Novel & Cerita Super Paper Mario The End

, I drew a heavy cross. Twelve days left.

I only smiled until my eyes curved like crescents. Something seemed to block Mason's throat. He stepped back from the closet and accidentally bumped the bookshelf with his shoulder. Something fell from the top shelf and hit the floor with a slap. A dark-blue journal with a worn, fraying cover lay open on the floor. He bent to pick it up, but his gaze caught the first lines on the exposed page. "I came back from ten years in the future."

"Duraj was assured of winning " "Exactly. Especially after all the controversies, he'd gathered enough popularity to set his winning streak. Any one with a rational thinking would know there's a set up behind this, why couldn't he come out to null all the death rumors before Pedro's father was killed?. Pedro was an only child. Well, asides from his adopted brother. Funny enough he was the product of a one night stand with a gold digger who dumped him to his father for a good sum of money. Ever since, he was raised and nurtured by one man who cared for him effortlessly, only for him to get killed over some peoples selfish quest for himself." he pulls out another paper from the file and reads

And my darling daughter, Alice—her future would be limitless. The End

“How’s everything going today? Did you save any lives?” “If it turns you on, then yes. Though everything I’ve done today was prescheduled, so no one was in danger. And Bobby…he’s back to his old self. Bugging nurses and begging for pain pills. What about you? Did you finish the Batmobile yet?” “You can’t rush art. But I did find a flaw in the system for another part of the project that has to pair with what I’m working on, and I’ll just say the people we’re making this for were really impressed. It was their guys who messed up.”

Did they even have guns here yet? I didn’t find anything sharp, but I pinch a bag of coins and a hideous ring. I had no idea how much money was in the pouch or how to count the money here, but at least I had some. I shuffled through some of the papers and found a few scrolls with Sir Duggar’s signature. I stuffed those in my bag along with a map I found under them.

Really breathe. THE END.

I'm sure it will get stale, waiting for my superhuman to stop. ________________________ They're super😆😆😆😆 Thank you for enjoy the story🤗🤗🤗😅🤗

Metal screaming apart. And then… nothing. THE END

Neither of them was in a hurry. THE END