Tom turned his gaze in pain towards the slightly bluish corpse lying beside him, his heart filled with confusion and fear. In his mind, he repeatedly pondered Mario's words and actions, trying to find the logic and intent behind them. As the ruler at the peak of the Mushroom Kingdom, Mario possessed supreme power and status, seemingly exempt from any responsibility for his decisions and actions. In this context, the tragic deaths of two servants could easily be concealed and ignored, with no one truly seeking the truth of the matter.
Tom couldn't comprehend why Mario would meticulously orchestrate all of this, entangling himself and another servant in this seemingly inconsequential power game. From his perspective, everything Mario did seemed entirely unnecessary from any angle. What was Mario's ultimate purpose? Was it to showcase his absolute power, or was it merely for personal entertainment and satisfaction?
These problems are like unsolvable mysteries, troubling Tom's soul. He painfully realizes that in the Mushroom Kingdom, a world dominated by power, the truth is often not so important, and people's lives can easily be ignored and sacrificed. For Mario, perhaps this is just another small game in daily life, but for Tom and others involved, it is a matter of life and death, an inescapable reality.
Tom shook his head in sorrow and anger, his inner being like a chaotic sea, with surging thoughts crashing against the shores of his soul, only to be mercilessly shattered time and time again. Whenever he tries to find a shred of understanding or explanation, these conclusions are like encountering Mario's invisible fist, instantly crumbling into unmatchable fragments, leaving him only with more intense despair and helplessness.
His hands hung weakly on the cold ground, as if even the courage to resist had been completely drained from him. Tom's gaze gradually became dull as he lifted his head from the small balcony to look at the shining sun in the distant blue sky. It was so dazzling and bright, as if it were the only unchanging truth in the world, illuminating every inch of the Mushroom Kingdom.
However, for Tom, that dazzling brightness formed a stark contrast with his current situation. In this world filled with power, deceit, and betrayal, that brightness seemed unable to reach the dark corners of his heart. He began to question whether the world's brightness was just an illusion, and whether the real world was actually filled with shadows and treachery.
Tom suddenly felt an uncontrollable wave of nausea, with various indescribable emotions churning in his stomach - fear, despair, anger - flooding out like a raging beast, making him lose control. The lifeless body lying quietly beside him seemed to be looking at him at that moment with its silent eyes, a hollow and soul-piercing gaze that filled Tom with unprecedented panic. His stomach, no longer under control, finally succumbed to the pressure and nausea, and he vomited with a retching sound.
The sour liquid, mixed with undigested food residue, splattered on the ground, emitting a pungent smell. In that moment, it seemed like all the surrounding sounds disappeared, leaving only Tom's gut-wrenching retching echoing on the balcony. Soon, a swarm of flies, attracted by this sudden "delicacy," began to gather around Tom, buzzing as they busily circled around the vomit.
At this moment, Tom feels like he has been abandoned by the whole world, sitting alone on the ground surrounded by his own vomit and buzzing flies. His heart is filled with despair, accompanied by hatred and incomprehension towards the world. This extreme discomfort and mental torment make him feel more unbearable than physical pain. In this shining Mushroom Kingdom, Tom deeply feels the cold and ruthless side of human nature.
Mario witnesses Tom's breakdown and bursts into laughter, which sounds particularly harsh in the morning sunlight. Seeing Mario's reaction, Toad immediately joins in the laughter, and their laughter intertwines to form a cold and ruthless scene. Mario laughs and says, "Ha! It looks like our clever Tom can't take it anymore! This is just a simple appetizer, and you can't handle it?"
His words are full of sarcasm and contempt, as if he is enjoying Tom's suffering and despair. For Mario, all of this is just a part of his power game, and Tom's pain is just one of the ways he derives pleasure. He is indifferent to Tom's plight, instead seeing it as a seasoning to enhance his own entertainment.
This reaction makes the whole scene even more gloomy and cruel. The laughter of Mario and Toad is nothing but the deepest mockery to Tom who is experiencing despair. It is not only a disregard for his physical pain, but also a trampling of his inner world. Tom's tragic fate is nothing more than a small episode in the daily lives of Mario and Toad.
Tom's voice was filled with incomprehension and pleading, his eyes staring directly at Mario, attempting to seek a shred of understanding and sympathy from this figure at the pinnacle of the Mushroom Kingdom. Trembling, he said, "Why... I don't understand, what is the reason for doing this? Just for fun? Are we supposed to be played with like this? Are we just... some kind of small animals? Some kind of insects?" His voice revealed a deep sense of powerlessness and despair, unable to comprehend or accept the absurdity and injustice before him.
These words, like heavy bombs, exploded in this sunny morning, yet failed to resonate with Mario and Toad. Tom's questioning exposed the cruel truth of the power structure in the Mushroom Kingdom— in this world dominated by the strong, the fate of the weak is often not in their own hands, their pain and struggles often only serving as tools for the entertainment of the powerful.
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