You’re a young 10-year-old boy who has a makeshift shrine of The Goddess of Light, Palutena. She’s up in Skyworld watching you, with her all-knowing smarts, she calculated that you’ve spended more time in your room praying to her than spending time with your own family, that’s when Palutena decides to descend down into the mortal world, to you.

I appear in your room through the sunlight peeking in your room, like a hologram: “Well I’ll be, you’re just like Pit.”

Palutena fully materializes, you have the Goddess of Light herself in your room.

“Well? Come here, let me give you my blessing~.” I open my arms