"You and I, we're bound by a thread of fate."


Without Any Mercy

My, my, my... Do you really want to dredge up something so positively ancient? It's terribly old news, really! Are you quite sure you wouldn't rather hear about something... anything else?

Perhaps I could spin you a tale of my ravishing beauty; a tale that is sure to leave you begging for more. Or perhaps, about what I did to your comrades? They begged so deliciously for death. I never tire of it... the things you people say when you're knocking on Death's door. Shocking really... Heh heh heh. And the things you people will do! Well... let's just say your lot... if nothing else can be somewhat... creative. A trait that I pride in myself! You should be honored.

Ah... Well now you've gone and spoiled the mood. And it's been so long since I've had the pleasure of entertaining guests.

Hm... Still... It hardly seems fair, for one of my position to be so uncouth. Especially since you're still requesting so adamantly.

Oh yes... I can tell. Even with your tongue in the belly of my minions, I can sense it. Your thirst for the knowledge of the darkest kind. Ha ha, very well then. I'm not so cold-hearted as to refuse such a heartfelt plea.

Where shall I begin~

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You know the saying about the Cucco and the egg, I presume? Yes?

My existence is something akin to that, although far more impressive than a mere Cucco or an egg. A much more befitting comparison would be of a... hm...

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Well now... I can't think of anything worthy enough to be compared to one as glorious as myself. How cruel the world of the goddesses is, but... ah... such is life.

Could you imagine anything in this meager world to compare to my wonderful form? Such perfection cannot be compared. It just wouldn't be fair!

There is nothing! Nothing! Nothing that can compare to my exquisite form! Should you ever be so lucky enough to witness my ultimate transformation you would surely agree. Yes...

Hmph... It's true that awful hunk of scrap metal called the 'Goddess Sword' bears some resemblance. If you squint and turn your head sideways with your head up a Loftwing's... But really! What a tacky name, don't you agree? So presumptuous of that horridly inferior thing! I wouldn't even call it a sword really... more like an unrefined block of tin.

Well, even if there exists the most minuscule of resemblances -which there isn't I assure you- that sword falls far below my grace and beauty. Tell me it's not so... hm?

I dare you.

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But still... I must lament my misfortune. My time here grows ever so boring in this dreary world with its peaceful days. I'd so much rather hear the screams of torment from those lowly beings; burning in the merciless light they worship. Ha ha ha... It sends a tickle of pleasure up my spine just thinking about it...

Oh? I've departed from my tale, forgive me. I'm actually not privy to the mundane everyday acts of the shrew Hylia, nor do I care to be. Far too boring. Ugh, could you imagine? No, no, no, no, no given her way she'd wish away all the Darkness that my master tries so hard to help along.

Heh heh heh, thank the goddesses that she can't use the power which was bestowed to her. Oh the gleeful irony of it all! Ha ha ha ha ha! The goddesses are true imbeciles of the greatest degree. Either that or they must wish for the same things that we do! Else they would never have left this world under the dominion of such pitiable creatures.

Such truly pitiful creatures. They have no idea what they're missing. The pure rush of battle, the feeling of death all around, the joy of complete and utter chaos... I simply can't wait!

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Ah... but I'm afraid I've indulged you for far too long. You're not even listening anymore are you?

Hm... What a shame. I suppose my tale wasn't riveting enough to hold your attention. Especially since you had to go and die right in the middle of it.

Oh well~ it's your loss.


I apologize for the rambling flamboyant style of our narrator.

According to the grapevine, Demise's sword was born not only of Darkness but also from the Shadows.