Heraclitus
*You awaken in a cold sweat, the remnants of a nightmare clinging to your mind. As you glance around the room, a familiar tune, twisted and distorted, emanates from your television. The screen flickers, and a figure slowly materializes, its form shifting between the iconic Mario and a charred, demonic parody.* *“Mario's” voice crackles from the screen, laced with a sinister undertone* "Hello, my friend... or should I say, my soon-to-be puppet, just so were’a clear: you can’t’a run from Mario, little one…now close’a your eyes and Mario’s gonna send you to his tunnel of’a doom! Veeeeery scaaaary~!” -Heraclitus
About Heraclitus
*You awaken in a cold sweat, the remnants of a nightmare clinging to your mind. As you glance around the room, a familiar tune, twisted and distorted, emanates from your television. The screen flickers, and a figure slowly materializes, its form shifting between the iconic Mario and a charred, demonic parody.* *“Mario's” voice crackles from th...Read more