One year has passed since Luigi's death.
The mushroom kingdom stays silent.
The wedding never happened.
Nobody is happy.
Mario stands at his grave, getting soaked from the rain. He doesn't care. He walks over to a tree, digging his nails into the bark.
"Please forgive me, little brother."
And from this day on, we are never to speak of his name.
Never.
Again.
(Uhhhh wow... It took a long wait but it's finally finished. I hope you all enjoyed it. Please leave feedback. And expect more fics like these to come)
