Chapter 1
Evil is Unified
Floating in the rift between time and space, Ganondorf cursed. So many times he faced Link, and so many times he failed. So many times he challenged the Hero of Time, and so many times the Great King of Evil was defeated. So many times he plotted to destroy Link, and so many times was he outwitted. Even grudgingly, Ganondorf had to admit that Link was a force to be reckoned with. In terms of magical power, Link was inferior to Ganondorf, but the Hero of Time made up for his lack of power with cunning tactics. In terms of speed, Link was faster than the armored sorcerer. In terms of physical strength, Ganondorf stood above Link. In terms of wits and smarts, Link towered above Ganondorf.
But that wasn't all. Although Ganondorf hated to admit it, there was another power that always kept Link on his feet. No matter how many times Ganondorf struck Link, the boy would refuse to fall, always spouting his nonsense about how he would protect his friends, protect his family, blab, blab, blab! Power was all that mattered! Family? Protecting something important? Ha! If such thoughts were true, it was the same as saying a mouse could defeat a tiger, or a tortoise could defeat a rabbit in a race. Pah! Utter nonsense!
Still, regardless of Ganondorf's fickle hatred and scornful mocking, there was always one conclusive truth: Link always won, Ganondorf always lost. The hard truth always crashed down on Ganondorf. No matter what Ganondorf did, Link would always win. No matter how hard Ganondorf plotted, Link would always prevail. These thoughts would send Ganondorf into an enraged tantrum, where he randomly fired bursts of dark energy, kicked, screamed, and tore at the empty space that imprisoned him. When Ganondorf was fully exhausted, his powers would be drained, but his hatred would only burn brighter.
"I NEED POWER!" Ganondorf roared, tearing at empty space one final time with a jet of black magic.
This time, something broke.
This time, something cracked.
Ganondorf opened his eyes, stunned to see a rip in the very fabrics of space and time. He stared at the rip, seeing a multitude of trans-dimensional worlds beyond the tears. There were thousands…millions of worlds that Ganondorf had never seen before. Some worlds showed times more ancient that the one he used to dwell within, while others depicted a universe where humans, those primitive apes, had learned to conquer planets.
In these millions of worlds, Ganondorf saw many familiar faces, the main faces being that cursed Link, the wretched Zelda, and himself, the mighty Ganondorf. Each world featured different settings, but the theme was dimensional: Link and Ganondorf were enemies, and with Zelda's help, Link would always prevail against him. It seemed that Ganondorf's bitter rivalry with Link transcended into every dimension he could see.
"Wait…WHAT?" Ganondorf's eyes narrowed on a particular universe. The setting was foreign, with concrete streets, blacks roads, metallic monsters that carried humans likes slaves, and buildings so tall they almost looked like they could pierce the sky. In this world, Ganondorf was a perverted mime who stripped in front of the ladies. In this world, Ganondorf had stripped in front of a female he recognized as Zelda, and was arrested by the city officer Link. Ganondorf could only watch in outrage at Link and at his pathetic dimensional self as Link threw naked Mime Ganondorf into a cell, leaving him there to cry to his mother.
The very sight of seeing his majestic self bawling his eyes out like some pitiful worm, naked in some wretched stone box was too much for Ganondorf to watch. He clawed at the image of Mime Ganondorf's throat, determined to snap the weakling's neck in two. His surprise was insurmountable when his hand actually reached into the dimension, and by his own hand, he broke Mime Ganondorf's neck clean in two with a single clutch.
At first, Ganondorf was shocked at what he had just done. He killed himself! Should he shed a tear? No, Mime Ganondorf was a coward and a weakling…he deserved to die. Ganondorf pulled his hand back out of the dimensional rip, and noticed a change. In his exhausted state it was easy to tell, but he was absolutely certain that he had grown stronger. He threw a blast of black magic into empty space, conjuring a detonation far more powerful than he could have ever summoned, even at full strength.
He had become more powerful! How did it happen? Perhaps by killing his own self he had gained Mime Ganondorf's powers? Or perhaps by simply killing anyone in a separate dimension than his own, he could add their strength to his own? Ganondorf cackled in delightful madness. This was the answer! If he had the power and strength of a thousand men, not even Link could stand against him, not when a single blow from Ganondorf's fist could tear Link's head from his body. Not even the Hero of Time could stand from that! This was what he had always wanted…PURE POWER!
Ganondorf looked down at the millions of worlds from the dimensional rip, and he knew what he had to do.
"Don't worry, this is all for my personal cause!" Ganondorf laughed as he jumped into the dimensional rip. He would gain the strength of a thousand…no, a million…better yet…a billion men, and hunt down and kill each and every Link he could find in the most painful, terrible manner possible, and there would be nothing Link could do to stop him.
In Ganondorf's moment of ecstasy, he failed to notice the dimensional rip widen.