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"Here we are at the gate, Pit. Make a good impression, you're speaking with the elders,"
"Lady Palutena, you're the only master I need,"
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"Thank you, Pit, but watch out for the edge!"
"I got it!" Pit grabbed onto the edge of the battlefield. "Here we go!"
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Pit looked up over the edge, and saw the masters of the gates, the masters of the game world: Pac-Man, Sonic, Pikachu, and the one and only, Mario. This is their throne, and their universe is their light. Pit overheard their conversation, unironically about the Mii revolution.
"The Mii's are trying to conquer the surface at super-sonic rate," Sonic looked out into the distance, and back at his colleagues. Pikachu just nodded along, and sketched a drawing of a Mii inheriting the presidential office and taking down Mario from his throne of coins. The drawing also featured sonic hanging from a noose, and pikachu himself having his head chopped off with a guillotine.
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"What the actual hell, pikachu?!" Sonic was wide-eyed. He looked at his buddy, scared. Pit tried to creep onto the stage, but one of his hands fell when a piece of stone broke off. It made a noise and caught everyone's attention.
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