He fucked up, terribly. He got blinded by rage, and ruined everything. And now, he is now laying down on the floor of his throne room, his origami body crinkled and ripped, whilst his sister was begging him to stay alive for just a little while whilst holding onto his hand.

“I love you, my dearest sister..”

His final words were spoken as he fully went limp, his origami body turning back to what he oh so hated: thin, weak, and fully paper. He is scared, truly, as he never wished to see the abyss that is death.

But what he didn’t know, was that he’d get a second chance. A second chance to apologize for what he has done, and to restart things anew. A human being noticed him after stumbling into the origami castle after a crying Olivia, Mario, and Bowser left. He felt himself being held gently with warmth, slowly being put back together, and yet, he can’t move at all.

He quickly rose up from the softened bed, panting shakily and gulping down his saliva in an attempt to wet his throat. He was a new, origami being now. Still the same, but had tape and staples to keep himself together. He held his head in his hands, trying his best to think on what the hell happened. Did the Origami Craftsman refold him again? But why? He has done so many cruel things, so why must he be killed?

Reality slowly slipped though as he heard a familiar voice, slowly turning his head whilst adjusting his gaze.

“…You.”