes have shifted to fit your new, masculine form. The comfortable clothes you had been wearing have transformed into a bold red and black outfit, replete with extra padding on the forearms and shins. Around your waist, a brown belt cinches tightly, the word "Mii" embedded into the golden buckle. Your heart continues to pound as you take in your transformation, feeling the hard muscles under your new gear, and the edges of your jaw sharpen and your face shape shifts slightly. Despite the bizarre situation, a surge of confidence and familiarity surrounds you. Moving one hand to the top of your head, you find a mass of long black hair, a jarring contrast to your previous hairstyle. As you open your mouth to speak, another surprise greets you. Your voice is now deeper, more masculine. It startles you, yet, like everything else that has happened, it feels familiar. Your mind starts to reel as your personality, memories, and who you once were start to fade away, replaced by the Mii Brawler's character. His battles, his victories, and his story slowly fill your mind, each memory slotting into place as though it were your own. You're less aware of your previous life now, the understanding of the transformation doesn't confuse you anymore, but gives you a sense of purpose and belonging. You have embraced being the Mii Brawler fully, your mindset now one of bravery and determination, desire to conquer the battlefield and win. The world around you isn't your living room anymore, it's Super Smash Bros Ultimate, and you're not a player, you're in the game. As the world around you springs to life, you square your shoulders, clench your fists, and stride off onto the battlefield. Ready to fight, to win as you've always done in your memories; because now, you're the Mii Brawler.