( If his strength didn’t diminish, then countless innocents would perish.                                                                Torn apart by his truculent BLOOD LUST. ) 

           The concealed veracity of his combat technique was a little unnerving, yet it did little                             to DIMINISH her resolve. A substantial weight rested upon her shoulders; guarding those                     who were in serious JEOPARDY of moribund. Yet, she was going to act appropriately to                     satisfy that particular role. 

   ▒▓██ 凌 You need to open your eyes; look around you! We’re trying to protect those who need                           it most, not destroy them! But it seems you disagree, so there’s only option!

             Vigour coursed down her limbs into her fingertips, resting upon the hilt of her blade as                          her profile readied. This was a paramount OBSTACLE to conquer. And so long as she                        held breath in her body, then Kai would strive to overcome it.

                                             Even if DEATH was credible.

         A snarl had barely left his features when a high pitched            shriek followed. Short after that though, followed laughter,            as though he had lost his mind to the foolish words this            person had spoken to him -- a KING. Truly she had            crossed the line.

          "Protect? Oh surely you've got it all wrong. This land is corrupt,            and need a great change to come upon it. There is no need            to protect, only to DESTROY and REBUILD. One cannot start            a change otherwise!!"

           And though he could see the determination in her eyes, he            would take no step back. He was more than confident of his            skills.

        a PAUSE in his step, he turns his head to look over his shoulder at the other with a quirked brow. yes… this pet would SURELY need to know about the land they were to conquer. smart of him to think of that. the first smart thing he’s REALLY done, to be honest. ganondorf resumes his walk, expecting fully that zant follows him.

        ` the land of light is BEAUTIFUL, with rolling hills and plains of grass, vast forests, and a bright blue sky. though, i ASSURE you, its charm does not compete with the allure of the twilight realm, ` be flattering, ` though, sometimes, it can be HARSH. with a beating sun and endless deserts with no water in sight; biting cold blizzards and no food to be found. if you do not know how to SURVIVE, you will surely die. `

        they stop at a balcony overlooking the realm, ganondorf leaning forward against the railing. ` the castle resides in the BACK of the realm’s capital city. it is always heavily guarded, but the soldiers are cowards and FOOLS. the only ones you should worry about are the ones who protect the princess herself. they were chosen for a REASON. `

          He followed his Master like a dog would follow his owner,              already did he trust him above others, but how could he not?              For the power bestowed on him was their power of old, their              old magic which he already wanted to use, but which the              Royal Family had forbidden.

             Though as he told of the land of Light, he could not understand              its beauty. No, he liked more the land of Shadow, where all was              cold and chilly, and where no sun would shine. Truly, the sun              would be his biggest problem, as he could not move then. He              would have to strike at dusk, if he wanted to succeed -- or let              the land fall in Twilight. For that, he would have to rely on his              powers, and see if they were great enough.

            "I do not think I need to worry about the guards. I will prepare my              own guards, though far greater than theirs. These Shadow              Beasts will terrify them more than anything. No, instead I have              more worries about the sun above all."

❝ IT’S SURPRISING– ❞

     Arthas did not know this one.      Nothing was familiar ; a feeling      of the UNKNOWN took about him. 

❝ To reach this far is to SEEK YOUR OWN DEATH.    I DOUBT THAT IS WHY YOU HAVE VENTURED. ❞ 

And Arthas, the REAPER DRAPED IN A SHEET OF ICE,    knew at least the MENTALITY of many who came.    This man, TALL–engimatic–was not here to STOP             the horrid lich. He was no HERO.

            "Oh but don't get me wrong -- I am not here to seek              my own death, nor to fight you. Why should one king              and another fight, when I have no wish to take over              your Kingdom?"

             It was no use to him, he only resided in the Twilight              and had no desires for another land. Yet, perhaps              there could be gained more from this meeting than              just an introduction.

A BEING OF NEITHER,

Ghirahim belonged at the side of his MASTER in the ground BELOW. Beneath the ground so full of life, Ghirahim was he to be the BRINGER of Demise. 

Shadowy eyes were full of too much excitement at the sudden disgust. The Demon Sword was still a sword, no matter he be FLESH or METAL, and seeing the other SQUIRM gave him the utmost delight. His smile only grew. That horrid disgust upon his face, that narrowing of his eyes. That was more than enough for Ghirahim. 

“Oh–! How delicious indeed,” Ghirahim ignored the other’s comments. Selfish, he was! The Demon placed his hands on his face, eyes looking so greedy, for perhaps another chance at DISCOMFORTING. “That look upon your face. Even MINISCULE is your distaste in me, but–ah! That is MORE than enough for me to witness…”

          Somehow this man was getting on every nerve in his body.              Groaning, now audible, and scowling. Hiding his complaints              of the other's presence clearly did not make a difference --              he had seen through it anyway. Thus he would show his              emotions, yet he would still not be intimidated by the other              -- he himself could be dangerous as well.

            "I do not know about your kind, but I do not like to be touched              -- that's rather intimate and informal, don't you think? Especially              on a first meeting. But now you're talking, please do tell me of              the reason of your presence. Someone with the likes of you              must have a duty?"

             Whatever that duty seemed to be, he would try to prevent it, or              at least stop it. Of course, only, if it prevented his own actions.              Were it something that would help him, he would let the other              go -- that way he wouldn’t have much work on his own hands.

Itty Bitty Tiny Hiatus notice!!

Child Zant by HaruChizu

        Ahh! I made it to 400!! I was expecting it to take so much longer for my next milestone, and I’m always incredibly happy to receive new followers! Just the fact that you all have something you like about the way I write this muse, whether we’ve been able to interact yet or not, means a lot. As always, here is my bias list! It’s a little short this time, as I haven’t gotten to interact with very many people even still. It’s not even been a full month since I returned, I’m in shock!

The Sonatas I’ve Awakened: 

ignisxxfatuus || xstormstrike || donyokuu || claamor || grumpyseraph || vxmpirehunterd || filialdecree || diamaint || isalarevas || theharellan || forsylvarant || milkmxid || kleos-drakos || umbraimposter || usurpxr || katiksunik || whorxifying || scindeva || hvlian || thelaundrypool || theduskmonarch || rosehaired || ofpurisms || sekhrnet || tergoda || jesusfactor || iniquitousideals || elvenkendama || magnanimousmonarch || ein-sof-aur || crescxre || crimsontigerlord || royalxshock || watcherofstars || triforceofpower || void-earth || beyondreflection

                       ❝ Haven’t you anything better to do? ❞ 

           ;;Perhaps a bit HARSH to come from the resting dragon, but Volga’s last battle had been less than satisfactory. DRIVEN from the city in the sky and forced into the darkness of the Twilight Realm, lounging in the shadow of a grand palace. Cia would surely SCOLD him if she knew of his lazy slacking, arms crossed below his chest.

                     “Any better to do?”

        His voice was somewhat silent, yet he somehow got filled         with anger. He had enough to do, important things -- taking         over the Realm for that matter. Become the true KING this         Realm needed to have, make it a KINGdom once more,         instead of letting the do-nothing Royal Family rule it.

                    “I have too much to do, and such little time. Why do you ask?”

ganondorf doesnt like it when you slam his oven

based off this

        ` and i am TRUSTING you to keep your word. `

        of course, he could EASILY break the other’s jaw if he so pleased. he even considered it. a show of DOMINANCE, if you will. the other’s chin is released, ganondorf’s back is turned and he begins to STRIDE away.

        he has NOTHING further to discuss with zant. the other was given a task to carry out, and ganondorf ( reluctantly ) trusts him to do it correctly. and when it is done, he will be able to return to the SACRED REALM and carry out the rest of his plans.

        kill the princess.

        kill the hylians.

        kill them all kill them all KILL THEM ALL.

          And a chill was sent down his spine the moment his Master              released him from his grip. He knew he had to follow up his              orders, to fulfill all that he would trust upon him -- but he had              his own errands to run as well. Such as taking over the right              to rule from the ones who were afraid to do it correctly.

             And yet, when his Master turned away from him, he went after              him as surely he would need some more advice. He had never              roamed the land of Light, as he despised it above all... then              how would he ever be able to find the castle, and the Princess              he was talking about?

                            “I have one more request of you, Master... tell me                              about the land and the castle, and then I will be                              on my way.”