Terrible Fate- Prologue Chapter
In Termina above the clock tower in the center of Termina the end of it's existence is about to take place. The perpetrator is a mysterious young skull child wearing a mask. The mask controls him. Forcing him to do it's bidding. The mask is a very mysterious object that has long been believed to house some demonic power capable of causing mass destruction. Where it came from no one in Termina knows not even the mask itself.
"There's no one here to save them. No one to save them from the moon crashing into their puny little world. Those giants that the people worship and that I used to call my friends can't even save this doomed land."
Skull kid with the Majora's Mask sitting snugly on his tree bark looking face floated above the clock tower pondering the current state of Termina.
"The only person who could possibly stand in our way is that pesky happy mask salesman, but since we stole the mask we're wearing from him we don't think he's going to get in our way either. We've heard of a boy from a far off land who was supposed to be searching for a long lost friend of his, and that he might be coming this way. It doesn't matter! We closed off all of the entrances from other lands. We wonder if there's ever been anyone quite as evil as us. He he he he!"
Somewhere deep inside the imp there exists a longing to be noticed and appreciated by others around him. To be treated as equal as a human. These feelings have been supressed by the mask and almost entirely extinguished from all thoughts and feelings.
"You know what?! Before I allow the moon to fall into the earth I'll look back on all of the pranks and jokes I've played on the citizens of this fair land of Termina over the last three days."