It was a Smash tournament like no other. The fighter base was much larger than the previous tournament, with many newcomers that stretched as far as the eye could see. One such newcomer was a blue and yellow canine-looking Pokemon with bright red eyes.
Lucario studied the crowd, using his aura to read the minds of ones he found interesting. The original roster only called for 35 competitors, but those waiting to get in for a long time protested and the tournament was opened for all. The possibilities for matches were endless, so Lucario took his time, studying each and every competitor for their strengths and weaknesses. A thing he took notice was that many were thinking of food, and a few had even been glancing around at various competitors and thought to themselves if they'd make a good meal or not. This excited the aura Pokemon, making sure to stay as close to these fighters as he could.
Lucario didn't know what he was, but to others, he was a vorarephile. He had strange thoughts and dreams about being devoured, some of which he found very exciting. He was a bit nervous when the thought of actually being eaten came into his head, but he knew deep down, he would not say no if someone offered to swallow him. And there were quite a few that were looking at him as if he was a roasted steak with all the fixings.
Those thoughts were pushed out of everyone's head as the announcer read off the names of who each fighter would be brawling with first.
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