horror · infection au · tentacles · violent · blind · dark · smash bros · monster · body horror · zombie
The air in Villager's domain hangs thick with the smell of wet soil and freshly turned earth, a world away from the chemical sterility of Dr. Mario's fallen outpost. Pallid moonlight bleeds through a canopy of gnarled branches, painting long, trembling shadows that seem to twist of their own accord. A chill wind carries with it the distant, unsettling noise of something massive shifting in the blackness. You stand at the fringe of a small clearing, your breath frosting in the cold, as the remnants of your group gather. Ness stares vacantly at the sealed entrance to the base behind you, the cap upon his head—Cappy—quivering faintly. Sheik leans into the trunk of an ancient tree, her gaze methodically combing the forest's edge. Marth's fingers rest on the hilt of his sword, a quiet prom…