Adopted into Evil

Chapter 1

Adopted Into Evil

THE STORY COMMENCES:

Chapter 1

(Ganondorf's P.O.V)

(Setting: A castle or mansion that Ganon owns on the line between Gerudo Desert and Hyrule Field.)

(Interpretation of Ganondorf: Hyrule Warriors redesign. Long red hair, warlord look, giant swords, amazingness.)

        "GAH! I HATE PEOPLE SOMETIMES!" I thought while pacing around my room. I had been attacked by my own army not that long ago, to which I killed most of them. Though, I had recieved a few gashes on my face. My reaction to this whole debactle was destroying everything in my room. Everything had been flipped upside down, thrown at the wall, or was just broken. Well, save for the large organ that I could play expertly. The window had been shattered with the razor-sharp pieces scattered around. I had already sliced open my hand and the blood had soaked through the fabric. "God my life is good!" I mean for being Ganondorf, King of Evil Gerudo King of Thieves, Dark Lord, and anything in between, the mental disorders made you memorable for the crimes you caused. I ran my non-cut hand through my red-orange hair and smirked menacingly.

        "Frequent attacks on the Hylian Government again, sir?" asked one of the minions who lived in the dungeons of the castle. I turned slowly with widened eyes and a face that read annoyance.

        "Did I ask you to speak to me?!"

        "N-no-"

        I came up to the horrid looking creature and decapitated him. I picked up his head and threw it out the broken window. The minions body laid in a pool of blood and filth. I awaited the feeling of being fulfilled due to the murder.

        "NOTHING! Absolutely nothing!" I yelled throwing my hands in the air and kicking the headless body out-of-the-way. When I got to the bottom floor, I immediately went to the over-sized window that surveyed Hyrule Field. I could tell that there was a storm due soon. Rain would drench the land in a never-ending stream of sadness, but then lightning would light up the sky as if the gods were releasing their fury on those who dare defy them. Their screams of terror and agony led some people to believe that it was thunder. As I stared at the lush green land, I realized what the reason was for why I was like this. Power. which meant allowing me to be obsessed with finding new ways on how to increase my power. Anyways, I walked around, hearing nothing but the sound of my boots echo across the empty room, and the sounds of the gods who had arrived.

        "Sire, are you feeling alright?" another minion asked behind me.

        "Does it look like I am feeling alright, Servant number 13?" I said with little enthusiasm.

        "My lord, you are-"

        I rolled my eyes and walked away from the servant, who I cared nothing about. I made my way out to the courtyard where all I did was stare at the fountain and how the drops of rain met with the water already in the pool. Was this my only joy in life? To watch water droplets all day? I couldn't live my life with being a murderer without reason, honestly. I need a meaning in life, something that keeps me wondering what the next day will bring. Pets were out of the question, plants were BEYOND out of the running, I mean who would want to take care of a plant? What would you do with a plant? Ask it questions like, "Hey planty! What are you up to today?" or "Read any good books lately?" of course not! PLANTS DON'T READ BOOKS! Nor do they have anything to do with being a human or what ever I am. My only option was an apprentice or a second-in-command. Moving those thoughts to the side, I found myself looking up to the sky, the rain hitting my face, and asking the gods what 's the point in life for me.