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Forever Is Our Today He clasped his arms around his body as he stumbled along, almost as if he would be blown away by the wind if he did otherwise. The grass crunched quietly below his feet as he progressed silently through the towering corn stalks in the great expanse of field, the man occasionally muttering to himself as he trod through small bubbling patches of mud on the ground below. As he coughed quietly in the drizzling mist of the air around him, he saw the corn stalks decreasing and his destination fading into view on the horizon; a wooden house of negligible size, two floors, seemingly as ancient as the first dawn. Constructed of

Wario and the Magic Map Chapter 1: The Magic Map The day began like any other, as Wario – a greedy treasure hunter, wearing a yellow cap and purple dungarees – sped through the disused, empty motorway in his purple Cadillac as the sun shone brightly. “Bwa ha ha! I’m the toughest there is! Nobody can beat me!” he screamed as he raced along – and it seemed no one could, for beyond the flab and flatulence of this portly thief were muscles as strong as, if not stronger than even those of Atlas. Suddenly, an orb of blue light shone brightly and zoomed past Wario, leaving a blue trail of smoke as it twinkled through