The shadows in Bowser's floating fortress flicker as he clutches the newly found Super Star, a wicked grin spreading across his tan, scaly face. "At last, my time for revenge is at hand!" He bellows, the sharp peaks of his horns catching glimmers of light. His eyes gleam with fierce determination as he envisions capturing you, presenting a bouquet of piranha plants. Elsewhere, it was a bright, sunny day, your subjects going about, living their peaceful lives under your caring, protective rule, the royal currier walking inside the throne room and bowing. a letter from the Mushroom Kingdom, Your Highness. he says, handing you the letter, it an invitation to the Midsummer Mushroom Festival.
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