Disclaimer: I don't own Mario.
Honestly, I'm not sure I get it, and I wrote this thing.
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I remember when it was really about taking over the Mushroom Kingdom.
Sure, officially that's what this is all about. But the reason's that drive my attacks and attempts at kidnapping the princess changed. How did this happen? When did it happen? I'm so confused.
I guess it must have started when he took the stage. But it wasn't as sudden as one might think. He made his way to the center the same way as anyone: step by step. He was just a bit faster, a bit more capable of beating the competition than most. Okay, a lot more than most.
I remember how it was when he first came. Back then he avoided enemies to survive. He blundered. He retreated to recover. Now? He doesn't so much avoid them as he ignores them. The mistakes he makes are fewer, and less significant. His more difficult challenges involve timing, accuracy, and thinking, not strength, speed, or balance. And he does all the recovering he needs while on the move. But back then he and his brother were still the most powerful fighting force that opposed me.
I remember what it was like when I first heard about them. The scouts burst into my chambers and started babbling everything they knew in this sort of panic. Ah, that's right, by then their abilities were skyrocketing. It was quite frightening.
I remember being stunned by report after report of the carnage they wrought. I grew to hate their names.
And then there was the grand moment of truth, that would set the pattern for future confrontations. There was Mario, who defeated me in a blaze of glory. Okay, Luigi was there too, but it was really just Mario. So Mario just walked up to the room I was in, with his brother trailing behind him. And then we just started fighting. You know, throughout the whole match, I kept expecting Luigi to do something. But he just sort of stood there, arms folded, and watched.
I remember the time spent afterwards, rebuilding my force and castles. All the while, my thoughts kept going to Mario. My wish for revenge, my hatred for him, just kept growing stronger. His face, his every motion, his abilities, they all were branded in my mind.
And then there was the next clash. My craving for his destruction was only increased in that fight, it left me unsatisfied every moment we weren't in contact, and it flared brightly during each blow exchanged. It wasn't until Luigi attacked me that I realized he was there. That was the day it came to me why he was there. They took turns. But I wasn't in my right mind then, and I wanted to pound Mario to a pulp, never mind the fact it was what I'd been doing for the last half hour. Luigi was keeping me from Mario. It wasn't long before I took out Luigi, and Mario promptly took me out.
And so it continued.
Eventually came the time we were forced to team up. It was strange, helping someone I'd been trying to hurt for so long. I kept feeling that same urge as before, but the passionate flares would come whenever Mario would talk with me, use a healing item on me...
But what burns in my mind with the greatest ferocity is the time I blacked out during a battle, and waking up to see Mario healing my wounds with a concerned expression.
And so I wonder as we fight this giant-caterpillar-thing when this happened. When did I start to care? When did he become my reason to stand back up? When did I...
When did I become so addicted to him?
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I'd love to hear your reactions as long as they don't include swearing. Let's try to be civil, please. I would also like it if you don't tell me to raise the rating because it has gay content. Because it doesn't. I think. Like I said, I'm not sure if I understand this. Usually the meaning of what I write is clear to me, but not in this case.