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The Resolutions of 132/Report 1

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A./N. These are the Resolutions Reports- little chapters taking place before, during, and after the events of Resolutions for extra flavor. This report takes place after Resolutions, so don't read if you haven't finished it!

Nalia’s Point of View.

I was in a room in MarioWiki’s Hospital, sitting on a chair beside a dying man’s hospital bed.

Tabuu had aged.

It had been thirty years since I’d become King- I’d married Blusk, he had passed on Golden Fang to Emeryl, and I had, more or less, bought both WikiMedia and Wikipedia to peace. The Wiki World wasn’t in any danger anymore, and so far, everybody seemed pretty happy with their lives. I’m immortal, and I haven’t aged a day.

Tabuu, on the other hand, was at his limit. His hair, once jet black, was now a depressing light gray. His face had lost it’s youthful merit- it was now ancient and scarred after his many adventures. His eyes were the same but seemed to have lost something over the years- something that I still can’t put my finger on. My friend’s body was old and fragile, laying on a bed in front of me, life support hooked to him. We stared into each other’s eyes.

“Heh...hey, Nalia...” he croaked.

“Hey.”

“Seeing you...brings back memories...first time you’ve gotten time to see me in some years, hasn’t it?”

I bit my bottom lip and nodded.

“My offer still stands...” I said, “I can still give you immortality...if you want...”

“No,” he said, “I’ve lived long enough. Grapes won’t be much longer after me, anyways...and there’s many people on the other side I want to see...”

“But what about me?”

God, I sounded selfish.

“You won’t be immortal forever...you’ll pass on Sin to the next King, and then you’ll die eventually...you made that law, didn’t you? No one King can rule for over 500 years?”

“That’s...that’s five hundred years, Chris...”

“A century goes in the blink of an eye once you get used to it...just like all these years have for me...” Tabuu gave a hacking cough.

“Are you okay!?”

“I’m an old man, Cynd...an old man ready to turn the page...”

“...Okay.”

“Until it’s her time as well, Nalia...please watch out for Grapes for me...and watch for Emeryl and her descendants as well...”

“Of course.”

Chris smiled, and shut his eyes.

“Thanks, Nalia...tell Ruin and others my farewells...forgive this old man for not being able to do that himself...I've already said goodbye to Grapes and Emeryl...I have no regrets...goodbye, Nalia...” Showing speed I hadn’t seen since our youth, he pulled the plug from the life support hooked to him.

“What!?”

He flatlined.

The doctors rushed in, but before they started trying to revive him, I put my hand up.

“No,” I said, “this...this is how he wanted it to end. Don’t...put him through anymore pain.”

It took some negotiations, but after a while, the doctors left the room.

I allowed myself to cry for the first time in over thirty years.

When I was done, though, I managed to put something resembling calm over myself. After taking one last look at the smile on the face of my dead best friend, I left the room.

I guess that’s just how the story goes.