DIE SCREAMING.

                      “and is yours to stand around and be useless?” lips pulled back revealing a row of sharp teeth and an expression of joy. 

       little things and creatures could complain all they desired, ifritah would not heed their words. she was a goddess !! she was a woman of power and status. those beneath her should have been honoured to be in her glorious and radiant presence! but people were fools…. they did not know greatness when it stood before them dressed in silk. she found amusement in their bravado, the way they stood up to her expecting not to be squashed like the nat they were. it made her laugh, even. 

                        “with a casket and some lava you can be easily made into a statue. you’d be more useful to us in that state than your current one,” clawed fingers hover over crimson lips, as if she was hiding her smile ( but she mocked him and his presence ). “i’m joking darling. if i wanted to kill you, you’d be dead by now.”

   WHAT  INSOLENCE!!  the  pit  of  hist  stomach  erupts  in  OUTRAGE!!  shattered  like  GLASS  is  the  persona  he  weaves;  the  fae-like  GLAMOUR  that  prevents  his  diamond  exterior  from  being  seen  by  the  outside  world.  his  preternatural  teeth  are  GNASHED  and  the  gemstone  on  his  chest  glows  like  FIRE.            but  two  seconds  allow  this  to  pass,  before  he  returns  to  the  dashing  hylian  parading  around  in  that  crimson  cowl.       if  she  weren’t  the  favoured  trick  of  his  master’s  soul,  he  would’ve  staved  off  his  restraint.   

   ❛    TSK,  TSK,  TSK            mmm,  YES,  very  clever.   ❜       a  glowing  gemstone  swings  to  and  fro’  while  dangling  from  a  jaggedly  cut ear,  reflecting  beams  of  light  from  the  harsh,  desert  sun.      ❛   your  brutish  humor  is  all  but  DULL.  honestly,  i  had  almost  forgotten.  the  world  is  oft’  a  far  less  INTRUIGING  place  when  the  bloodshed  ends....    ❜

   hand  closes  TIGHT  against  his  chest,  white-fabric  tighty  across  the  sharpened  claws  that  lurk  beneath.  and  oh,  it  takes  EVERYTHING.  every  fiber  of  his  being;  every  exclusively  HAPPY  THOUGHT  to  stop  from  throttling  her.  Demise’s  will          no,  GANONDORF’S,  ‘be  his  own.  he  could  only  hope  that  one  day,  like  those  who  proved  useful  to  him,  the  woman  would  become  less  so.  welcome  WORN-OUT.

   his  stomach  in  KNOTS.  blood  SQUELCHED  between  black  digits.  ARROGANCE  at  its  finest  displayed  on  the  face  of  a  mere  child.  he  would  not  be  BESTED  again!!       ❛   E  N  O  U  G  H   of  this   FOOLISHNESS.  why  do  you  insist  on  getting  in  my  way?   ❜

within  seconds,  his  fingers  are  upon  her  shoulders,  touch  DELICATE  but  firm.  he  speaks  into  her  ear,  the  twilight  haze  thick  as  an  eager  backdrop  to  his  DUPLICITY.       ❛   hmmm,  but  there  is  the  matter  of  THAT,  yes.               how  far  would  you  be  willing  to  go  to  save  your  kingdom,  little  goddess?  would  you  employ  the  demons  who’ve  strayed  from  the  light?  or  do  your  hopes  fall  vested  in  that  childish  BRAT?   ❜

‘ who are you to call their lives WORTHLESS?! ‘

the king of thieves, leader of the gerudo, stared down the slim man who spoke to him as if he could not snap him in half. he was slim and delicate looking compared to the broad gerudo who towered above him, lips twisted into a snarl, offense darkening his expression.

‘ and how do you know what it is i seek?! you are lucky i have not killed you for trespassing in these lands! ‘

SUCH  FEROCITY!!  oh,  he  could  simply  die.  a  pale  blue  gemstone  swayed  back  and  forth  in  the  wind,  though  ghirahim  did  not  move  nor  falter  at  such  real  threat  or  provocation.  already  he  could  feel  his  lips  spreading,  showing  off  those  POINTED  FANGS  and  the  widened  whites  of  his  eyes.  how  disturbing  indeed.  that  the  mighty  demon  king  could  come  to  call  these  HUMANS  his  compatriots.  and  would  they  not  sooner  DESTROY  him,  if  they  knew  the  truth  of  his  being?  oh,  ghirahim  could  sense  it  there.  the  ever-pulsating  need  to  thrive  alongside  this  man.  this  shaper  of  the  world.       ❛   now,  now.  that’s  quite  enough,  i  think.  it’s  time  to  SETTLE  DOWN.   ❜

❛   hmmm~   ah  yes,  there  it  is.  you  have  the  look  of  the  demon  king,  to  be  SURE           but  you  are  not  yet  my  master.   ❜     perched  upon  the  dusty  outcropping  of  rock,  he  sat,  knees  bent  and  hands  still.  the  whipping  of  a  red-cloth  flag  above  him  marked  the  territory  of  the  DESERT  THIEVES.  and  how  miserly  they  had  become.       ❛   the object  to  give  you  such  POWERFUL  strength  lies  in  the  heartland,  within  that  DESPICABLE  eyesore  of  a  castle...    and  the  power  to  save  these  worthless  human  lives,  of  course.  ❜

        EYES CAST OVER THE LINE OF HYLIAN SOLDIERS FORCED TO THEIR KNEES. Foolish men that did not speak when they were told, did not given the reason for why they were here, thinking themselves brave and ever-loyal to their kingdom. Well, he supposes if they wish to die for their kingdom, why not oblige them?

       “By all means,” he finally responds, blasé. It’s certainly better than dirtying his own blade with the blood of vermin. “One at a time, Ghirahim. Let the others watch.”

        HMM!  

what  a  delectable  smorgasbord  of  lives  to  prick  away,  bit  by  bit.  it  was  simply  scrumptious,  filling  him  with  EXCITEMENT  and  JOY.   mirthful  moan  soon  exploded  from  his  lips,  high  pitched  and  sultry  to  the  ears.  white  gloves  SHATTER  away  to  reveal  blackened  arms,  scorched  by  the  very  flame  that  had  tempered  and  FORGED  them  so  many  years  ago.       

 ❛    BEAUTIFUL,  aren’t they?        truthfully,  you  should  be  honored;  my  EXQUISITE  form  was  created  to  stain  with  the  blood  of  the  goddess’  DOG.  that  all  of  your  wretched  blood  should  touch  them?  why,  you  should  thank  my  master.   ❜

    ❝   you will find it takes more than a breeze to topple any chief appointed by the gerudo tribe.   ❞     thick brow is quirked as girl assesses demon ;  faint taste of deadly  PRIDE  honeys her boast.     ❝   if that was all your expectations entailed   —   perhaps you should not wish to further spectate on the affairs of our people.   ❞

❛    my  king,  if  they  will  not  bend  to  your  will,  then  i  will  simply  do  away  with  the  wretched  lot.  their  lives  have  NO  VALUE  to  you  at  all,  and  in  defying  your  wishes  they  deserve  to  PERISH. please,  allow  me  to  dispose  of  these  humans  like  the  garbage  they  are.  as  tribute  to  my  devotion,  i  shall  stain  the  ground  with  their  BLOOD!!   ❜

❛    truthfully,  i  was  becoming  quite  irate.  it’s  a  miracle  you’ve  managed  to  live  this  long  beneath  my  heel.  like  the  insect  you  are.    ❜         long  fingers  raised  to  press  against  his  temple,  lips  curled  into  a  FEARSOME  snarl.        ❛    but  clearly,  you  have  come  to  your  senses  and  wish  to  tell  me  the  LOCATION  of  the  second  gate  of  time. . .  isn’t  that  right?    ❜