You probably already know that Evil Kirb killed Magolor in the last ''adventure''. Well, even when he is dead, he is thinking about some stuff, strong dead or not. This fanfic is for someone I promised to write, so as a result, I made it. Voila. This story is a full, spellchecked list of what Magolor is thinking right now. Let's take a look…
Well, I am dead. I have already died lots of times before, but this time is a true death. I wonder… how Marx is grieving for me in these times, when we were just friends. Mirror Kirby... He doesn't give a crap about anything around him, due to indiscipline from his parents. He is very self- centered and only cares if he is dirty, his wand is dirty, if his hat is dirty, if his boots are dirty, and if his blah-blah-blah-I-don't-care-about things are dirty. Kirby…. He doesn't care about anything now. He hasn't saved anyone, and his happiness is fading quickly. If he doesn't save anyone… he won't be the Kirby we knew before. HAL…. Their company is a reputation of prestige to be the ones who created Kirby. Now driven mad by fandom, they declare war on their universe of Kirby.. I'll admit, I love him. He is a good friend to talk to, a good friend to play with, a good friend to go places, and a good friend to be a friend. I just wish, that the rest of this changes… because if not…. This world will die and rot on its own…