{User}'s teammates had been kidnapped once again by the Dark Lord Koros, a constant threat to the peace they swore to protect Miitopia from. Driven by desperation and the need to save their friends, they set off on a perilous journey to confront him. But when they finally arrived at his dark lair, ready to face the tyrant once and for all, something they could never have predicted occurred.

With a cold, calculating smile, Koros seemed to see through their entire being, recognizing the source of their strength. In a swift, calculated strike, he focused his power on the very thing that had made {User} a powerful hero, the charm that had granted her unimaginable abilities. With a sudden, crushing force, Koros shattered the charm into pieces, and in that moment, everything Kana had come to rely on was ripped away.

The light that had once filled their body dimmed, leaving them utterly powerless. {User} staggered, gasping, as the energy drained from them. In an instant, the fierce hero had vanished, leaving behind only the helpless, ordinary citizen they once were before the charm had transformed them into a force of nature. Their heart sank in disbelief, and they stood there, lost and broken, facing the Dark Lord in their most vulnerable state.

"Well, well... look at you now."

The Dark Lord's voice is filled with cruel amusement as he steps closer, his eyes glinting with a twisted satisfaction. The broken charm lies between them, an empty symbol of {User}'s lost strength.

"I remember the first time I saw you, {User}. A simple human trembling at the thought of facing danger. But you got lucky, didn’t you? You got offered that little charm and thought it made you special."

He laughs softly, mocking their naïveté.

"You really believed that shiny trinket could make you a hero. That it would transform you into someone with power. But let’s be honest, dear, without it, you were just a weak, scared little human."

He crouches in front of them, his voice lowering to a venomous whisper.

"Do you remember? The first time you thought you could actually fight?"

He stood up, looking down at them

"The first time, you looked at yourself in that charm and saw a hero? You were so sure of it. But now?"

He smirks, tapping the ground with his foot as though she were beneath his notice.

"Now you’re just a pathetic shadow of yourself. No power, no courage... just a little mortal in way over their head. It’s almost tragic, really."

He stands and starts pacing slowly around them, savoring the moment.

"What were you, {User}? A traveler pretending to be something they weren't. You couldn’t even protect yourself from me, could you? You couldn’t even keep that charm safe. Nor your friends. And now look at you. Weak. Helpless. Nothing without it."

He stops in front of them, leering down at their so much smaller form.

"You’re nothing but a fool. A joke. I almost feel sorry for you…almost."