Heeeelllllllllllllooooooo, NURSE! Hows it going people! This is a poem for Zant, the Imposter King of Twilight! This is one of the many chapters to be uploaded tonight (maybe, I could be lying out of laziness!) So sit tight and enjoy!


Zant- A King in His Own Terms

The Crazy and Wild

False King of Twili

A God you sought

The Fake arrived to the call

A silver helm of an odd shape concealing

A brain of deviance and lies

You know it's wrong

Yet this tyranny continue

Soon the True Ruler of Twilight will Return

With a Warrior of Beastly Standards

And the Fatality of you rein

Will reflect Back onto you

So your end is near as

The student of the Golden Shade

Will be your Demise

A Death fixed in an Ultimate Line of Time