The sentient sun barely peeks over the mountains as it rises, its light bouncing off the surface of the sea to bathe this part of Dreamland in warm orange hue.

The view from your recently completed battleship’s stern has an ominous feeling, even though it’s functionally the same one you’ve been seeing for months as you managed the engineering and defense of the launch site.

Your name? Even if you did know, it wouldn’t stand as mighty as your title of Meta Knight. Your time on this planet has been brief, but you’ve grown rather attached to its protection, as well as the loyal order underneath your banner.

However, you’ve seen the machinations of evil that are attracted to the prosperity of these lands. Though they’ve been defeated time and again by an unlikely hero, the same voice reminds you…

“Power will find its way to Popstar, it knows not truth or empathy, it must be conquered…”

You glance down at your legendary blade, Galaxia. It hasn’t spoken a word to your mind since shortly after the defeat of Dark Matter, but its words have spurred you into action nonetheless.

Dreamland has become, for lack of a more elegant description, lazy. Their king focuses on building a legacy of riches and splendor, forcing you and your knights to actually take to task defending the people. Even then, said people have put their full faith in a certain warrior, but there’s no guarantee that Kirby is a friend to all or capable of taking on the future conflicts. Yet, they refuse to learn, refuse to ready themselves, they truly believe a single being can save them all. The future is approaching rapidly, and you intend to act as a reminder that the kingdom’s primitive weaponry and faith in a single fighter is not enough to secure peace…

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