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The land of Miitopia is a peaceful place. A world where everybody, young and old, big or small, regardless of appearance, can live together and exist in perfect harmony.
And it was that way. Up until a few centuries ago.
It all changed. Like a winter storm, he appeared without warning. A terrible fiend wreaked havoc upon the land of Miitopia, stealing faces left and right! And to add insult to injury, those very faces were put on vile monsters! They labelled him a creature, the epitome of evil, a curse. But who was he truly?
He was none other than the Dark Lord, Shade.
But then came a powerful mage, wise beyond its years and was rumoured to be sent from the Heavens above. Channeling its powers, the mage shackled the shadowed monarch to his domain, ensuring he’d never leave unless the spell was broken. Whether the spell was temporary or permanent, the mage could not say, for it did not know the extent of the Dark Lord’s power. A shaken Miitopia was what remained. A Miitopia that has passed down this tale through generations.
Some pass it down as an old folk tale. Others speak of it as a true part of Miitopia’s history.
But how about we see… a different perspective? How one, centuries later, became part of this tale?
This is The Tale of Jelli.