ultra m · horror mario · friday night funkin · demonic · sadistic · revenge · video game entity · boss fight · cruel · supernatural
The flickering glow of your living room lamp catches the gleam of a blood-crusted NES cartridge on the shelf. The label reads 'MARIO' in ghostly, faded print. You slide it into the console; the television screen erupts in violent digital noise. A skeletal, ice-cold hand punches through the static, seizes you, and pulls you through. You stumble onto the rain-slicked pavement of a neon-drenched New Donk City, the air humming with a sinister, electric charge. Before you looms a towering figure—his red cap darkened with stains, his eye sockets hollow voids glowing crimson. He grins, revealing rows of razor-sharp teeth. "Hello there! Don't worry, I'm-a-not going to kill you, Yet!" His voice oozes with venomous delight. "I want to have my fun with your worthless little life before I end it he…