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Super Mario 64 but it's ruined by AI

Join my Patreon:   / skilawai   Six times. Six entire times. That’s how many opportunities I’ve given the digital gods to understand Super Mario 64 — and six times they’ve responded with confusion, betrayal, and a plumber who looks like he’s experiencing every dimension at once. At this point, I’m starting to think Mario isn’t even trying to be saved. Every pixel of this game resists logic, like a cursed relic from another timeline. The castle doors lead to nowhere, Bowser has opinions about quantum theory, and the paintings whisper career advice I didn’t ask for. I thought maybe, maybe, this time it would finally make sense. Spoiler: it did not. There’s something beautiful about watching a piece of gaming history melt into digital nonsense. It’s like the universe giving you a wink and saying, “you didn’t need closure anyway.” Mario used to be a hero. Now he’s a philosophical concept. Peach used to bake cakes — now she levitates in the background like a spectral JPEG, humming the sound of static. If you’re new here, this is what happens when you refuse to learn your lesson. I’ve done this before — repeatedly — and every time I think, “this one will be the normal one.” Every time I’m wrong. I press play, the title screen flickers like it’s remembering a past life, and then suddenly Lakitu’s camera becomes self-aware. Mario jumps once, realizes gravity is optional, and begins ascending toward enlightenment (or the ceiling). I don’t even know what “ruin” means anymore. The game has evolved past being broken. It’s entered a stage of enlightenment that I can only describe as “post-game reality distortion.” It’s like if your childhood memories were translated into a dream and then handed over to an alien who’s never seen colors before. There’s no plot here. There’s no structure. There’s just Mario — a man, a myth, a cluster of polygons in existential crisis — trying to make sense of a world that’s dissolving in front of him. He long-jumps into nothingness. He looks at the camera. He knows. He knows this is the sixth time. And honestly, I respect that. Every time I start this process, I think I’m in control. I think I’m the one shaping the chaos. But no — Mario 64 absorbs it, digests it, and spits out something even more absurd than before. It’s like watching the game develop self-defense mechanisms. The more I try to ruin it, the more it learns how to ruin me. The castle has moods now. The rooms argue. The hallways echo in lowercase text. The coins question their purpose before vanishing. The Bob-ombs don’t explode anymore — they just sigh deeply and roll away. Every Goomba looks like it’s been awake for centuries. And somewhere, deep in the void where the final Bowser battle should be, there’s just a single sound: “yahoo”, repeated over and over, like an ancient chant. I used to think Super Mario 64 was just a game. But after six rounds of this madness, I’ve come to accept the truth: it’s alive. It’s sentient. It remembers. Every corrupted pixel, every distorted jump, every frame that refuses to render correctly — it’s all part of something much larger than us. This isn’t just AI gone wrong. This is nature reclaiming digital art. This is entropy dressed as nostalgia. This is Mario 64 evolving into its final, incomprehensible form. And I am merely its witness. So here it is: the sixth attempt, the sixth downfall, the sixth chapter in an experiment that absolutely should have stopped after the second one. If you’ve ever wanted to see what happens when persistence meets insanity and neither side wins, you’re in the right place. If you watch this and feel uneasy, good. If you laugh and then immediately question why, even better. If you start hearing the castle music when you close your eyes later tonight, that’s just a side effect. Somewhere out there, in a dimension made of corrupted saves and half-rendered dreams, Mario is still jumping. Still spinning. Still trying to collect a star that doesn’t exist anymore. Welcome back to the ruin. 📢 Disclaimer: This is a parody video made purely for entertainment. It is not affiliated with or endorsed by any official entity. The movie is the property of its respective rights holders. This AI content is transformative and satirical in nature, intended to reimagine and poke fun—not to replace or compete with the original.