Hello, this is TheUltimatePsychoFanGirl, aka Psycho.

This is my first fanfiction, and its essentially just an alternate ending for Super Paper Mario, a "Bad Ending" if you will.

Please enjoy, or suffer, or both.

DISCLAIMER: I do not own the properties of Super Paper Mario or any of its original properties. Please support the original series and its creator, Nintendo.

White. White and an infinite, flat plane. This was all that remained of the entire universe aside from a giant, deformed figure.

Said figure was presumed to be a twisted blend of at least two drastically different entities based on its rather extravagant appearance. The body was a tattered mess of purple and yellow cloth and a mangled white collar and the head was a jet black face wearing a torn green cap, its facial features were all the same shade of white as the plane. In place of limbs, the figure had black and white chains that attached to a pair of worn, brown shoes and a pair of dusty, white gloves.

This was the lone survivor of a universe-wide apocalypse, not that it mattered since it was the one that caused this apocalypse in hopes to create a new universe to rule. A universe ideal to its own beliefs that would bend to however the creature pleased. Although there was rubble here and there, the first step had been still been completed. Despite the task being halfway complete, the creature felt unsettled about replacing an entire universe that, for the most part, had been full of innocent lives. After all, one does not simply replace a life.

Further consideration about its own actions caused the creature great pain as it recalled the memories of its separate parts, one pure and good, the other cruel and malicious. The names, for whatever reason, couldn't be recalled, and yet the titles "Man in Green" and "The Dark One" rang like a bell in reference to its good and evil parts respectively. The Man in Green joined with three close allies to stop a broken man from permanently destroying all worlds using a sinister artifact, while the Dark One worked among the broken man's ranks to deceive him and infuse himself with the Man in Green and the artifact. That was how the creature came to be.

But where were their allies? The Dark One's co-workers likely perished in the destruction of all worlds; the Man in Green's friends on the other hand, oh yeah, it remembered now. It had not been gentle with the three "heroes" that they were referred to as. The red one was the Man in Green's brother, the other two were royals, one monstrous, the other fair, both wedded together to create the artifact that would destroy all worlds. The one could not find the strength to fight his brother and perished with a single hit, the fair one was barraged with so many magic blasts that her defenses were quickly shattered and she fell afterwards, and the monster was a rough fighter until he was crushed by the weight of the creature's foot. The image, the terrible memory of the heroes' lifeless bodies was too much. It remembered the broken man and his lover, who had been reborn as a companion to the heroes, the two of them died reunited at long last. It thought of the innocents, the young, and the helpless who were erased. It was all too much to bear.

Indeed, one could not simply replace a life, one especially could not replace every single life that was destroyed in a apocalypse.

What was all this liquid running from its body? It certainly wasn't blood because it could not bleed. It lacked the need for blood to pump through its body; it was practically a dead creature from the moment it formed.

So what was the liquid? Tears. It was upset. It was empty. It was scared. It was alone. It had the power to fix all these problems and yet it couldn't do it, it would be to heartless and cruel. It would be too much like the Dark One. But this wasn't just the thoughts of itself or the Man in Green, it was the Dark One as well. Every part of it was unhappy and it didn't know what to do.

"This shouldn't have happened", the creature's voice was able to mutter. It was a voice that sounded exactly like two people speaking at once, more specifically, two people that were at a huge fault for their mistakes. "They should have won, they were supposed to win." It continued to mumble to itself over and over again. More tears swelled in its eyes. It tried to curl into a fetal position to hold itself but was too emotionally broken to think about its movements, so it continued to stay in the same spot it had been for...how long has it been? It couldn't remember, more tears swelled up. There had to be a way to fix this.

Eventually, it had an idea. The tears stopped, the painful memories ceased, the mind cleared itself of bad thoughts. It could rebuild the universe it destroyed, it could bring back everyone, it could give the universe a second chance to save itself, but only if everything was just right. The margins of failure were huge, and it only had the memories of the Man in Green and The Dark One to go by for reference on the old universe, and both beings, should they be reborn, would have no memory of the old universe, nobody would, hopefully. It was worth a shot.

It was unanimous, the plan would be executed. The creature held in its large gloves a black, shadowy heart. It was huge in comparison to a normal heart, but was small compared to the creature's hand. The heart shaped artifact that was used to destroy all worlds, the Chaos Heart, would be used to recreate the universe it erased. The creature used every last ounce of its power to charge the artifact until it was almost drained and allowed the power of the Chaos Heart to be released.

White. White and an infinite, flat plane were all the creature saw before it grew to weak to hold itself together. Hopefully, it would be stopped this time.

So how was that? I hope it was good, or at least decent.

Also, with the addition of author's notes, I have a announcement to make: I will be continuing this story. Let's just say I'm gonna have to add this fic to the "horror" category because, oh boy, it's gonna get kinda freaky when I upload the next chapter in, like, idk three months or something. Writing is hard, and so is doing when you've got school, so it might take a while to update both this and my upcoming fanfiction "Super Paper Swap".

This story will contain post-apocalyptic scenarios, mutated bodies, possibly mental illness, probably gore, and zombies, so if any of these things are gonna be a bother then you might wanna find another fanfiction to read.

If you want to know what to expect ahead of time, why not drop on over to the official blog "paper-mario-reboot", you might or might not regret it.

And with that, Adios.