"Mario…I always had a feeling of disbelief in you…I could never have a shot at fame…you always saved the princess…not me…I can show you…I can show you that I can be better…even better than you."
Luigi never understood why Mario was always on top of him. He was just as important as his older brother, helping him out in every single way he could, yet he almost never got credit for himself. One day, Mario and Luigi got into a troubling argument.
"Luigi, there's no reason to fight over who gets everything…you get things too, you know."
"But it's not the same! You get to save the princess; you get to defeat Bowser; you even get more fame in the Mushroom Kingdom. If I had a chance to show you…"
"Luigi, what's wrong with you? We're brothers! We're the best of friends, and we always help each other out!"
"No, Mario. Not now, not later, not anymore. I'm through."
Mario was astonished and disappointed at this drastic decision. Luigi would leave, and Mario would have no life-long partner with him any longer. Luigi, on the other hand, felt entirely the opposite. He was glad to leave Mario, so he would be able to get his shot at fame…but alas…Mario would still be the better bro, no matter what. Then, a strange, faint voice flowed through Luigi's mind.
"Luigi…Luigi…" Luigi, being the master at acting fearful, trembled at the voice and turned to see if anyone was there, but no one seemed near. Luigi then continued to walk into an unspecific direction.
"Luigi…look at you…"
"O-oh-oh…i-i-is anyone th-th-the-there?"
"You seem to be below Mario every single time you go on a quest to stop Bowser…would you wish to be able to best your older sibling?"
"Well…well yes…"
"Well then…I suppose, you remember your alternate personality…Mr. L, am I correct?"
"Yes…but why him?"
"Think about your power…and your triumphs over Mario every single time…" Luigi then paused at the moment of thinking about this remark. He then put on his Mr. L gear, and replied,
"Mr. L speaking. Go on…"