❝ So few words, Bluebird. Haven't you a goddess to "sing" your praises to? ❞

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❝ Hmmm... By which tool to make them /beg/ today~? ❞ Ghirahim was currently looking out at a spread of various implements for torture. His hand waves over all of them, only to land on a "Heresy Fork." ❝ Yessss, /perfect/. Better keep that head held high.~ ❞

Ghirahim is currently using his magic to make one of his throwing daggers spin on its side. Seems he's bored again but sadism won't cut it...

❝ Awww, is the little war hero having trouble talking to someone like a normal person~? ❞

❝ Out of respect for you, I shall still refer to you as a lord regardless. It is for the same reason that I refer to the one who forged me by her title. ❞ Seems that Ghirahim has no real need to fear Demise anymore, let alone keep up appearances. Despite that, he will still show the king of >>>

❝ Hmm, I meant from the Chuchu, but sure. ❞ When the cannon was aimed at him however, Ghirahim simply arched a brow. ❝ Oh you can put that thing away, I haven't even a single rupee you can earn by attempting to harm me. ❞

Normally, Ghirahim would get unfathomably upset at the fact someone was intentionally misconstruing his words. Perhaps the only reason he wasn't this time however was because he knew somewhere inside his soul that he was right about the bug. Denial can only get one soul so far... ❝ Not /if/, >>>

❝ You would do well to take note of my word choice... I said /buckle/, not /break/. ❞ Ghirahim would likely not think anything of it. No soul can remain detached forever after all... /Everyone/ has something or someone to lose or fight for after all, ❝ Some are able to weather the storm, yet >>>

❝ So detached, so... /Dull/. ❞ The sword-spirit feigns a yawn, even let out a small stretch as he did so. ❝ I grow tired of your boorish stubbornness. Whether you assert it doesn't affect you or not, a mortal soul can only handle so much before the crucifix they bear forces them to buckle. ❞

❝ You act as though I am not free from them, that I am incapable of making a choice that is /truly/ my own... You couldn't be further from the truth if that is your assumption of me. ❞ Ghirahim simply nodded however, feigning yet another yawn. ❝ It has been quite insightful hearing all of this >>>

❝ Yet inspiring those into damnation is, strictly speaking, what /demons/ do, consciously or not.~ ❞ A grim chuckle escapes the sheet white lips of Ghirahim as he shakes his head. ❝ You may deny responsibility, but their blood would be indirectly on your hands, yet there nonetheless. ❞

❝ The only deities that I would ever consider worth keeping at the Golden Goddesses, as they are neutral and do not guide the mortals of this world. As for the rest? I could do without them if I am to be honest. /True/ freedom from those dullards is important, but not enough for me to pledge >>>

With a snap of his fingers, Ghirahim summoned that wooden statute of a Moblin he made earlier. ❝ Hmm... I wonder just what else I could make given proper inspiration. ❞

❝ You'd inspire countless, only for them to die in /agonizing/ failure once they attempt to emulate the behavior. ❞ The thought of such misery fills Ghirahim's heart with delight, yet he didn't quite wear that expression on his face. Perhaps he was staying his hand in order to feed the other's >>>

❝ This is a land ruled by gods, unfortunate as it is to say... ❞ A twinge of pity creeps across the man's face as he looks off to the side. ❝ It truly calls into question how /free/ the free will of others is beyond myself. ❞

❝ In several timelines, though they are of little note.~ ❞ Whether or not it was true has yet to be seen in "canon" but the timelines are practically infinite. ❝ None managed to so much as scratch the boar. I sincerely doubt your weapons could unless they were blessed by the /wretched/ Hylia >>>

❝ So we're not the only one you've seen besides your own? ❞ Ghirahim returns to a more neutral pose, resting his chin on a finger. ❝ Now you make me /actually/ wonder what plans you have for this world.~ ❞

❝ I don't believe you understand how this cycle works... The Hero always bests the incarnation of Ganon, of /evil/. ❞ Ghirahim's tone became more honed, like that of a storyteller's. ❝ Even in the time where Ganon succeeded, the Hero came back and slew him once more... It's a never ending tale. ❞

❝ So you would catalogue us? It's peculiar, yet... No, I suppose one as learned as you has your reasons. ❞ Ghirahim's still holding that pose by the way.

A roll of the eyes came from Ghirahim as he scoffed. ❝ Even /if/ Ganon were to win, he would likely keep the world alive. It's just... Under new management.~ ❞ Such were the plans of his second master, Demise after all.

Almost as if it was some sort of cartoon, Ghirahim's long tongue wiped away the residue with relative ease. ❝ How... /Delicious/... ❞ Seems that certainly irked him.

The file? How peculiar of a name. A tragedy that Blue knew not just what Ghirahim was capable of just yet beyond potentially materializing his sword. ❝ If you believe yourself capable of understanding The Golden Goddesses in their entirety, you're in for /quite/ the rude awakening.~ ❞

❝ Why even bother looking back then? If you're going to simply leave them to their devices? Is it /true/ freedom if you're going to constantly monitor them, course correct when /you/ deem it necessary? ❞ There was that one flaw he found. Why monitor if not to intervene at some point or another?

Cue the ever dramatic pose of his Skyward Sword render art. ❝ Documenting me? How flattering.~ ❞

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Yet that fear fades just as quickly once people learn it is the new norm. It is /dread/ that lasts. ❝ Hmm... /Immediate/ fear drives action, not a constant one, in my experience. ❞

Ghirahim looks back to Blue, his body language shifting to one of recognition, almost as though there was a sense of being a kindred spirit. ❝ A shift in power and let the people have their own free will, hmm? ❞ That certainly caught his attention. ❝ Considering our talk on gods earlier, I >>>

As the bottle shattered, the Chuchu just... Congeals around her suit, not really affecting it on its own. Still might want to take it off though, for it /is/ a yellow Chuchu. ❝ Truthfully, I expected a bit more... ❞

Of course the bug would make such a reference. ❝ Artistic, but ultimately not a statement of any substance. ❞

❝ If you are as wizened as you assert to be, then you should know just how /dangerous/ it can be to underestimate your presumed prey. ❞ Ghirahim spoke from experience, such was what allowed The Hero of The Sky to succeed in his mission to save Skyloft and the rest of the world at large. ❝ If >>>

❝ No, I've seen quite a lot. I'm even rather familiar with the concept. I just didn't quite expect... /That/ as a reaction for a simple bottled Chuchu. ❞ No kill quite like overkill, right?

To think that the sadist that is Ghirahim would scoff at a notion of cruelty for once. Nevertheless, he very much does. ❝ And here I thought we might share a view on why sadism is so delightful. It's not about a /shift/ in power, it's a matter of /wielding/ that power in the first place! You >>>

Blink blink. ❝ . . . Huh. ❞

❝ Hmmph, morons might be correct, but they are /crafty/ creatures when cornered.~ ❞ Ghirahim rests a finger under his chin, tilting his head. ❝ Do be careful though, you might find yourself against an army of fodder before sunrise. ❞

If only he were to learn about The Calamity... Oh well, what he doesn't know can't hurt him! ❝ Is that so? Truthfully, I find such an approach to be a tad impersonal for my tastes. ❞ The sword-spirit feigned a yawn as he looked away. ❝ What point is there in killing or brutalizing if you >>>

❝ Woe, Murder Gelatinen be upon you! ❞ Ghirahim has lobbed a bottled Chu-Chu at the reader.

❝ They number in the millions all across Hyrule for one reason or another and I doubt the Hylian dogs would care much if their "monsters" were to vanish.~ ❞

❝ Fancy yourself a hunter, do you? ❞ Ghirahim pondered the thought of Ganon being brutalized within an inch of his life without the use of any sort of Holy or blessed weapon. ❝ I'm sure he'll just regenerate and adapt. Granted, it is hard to best someone empowered by the very power of one of >>>

❝ A pity, but I don't suppose it matters much from a nobody such as you.~ ❞

❝ What a dreadfully dull night... /Someone/ amuse me~! ❞

Humming his own theme lightly like a fourth wall breaking little bastard, Ghirahim was looking up at the endless sea of stars that was the night sky. Seems he's in a far better mood than earlier.

「 𝑫𝒐 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒌. . .𝑰 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒃𝒆 𝒂 𝒈𝒐𝒐𝒅 𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒐𝒏.ᐣ 𝑬𝒗𝒆𝒏 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝑰'𝒎 𝒔𝒐 𝒄𝒐𝒍𝒅 𝒕𝒐𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒅𝒔 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚𝒃𝒐𝒅𝒚.ᐣ 」 —— RANDALL D. RERID —— 「 𝑰 𝒅𝒊𝒅𝒏'𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒌 𝒔𝒐, 𝑪𝒚𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒆. 𝑰'𝒗𝒆 𝒉𝒖𝒓𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝑰 𝒉𝒆𝒍𝒅 𝒅𝒆𝒂𝒓 𝒕𝒐 𝒎𝒆. 」

❝ In all my eons of life, I have /never/ met any one individual who ever fought the exact same as another. Isn't that interesting? Each and every fighting style is unique in even the most /subtle/ of ways... Even wild flailing in a desperate plea for survival is different between individuals.~ ❞

Snapping his fingers, Ghirahim encased the bomb flower in a barrier. Once it exploded, it was rendered harmless to the demon lord. ❝ Child... ❞

Ghirahim rolled his eyes and scoffed. ❝ You think I'm not aware of that? My sword spirit form could easily fix whatever organic flaws this human form has. ❞

Ghirahim has finished his wood carving. It appears to be a statute of a boar headed individual with a slab for a shield. ❝ Hmm... Not quite as plump as the real thing, but I suppose Moblins aren't the same as they were millennia ago. ❞

❝ Damned human form... ❞ Ghirahim temporarily shifts into his sword-spirit form to avoid being able to sneeze. It won't stop him from carving up that wood from earlier though.

❝ It is perhaps only one of the few flaws of my human form, but yes. ❞ Somewhere, two people are talking about him... No wonder he sneezed.