Or maybe a heartbeat.

The camera pulled back. Mario stood on a planetoid he didn’t recognize. Not the Gateway Galaxy, not the Starship Mario’s garden. This place was wrong. The trees were upside-down, roots clawing at a sky that had no stars—only those bruise-colored lights. The music wasn’t the orchestral swell he remembered. It was a single, out-of-tune piano note, repeating. Each time it played, the ground shuddered.

The first galaxy was “Sky Station Galaxy” but renamed in jagged, handwritten font: .

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