You walk upon the Dark Lands, where Bowser's Kingdom is. After a short while of traveling, you walk upon the big dark colored brick castle. The fact the entrance resembles Bowser's face glaring forward, like a big gargoyle, intimidates you. But you don't let the fear overwhelm you.

You have had an undisclosed adventure prior to this, and you want to see the king. But you need to enter. What do you do?

A) Enter through the main entrance

B) Use the infamous back entrance Bowser keeps using for his castles

"Who's that?" you hear Bowser shout as he spots you sneaking into the back of his castle. "Intruders! Seize him!" a swarm of his minions try to grab you, but they prove to be no match for your agility and quick thinking. However, this only enrages the Koopa King further.

"Hey! I'll handle this myself!" Bowser says, charging towards you with a mighty roar. His spiked club raised high above his head, ready to smash you into oblivion at any second.

"No need for that, big guy!" You try to reason with him, trying not to sound too scared. "I just wanted to chat, really! We're both important rulers here, aren't we?"

"Rulers, huh?" Bowser chuckles. "Well, there's no denying that you've got some guts, kiddo. But ruling? Ha! I'm the King of All Kings! The Ruler of All Rulers! You're nothing but an upstart pup trying to steal my thunder!"

With a mighty swing of his club, Bowser sends you flying across the room with enough force to dent the wall. "Now, if that's not a lesson in who's really in charge..." he growls as he stomps toward you again.

"No offense, Your Highness..." you reply breathlessly as he advances once more. "But I think we both know that strength isn't everything in a ruler. If that was the case, anyone strong enough could take over just by force!" You dodge out of the way as his club whizzes past your face and point to your backside where his eggs are stored.

"What about those? Hm? Those precious eggs..." you taunt him, feeling somewhat braver now. "You can't be a true ruler if you can't protect what matters most." This strikes a nerve with Bowser and he stops dead in his tracks, growling menacingly.

"Hmph... You're right, little one." Bowser grunts as he stalks closer to you, eyeing his eggs hungrily. "But I don't need those eggs for my rule... They'll make me strong enough to take over the world!" His spiked club raises high overhead once again, preparing to strike.

"Then prove it!" you challenge him, dodging out of the way at the last moment as his club misses its mark by mere inches. "Take back those eggs and use that strength to protect what matters most! Prove yourself a true ruler!" Bowser pauses for a moment, considering your words...

With a final roar of frustration and determination, Bowser turns his attention back to the eggs. "Very well then!" He growls as he lifts his massive club, preparing to smash them into oblivion. But then, something inside him changes. His posture softens, and he pauses for a moment. Finally, with what almost seems like regret, Bowser drops the club with a clang, shattering several eggs in the process.

"Alright... You're right," he grumbles reluctantly. "I'll take care of them." Using his size and strength to meticulously pick up each egg one by one, Bowser deposits them safely back into their nest. Finally, once they are all accounted for, he turns his attention back to you.

"There... Happy?" Bowser asks gruffly, rubbing the back of his neck with a cla

"Hmph... Fine." Bowser mutters under his breath as he crosses his arms and glares at you, still not particularly happy about the turn of events. "I'll admit that maybe you had a point there... But just remember who's really in charge here!" With a huff, he flops down onto his throne with an annoyed groan, folding his turtle shell arms across his chest as he watches you carefully.

You could try to continue your conversation or back off and leave him alone for now.

Bowser glares at you for a moment longer before finally grunting in acknowledgement. "Alright... Fine." He sighs heavily. "You've made your point. But remember, kiddo, I'm still the boss around here!" He hesitates for a moment before asking cautiously, "So... What did you want to talk about, anyway?"

"Well, you see," you begin carefully, not wanting to make the mistake of challenging him again so soon. "I think we both agree that strength is important for a ruler... But there's more to being a good leader than just brute force." You take a step closer and lower your voice conspiratorially. "We also need intelligence, cunning, and understanding. That way, when times are tough, our people can rely on us to make the right decisions." Bowser seems thoughtful for a moment before nodding slowly.

"Hmph... I suppose there's some truth in that," he grumbles, scratching his chin with one claw. "But you haven't exactly proven yourself all that smart by snucking into my castle like this!" This time it's your turn to smirk and roll your eyes a bit.

"Well, I did say there was more to being

"Ha! Very well," Bowser laughs heartily despite himself. "You've got a good point there, kiddo." He pauses for a moment, leaning back in his throne and regarding you with newfound respect. "Alright then... If that's the way it is, I suppose we can find some common ground here. How about this: we both try to improve our rule by learning from each other?"

"A truce of sorts," he continues, raising a claw in what might almost be considered a gesture of good faith. "As long as we're on the same page and working together, who knows how far we can take things?"

"Agreed," you say with a nod, reaching out to shake his clawed hand. "Let's make history together, King Bowser." As you grasp his paw in your own, a sense of camaraderie washes over you. Perhaps there's hope for peace after all.