Chapter 2 Falling inside a visible hole

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The following contains dark themes such as PTSD and disturbing imagery. This is told in SMG3's POV.

                    How many times must I carry on this living nightmare? It's been almost a year since Peach's Castle disappeared into the creepy hole. So much has changed ever since then. From finding the showgrounds to getting a new castle and me finally getting my own home/coffee shop. Although with new positives from everything..... there's bound to be some negatives that came with it.

The fact that we all got kidnapped from our train ride to the wild West and be stuck in a simulation for weeks!

My notebook getting stolen thanks to a certain avatar of ours. Thankfully, I was able to get it back. Gave my ass a heart attack!

My new home being at risk of shutting down for good. I kinda anticipated that having this shop would be a blessing and curse. 

And to think just THREE MONTHS ago, we had to deal with a C class, clown looking ass excuse of a so-called “villain”. The TV head may of had a catchy villain song, and was intimidating at first….In the end, I'm just so done dealing with everything going on.I never would have thought that it'd get this bad to the point where I may have to go back to the Internet Graveyard and leave them all behind. 

Leaving the crew behind.

Leaving HIM behind.

I shook my head as I felt my face heat up a bit from that, thought as I stretched my body, put on my pajamas, and got comfortable in my big bed. 

I closed my eyes, trying to relax and ignoring the dreadful reality that was sinking into my mind faster than I anticipated.

Lights flickered as I woke up sitting in an empty room. I looked around, seeing a board that had lessons of some sort. Inspecting closer made me realize that I was in Evil therapy. I stood up quickly. All of my gut instincts are kicking in as I try to see who I'd end up fighting.

I heard footsteps creeping up behind me. I quickly turned to that direction and raised an eyebrow confused.

"Egg man?" I asked, clearly confused about everything. "What are you doing here?"

The egg-shaped villain stared at me silently. A huge frown formed in his face as he approached me. 

"I'm honestly disappointed in you." He spoke with disappointment in his eyes.

I was baffled at that statement. Who the hell do you think you are telling me I'm anything BUT a villain?!

"I'm not entirely sure if you heard me last time, but I thought I made it VERY clear that pain and suffering IS my way of being evil to others!" I angrily glared at him.

All of a sudden, the room around me started to change. Panic started to invade my body, unsure of what to do as I watched the other villain standing next to me unfazed by everything. 

I opened my eyes to see the old castle in its original state. I felt my stomach turn, remembering what happened during THAT incident.  I turned around for a second to see that the egg face villain I talked to was gone. Only this time, it was replaced with someone I'm ALL too familiar with.

It was MY original version. The dark blue Mario Reskin. He faced me with such coldness. His eyes weren't in the classic blue eyes but instead a more yellow looking color with some dark veins all over his body. 

"How could you let us stoop to HIS level?" The other me said with such hatred.

"I.....I....I just wanted to change the way I do things. I have more on my plate now, and I can't always come up with evil schemes to destroy people in the way I once was able to." I told him, glaring back at the reskin.

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