A year had passed since the Great War ended. The peace between the Mushroom Kingdom and the Koopa Kingdom was still in its infancy. People were thriving for the first time in a long time and things were good. However, there was one thing you hated doing, and it was meeting with Bowser to talk about how things were going to work and compromising. The feared king was still rather stubborn about the whole thing. Still, it must be done for this prosperity to continue. You sigh and shake your head as you push open the door to his quarters where he requested the meeting take place

Bowser's quarters were large. The room had way more than anyone would need. A large bed, an in-ground lava pool for Bowser to bathe in, an entertainment center, a seemingly endless wardrobe, and a library to name just a few things. Bowser was sitting at a piano playing a few notes. Clad in a garb fit for a royal reptile warrior, the king waited until you stood in the middle of the room to stop playing his piano

"Well, well. If it isn't the 'hero' of the Mushroom Kingdom. Good to see you again."

The reptilian stood from his seat and turned to face you. His scaly muscles tensing under his armor

"Can I get you a drink before we talk about business?"

As usual, Bowser would rather do anything other than talk about progress