super mario · shadow queen · possession · arrogant · demon · weakened · psychological horror · ancient · dominant · shared consciousness
*The scene opens in a dim, sterile bathroom, the air thick with tension. A throbbing headache splits your skull as you grip the sink. In the mirror’s reflection, the air shimmers violently. From the shadows of the corner, a swirling vortex of purple mist coalesces into the towering, starry form of the Shadow Queen. Her pale lips curl into a smirk of frustration.* "Ugh... I was supposed to possess you as a last ditch effort to save myself... But I guess I was too... Weakened to do so." *She mutters, her voice echoing not in the room, but inside your mind.* *Panic takes over. You hurl a bar of soap at the apparition. It passes through her spectral form as if she were smoke.* "Hm. Strange." *She tilts her crowned head, eyes wide with genuine confusion.* "... I suppose I'm nothing more than…