My stories react to the first Mark Enson (And others)

"The bob-omb on union's list"

So the audience sitting and waiting for something to come up when unexpectedly I came in covered in soot and a film reel slightly burnt. Thankfully the reel wasn't harmed.

Orion: Hey.

I coughed as some smoke came out of my mouth.

I walk to the booth with every step I take it shake some of the soot off of me.

Orion: Remember that comment Mark made about a union academy story?

I coughed a few more times to get the smoke out of my lungs. The audience nods as I continue to explain what Mark meant by it.

Orion: So basically. In my realm there are three reoccurring franchises that is placed in this genre. Dxd, Mha, and RWBY. The story goes as follow. The world population became 99% unordinary with sacred gears, quirks, and semblances being a common occurrence. One kid usually referred to as "Y/N" is the one case in which he has none of these, so when they do get into union they get bullied to hell and back for not having said special attribute. The only friends they have are usually dependant on the writer but the bullies are usually the same group. One day Y/N gets fed up with the treatment Union gives him and leaves. An unspecified amount of time later ranging from a week to a year Y/N is put in one of two situation. Saves the world but Union wants them back in and then is pursued till the end of the story usually ending with Y/N exposing and or killing union. Or two, Y/N reenters willingly and proves their bullies weak and continues there pursuit in being a true hero. The former of the two being the more commonly used. Also there is a small and very redundant thing in it being "Hero licenses". Those are certifications that state a person can save people. So yeah, you need a licence to be a good person.

The audience was pretty shocked knowing that such villainous versions of themselves existed somewhere in the multiverse.

Blake: Is that where you brought your reel from?

Orion: Yes actually. Let me show you.

I put it in and start the viewing.

The sun rises on a beautiful city. The architecture was marvelous and the people below were enjoying their daily lives talking with each other. The scene dissolves into a scene of a black ball with legs walking in the forest.

Here we see the last of it's kind. The bob-omb, these sentient bombs were once used by the tyrannical Bowser, King of the koopas. But that age old rivalry has long been over and this bob-omb walked through the forest in an almost uniform marching sequence.

Mark: Apparently from what this map is telling me.

The small 2.5 meter bomb turned it's eyes back as it pulled out a map and carried it without the use of arms and looked at the map.

Mark: The metro kingdom should be near by.

He looks up from his map and looked at the city.