â - âThatâs what I was thinkinâ.â A voice chimes in while tailing behind the one known as the Kingdomâs Superstar. As the shrubbery was handled by his newest companion, the teenâs task was to weave through the incoming branches that were unintentionally sent slinging back, keeping the pressed bushes at bay for a bit longer, alongside surveying the area of this once vibrant kingdom. A not so good feeling was already stirring within his gut the further they managed.
What they discover within remote neck of the woods is stronghold that holds a distinct lack of life. Even at the front it was eerily silence, the sort of silence grated out by a voice draining away all the life within a remote setting. A sleek, polished foundation kept the building upward, multiple windows holding stained glass witnessed as a frigid dark aura permeated the area, causing the local wildlife from Dayzees to even the territorial piranha plants at bay. Soraâs facial features tightened at the side of this place.
âNo doubt about it.. I can feel it. Thereâs darkness here that are putting a lot of the Heartless we seen to shame so far.â
âNot that I have to remind ya, but letâs keep sharp.â With that said the slow advance to the stronghold begins. Unknown to them there were eyes lurked within the shadows, literally, vengeful expressions that would keep sharp tabs upon the approaching two heroes as they neared the area. For now they would bring themselves to attack just yet, oh no, let the brazen fools get closer, all in the name of being encroached and devoured by the darkness that aims to eagerly devour these powerful lights.
Soraâs expression for the time being looked troubled as he peers around the location. Multiple sigils of all sorts could be found painted on the groudds around them, something he wisely kept out of range of as they continued forth. Erected columns that would be perfect for lookouts didnât even hold any grunts to man the particular stations. For the time being a curious look was given over to Mario.
âThis makes a first that Iâve ever seen stuff like this.. And youâre telling me what was he called? Bowser right? He never really messed with stuff like this? Cause far as I seen there isnât any Heartless that are big enough wise guys to cook up things this big. Theyâre usually a lot more.. animalistic? Yâknow, more about the bite now and think later.â
âMmhmm.â He gave a nod before following after Sora, making sure to keep cautious with the various traps this place was teeming with. Mario had no idea what the heck all this was meant to spell, except for the fact that itâs perhaps wise to follow his new friendâs cue and not mess with them.
The eerie silence aside from their own voices felt a lot more overbearing than heâd like.
âIf Bowser happens to be behind all this, Iâd say heâs really changed his game plan this-a time around.â Whether this is expected or not, honestly, is up in the air.
âThat big oleâ turtle is usually up to-a no good, yeah, but Iâm not sure if itâs of this caliber. Besides, heâs always one for theatrics and brute force, and nothing... well, nothing-a creepy like this.â He took another look at the ominous fortress before them, the stained glass emphasizing this twisted air only associated with the building in question.
Searching through his memory -- one chock full of adventures gone by where the plumberâs encountered all sorts of situations -- only one in particular had stood out to him that offered a haunting parallel. Could it really be the case, heâd ask himself? No, it canât be. Heâs recalled sealing away that accursed thing so long ago that it was nothing but an inside story to both himself and Luigi.
This just has to be something different, thatâs all.
âWell, no better way to go but in now, eh?â He chuckled, trying to make light of the situation. Mario would slowly make his way forward to happen upon what appeared to be the fortressâs front doors themselves. Certainly it couldnât be as simple as waltzing right in, could it?
Heâd place a gloved hand on the door handle, and giving it a firm push, it began to slowly creak open to invite them further inside.
â... oh. Guess they left their front door open.â Yeah he knew they werenât going to like this.
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