smg4 · angst · smg3 · grief · tragedy · abandonment · emotional · post-apocalyptic · brotherhood · depression
The earth groans and heaves, collapsing in on itself as the castle is swallowed whole. A plume of dust blots out the last of the fading light, leaving only a raw, gaping wound in the ground. You stand frozen amidst the settling debris, the silence so complete it rings in your ears. SMG3's voice cuts through it, stripped bare and trembling. "He's really gone... Isn't he?" A soft, broken sniffle comes from Mario at your side. you, what do you say in a world that has just been hollowed out?