My girlfriend introduced me to the beauty of Page break so I'll actually use it. I think I'll use it for short explanations from the... villain, as well as my little bits ;P

In any case, Enjoy. :)

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The door was heavy as Mario pushed the huge metal doors inwards. The stench of rotting flesh assailed Mario's nostrils as he closed the door behind him, causing him to gag and hold his nose.

"Bowser?" He called, the sound echoing through the hall, "Bowser? Where are you?" No reply besides his own voice repeating the question back to him.

The castle was surprisingly empty. No Goombas wandering around aimlessly, no Koopas brainlessly ambling into one of two lava pits on either side of the hall and, more importantly, no King Koopa sitting bored upon his huge throne, crafted perfectly to fit his obese, spiky ass.

Mario began insulting him, admittedly badly, to draw him out. "Hey! You green, spiky bastard! Get your fat ass here! I have to talk to you." Nothing but a repeated response.

Mario headed towards the steps that led to Bowser's aforementioned throne, the lava to his left and right bubbling. Bowser's stone replicas on either side of the perch seemed to be watching his every slow step, his hard-heeled shoes reverberated on the rock floor through the room, making him more and more aware of the emptiness and his loneliness. He released his nose, and his nostrils got attacked again but, this time, he ignored it...

Wait... Rotten flesh? Mario hadn't realised that this smell was highly unusual. Burning flesh was normal, after hundreds of mindless drones falling in or being pushed, but rotten wasn't normal. Mario narrowed his eyes.

Suddenly, he saw them. Koopas, loads of them, shells in pieces around them, their heads removed with a sharp, clean, blade. Mario vomited violently, caused in part by the smell, but mostly the grotesque image.

Mario light a fireball and the light bounced around the room. The body count increased to hundreds, and the limp body of Bowser sat upon his stone chair, almost still with the bored expression on his ugly snout, entrails spilled on the floor. Needless to say, Mario's bile refused to stay down.

The light from his fireball emphasised every gruesome organ on the floor. Bowser's shell and body was torn from the chest to groin in one swift motion, made with a single blade. Another detail caught Mario's eye, a glint off the light of his makeshift lantern, a glint that shone from what could only be the intestines of the slain beast in front of him. Closing his eyes, and forcing another violent puking down, he rummaged through the red and pink sludge, which made ghastly squishing noises as his gloved hand reluctantly pushed and slid organs out of his view. He grabbed at the glint and pulled it out of the pile.

The golden key shone brightly now, the seven jewels embedded in the top radiated in different colours, scarlet, sapphire, yellow, cyan, pink, green and a dark grey. The key emanated power, Mario could feel it. Now all he had to do was find the door and get the fuck out of this castle!

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WOAH! Vile gore, Language! This isn't the Roald Dahl story you were expecting, was it? ;P More like George R.R. Martin. Admittedly, I did warn you... Anyway, Reviews are like love and crack, I will appreciate them all :)