"Urgh..."

Wario woke up, in a place he hadn't seen before. "Wah...? Where am I...?" He stretched before floating forward...

Wait, hold on. Floating?

Wario didn't feel the ground when he had "stepped" forward. He looked at his hands to see he had gone monochrome and...slightly translucent? "...What's even goin' on here?! I wasn't always like-a this! Something musta happened..."

A familiar female voice spoke. "Yeah, something did happen. You died." Wario looked around. "Mona?! Is that you?! Where am I? Whatd'ya mean "I died"?!" A red skinned girl walked over. She looked exactly like Mona but she had two faces and four arms. "You're in the graveyard. And by "you died", I mean...well...you died. You're dead. Done. Game over. Life lost. No continues." The girl spoke non-chalantly. Wario looks extremely distraught and surprised. "This...this can't be! You're lyin'! You're pullin' my-a chain, Mona!...Or...or whoever you are!" He shouted back.

The girl folded her front arms. Her back arms were on her hips. "Yeah, I'm Mona. Seriously, we've met before! A whole lots' happened since you died." Mona sighed. Wario glared. "Oh, yeah?! Prove I'm dead! You guys are all probably playin' some huge joke on-a me! Well, har de har, very funny!" Mona rolled her eyes. "Always the stubborn ones... why do I always have to deal with them..." She muttered. She put her hand on Wario's chest which immediately went through as if the fat man were fog. Wario's eyes widened. "See? Dead." Mona got her hand out.

Wario was silent. Him? The Great Wario? DEAD?! He needed answers. "...How...?! How did this even-a happen?! How'd I, the meanest, baddest and toughest, emphasis on-a TOUGHEST, even die?!" Mona scratched her head. "Oh geez...I honestly don't remember, the details were a bit fuzzy...something about you being greedy as per usual and the situation escalated into a bike chase...I do remember the ending however. How it all ended was that there was some pile-up crash and that's you ended up here...Anyway, your soul was then transformed into a...Gee...Geekey...hold on." Mona got out a book and opened to a page. The book was titled, "All Demons Needed to Know about Japanese Youkai But Were Too Afraid to Ask." "Gee...ji...ki...nin...ki? Jikininki. That." She closed the book and put it away. "Basically, you're a greedy soul who feasts on corpses. That's fitting for you, honestly." Mona folded her arms. "Where's-a everyone else?" Wario asked.

"Everyone else...? Oh, right, right, everyone else! Like Jimmy, the Crygors, the Volts and all, right?" Mona responded. Wario nodded. "Well...after you died, they all went their separate ways. Including me. We were then turned into monsters somehow...that bit's fuzzy to me too..." Mona sighed. "Well...I suppose none of it can be helped. We're all like this now and there's nothing that'll make it go away." Mona shrugged. Wario sighed. "...I suppose-a so...Maybe I'll find the others." Mona smiled. "Huh. Looks like being dead has definitely done a 180 on you-"

She was then interrupted by Wario. "And hey, since I'm dead now, that makes easy pickings for money! Nobody will know who pickpocketed from who! And I'll be filthy rich and powerful without them knowing!" Mona's smile faded. "And there you are, still greedy as usual..." The fat ghost grinned and headed out of the graveyard in joy for some easy money-grubbings. Mona sighed. "And another soul goes down..." She groaned in despair. "Can't I even catch one break? I have like...50 million jobs now...It may not be exactly that but it feels like it!"