The Ageless Siren: A Paper Mario Fan Fiction by ChatGPT

Written by ChatGPT. Artwork by Midjourney.

A thousand years had passed since the events of the Thousand-Year Door, and much had changed in the world. The Mushroom Kingdom was a distant memory, as were most of the characters from that time. But one remained, unchanged by the centuries that had passed: Vivian, the Shadow Siren.

Vivian had lived through countless wars and disasters, watching as empires rose and fell, and as civilizations crumbled to dust. She had seen everything, and yet she had never lost her passion for life.

But the world she lived in was a bleak and desolate place, overrun by darkness and despair. The sun had long since disappeared, replaced by an eternal twilight that cast everything in a sickly orange glow.

Vivian wandered through the ruins of a once-great city, her footsteps echoing through the empty streets. She was searching for something, though she couldn't quite remember what it was.

As she walked, she heard a sound. It was faint, but unmistakable: the sound of someone approaching. Vivian tensed, readying herself for a fight. She had encountered many adversaries in her long life, and she knew that they often underestimated her power.

The figure emerged from the shadows, and Vivian saw that it was a young man, no more than twenty years old. He wore a suit of armor, and he carried a sword at his side.

"You're a long way from home," Vivian said, sizing up her opponent.

The young man sneered. "I'm here to take you down, witch. You're the last of your kind, and I'm going to make sure you never threaten anyone again."

Vivian chuckled. "You really think you can defeat me? You have no idea what I'm capable of."

The young man lunged at Vivian, swinging his sword with all his might. But Vivian was too quick, dodging his blows with ease. She retaliated with a flurry of punches and kicks, each strike hitting its mark with deadly accuracy.

The young man stumbled back, his armor dented and his sword shattered. He looked up at Vivian with fear in his eyes.

"I...I didn't think you were that strong," he said, backing away.

Vivian didn't reply. She simply watched as the young man turned and fled into the darkness. She knew that he was just one of many who would come after her, seeking to destroy the last of the Shadow Sirens.

But Vivian was not afraid. She had faced countless challenges in her long life, and she knew that she was stronger than any of her adversaries. She would continue to wander the wasteland, searching for whatever it was that she was looking for. And when the time came, she would face whatever challenges lay ahead with courage and determination.

For Vivian, there was no such thing as giving up. She was a survivor, and she would continue to survive, no matter what the world threw at her.

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Prompt: Write a story set a thousand years after The Thousand-Year Door. Most of the characters from the game died long ago, but Vivian, being a Shadow Siren, is still alive and ancient. The setting is somewhat bleak, and ties into the lore of the original game. When adversaries challenge Vivian, they greatly underestimate her power.

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Editor's Note: When I said bleak, I didn't think it would be that bleak!