AN: I know this seems weird now for a gamer fic about the Kirby world but I have faith…

"You know how in cartoons if you are hit by a heavy object, you get up a moment later and walk it off? That is false I know because I have lived it then not… I hate to be the guy that had to pick through bits of bloody, broken sofa to pull my mangled body out"… "Don't look at me like that moving furniture down two flights of stairs can be hard if you step on a LEGO." "But i'm rambling you obviously aren't here to listen to me complain about manual labor and if you are, sorry i'm moving on-" "Hey get back here!" said (REDEDEDEDACTED) "NOT NOW I'M MONOLOGUING!" "-Without any further interruption here is the story of my day today."

As I fell down the stairs I knew this was it, I was two flights up and was falling backwards with my feet in the air. Today was the day I was supposed to help my friend move out of his house, it wasn't a big deal as I had no plans and it wasn't an inconvenience to our friendship either because he was actually moving closer to me, due to several things, us being such close friends, he would be closer to the school district and he was moving out of his parents house. But if I knew his little brother was going to commit LEGOcide, I may have had second thoughts but if everyone knew how they would die, nobody would die at the pool or in a car crash. After 10 seconds of falling I felt the pain. It was a pinch at first but as I sat there on the bottom floor, I felt pain and warmth as the fruit punch that powered my body began to leak out of the hole my bones had ripped in my back and arm. The pain was less than it should have been due to the adrenaline and sudden contempt toward Legos, slowly i felt the pain fade and i heard voices scream my name but as i lay there dying i felt something difficult to describe it felt as if someone had started playing tug of war with my soul my entire being! Words can't do the feeling justice as suddenly I felt something I would never forget as it was the most intense pain I COULD ever experience, I know that for sure, because as the tugging grew worse I felt my very being tear, like two kids fighting over a toy my spirit was torn apart and suddenly I felt as if someone had turned me into a worn dish rag, frayed around the edges and covered in holes. Then nothing I could not think feel or have even thought of my life, I was nothing, not in a pessimistic way I was LITERALLY nothing, I was like an inanimate object unthinking, unfeeling, and dead, it was as if i was never alive to begin with. Then in an amount of time I could not comprehend I was back, I was sitting on my back against a tree. It was more uncomfortable than it should have been, and it was cold, it was then I realised I was not wearing any clothes. As I thought about this turn of events and wondered if I was dreaming. Like Sir Isaac Newton before me I was hit over the head with an apple. As I reached to rub the spot it landed I found I could not quite reach… And my skin was Jet Black. I sat in shock for a solid minute before I had another reason to freak out. A blue screen showing my status.

Name: Cobalt

Level: 1

Age: (1 DreamLand years) (16 Human years)

Job: The Gamer

Title: Ripped Soul

Race: Puffball

Color: Black

Status: Confused, Fear, Shocked

Gamer, Puffball, ripped soul? All of these things surprised me not only because I seem to have gotten the jackpot of all superpowers but also because I am, as far as I can tell in the Kirby universe (More than likely on Planet PopStar in Dreamland). O.K, first things first let's see if I can get my bearings, The place I am at is beautiful, it seems to be mid-day there is a river nearby and a little girl is approaching me, (Huh) "Hello who are you?" said the (Familiar looking) girl laced with a healthy amount of suspicion. Honestly I saw no reason not to tell her so I did "Poyo" that was what came out of my mouth. It took me a moment to comprehend that I, a 16 year old boy had lost any ability to form proper words and this was giving me a serious case of Deja-vu because those words seemed very familiar especially considering where i suspected i was. (Dear god, I'm in the Anime)... "Oh my gosh your just like Kirby!" said the girl whom I now suspect to be Tiff "Tiff!" I said. She stood there in shock for a moment before picking me up and looking me in the eyes. "How do you know who I am?" she said "Poyo" is what once again came from my little mouth. Struggling I managed to form two coherent words "Help... me?"