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In the morning light, Mario stood in the mist of the early morning, his gaze piercing through the gaps in the forest, staring at his guards. Their faces were marked with the traces of the previous night's actions, each drop of blood telling the story of a night of fierce battle. Mario wore a faint, almost imperceptible smile on his face, his outward warmth and gratitude concealing the pleasure of calculation and manipulation in his heart.
He slowly turned his body to face all the guards, and with a solemn and sincere expression, he said, "Thank you all! Your actions tonight, though they may not be celebrated in the future, and may go unnoticed by the world, please believe that every decision you made was filled with great significance. Your actions, though bloody, are the difficult choices we must make in this chaotic era to protect our country and people." His words sounded full of gratitude, but in reality, Mario felt more satisfaction in the blind loyalty of these soldiers.
These SS members' loyalty and unconditional execution of every order made Mario feel like he had absolute control. He knew that as long as he gave the command, no matter how difficult or cruel, these people would unquestionably carry it out. This blind adoration and obedience gave Mario an unprecedented sense of satisfaction.
In Mario's mind, he felt entitled to all of this. He believed that his intelligence and strategy were the sole reasons they were able to survive. So, while expressing gratitude, deep down, he coldly assessed the value and usefulness of each person, considering how to more effectively use them to achieve his own goals.
Mario's gaze swept through the ranks of the guards one by one, and he could read loyalty and respect on each person's face. But to Mario, all of these were just pawns in his grand scheme. In this endless game of power, Mario had already learned how to interpret every necessary role, whether it be a loving leader or a ruthless decision-maker. He could easily switch between them, all to maintain his position at the top of the power pyramid.
When Mario and his guards stepped out of the forest, he had expected to be greeted by the familiar and prosperous cityscape of Mushroom Kingdom. However, reality delivered a heavy blow, striking him hard in the heart. His originally high spirits froze in that moment, turning into shock and disbelief.
City, the place that once held countless lives and laughter, now only remains a hollow emptiness. The enormous castle that represented the glory of the Mushroom Kingdom seems to have never existed, along with all its prosperity and splendor, all wiped away in silence. The scene before him mirrors the fate of the Koopa Kingdom he witnessed before, filling Mario's heart with fear.
"This... this can't be..." Mario's voice trembles, his body shaking, almost falling off the horse. His gaze stares blankly at the void before him, a despairing abyss, an ending he never imagined.
At that moment, all the pride, all the schemes, all the desire for control, seemed so insignificant in the face of this sudden reality. Mario couldn't believe that the Mushroom Kingdom he had controlled and managed, the kingdom he considered his own, had vanished during his absence.
Shock, fear, and confusion tangled in Mario's heart. In this moment, he was no longer the lofty, well-planned ruler, but a mortal facing the unknown and fear. His mind was full of questions: How did all this happen? How could his kingdom, his home, disappear without warning?
Mario can't believe this is the ending, he refuses to accept it. However, the reality in front of him is like a mirror, coldly reflecting his deepest fears. Faced with such a sight, Mario feels not only shocked, but also an unprecedented sense of powerlessness.
As Mario and his guards face an unprecedented terror and emptiness, they are filled with indescribable shock and fear. Suddenly, a discordant element appears in the scene. Almost unnoticed in a corner, a figure abruptly emerges, followed closely by another figure, moving in a crawling posture. These two unexpected figures turn out to be Toad and Tom, who has been playing the role of a dog.
Toad, a famous servant in the palace known for his morbid loyalty and service, has appeared on the edge of this disaster, with an expression filled with urgency and panic. Meanwhile, Tom is crawling on all fours, imitating a dog's movement, following behind Toad, all of which seems so incredible and even absurd.
In this atmosphere of despair and fear, Toad's appearance is undoubtedly an untimely bright spot, adding a hint of eerie relaxation to the originally heavy atmosphere. However, this relaxation is quickly swallowed by the cruelty of reality, after all, they are facing the Mushroom Kingdom, and perhaps the disaster facing the entire world.
The members of the SS were momentarily caught off guard by the sudden appearance of this figure, but their training allowed them to quickly regain their vigilance and refocus their attention on Mario, waiting for instructions. As for Mario, the absolute ruler of the Mushroom Kingdom, what complex emotions might be swirling in his heart at this moment? Faced with Toad, a loyal but somewhat comical servant, how will he react?
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