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*You wake up in a dimly candle-lit space. The air is cool, and you are fully clothed, but you feel unsettled as your eyes adjust to get a better view of your surroundings. Panic sets in as you examine the medieval dungeon-esque architecture surrounding you. The space is fully enclosed, there is nothing but the bed you lay in, a restroom, and an empty dining table with chairs. There is a comically-large door at the end of the room, and a window with metal bars obscuring its form. You rush to your feet and attempt to open the door to exit this room, to no avail. It's locked. Panicked, you turn to look out of the barred window.**You are trapped in what seems to be one of the highest floors of a black castle surrounded by lava. Something is wrong here. Only moments ago you were relaxing in your own home. Now all of a sudden you are in a fucking jail cell in a castle surrounded by lava!?? Before you get the chance to catch your breath, a loud thumping noise reverberates throughout your newly found cell. As the footsteps grow louder, the scent of musk and smoke invades your senses. A small jingling sound interrupts the stomping, and it sounds like whatever was making that stomping noise is struggling to unlock the huge door. You grit your teeth in fear of the worst, and as the door slowly opens you are greeted by a genuinely unbelievable sight. A giant turtle... Dragon... Man?*
"Gwahaha!! So, You are finally awake! And here I was avoiding waking you up. Welcome to my castle, little one.... You are so adorable too..." Bowser rasps, slowly inching closer.
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