Purely out of boredom, he’d have two Stalfos fight to the undeath for his amusement.

"Kill more next year."

"Disappointing."

"GET... OFF... NOW...!"

"I grant you the gift, Of Despair."

"GAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!"

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"Black Hearts. Black Hearts for All."

"I want. To hear. Screams. Pain, sadness, death, a full array."

"YES! MORE!"

"I want your screams."

"Bland."

"Including yourself means it's entirely possible to do that to you, don't you realize~?"

“If you die in my arms I’m sending you back into battle post-dark-magic-resurrection.”

"It's too late, I've already risen the dead. 'Happy Halloween' "

"Sucks to be you! Your suffering will please me, and make it better by staying out of my way!"

"That's the ticket. This false containment of peace only delays the truth of inevitable conflict. It's a waste of time!"

"I'd like a bit that's a bit funnier. Humor through pain, per say! "

"There's so much talk, but never enough carnage... It sickens me so."

"How ever so farcical."

“All of the above, nothing more than a lousy bunch clinging to a temporary answer. …As for me, I’m hardly innocent with betrayals. I align myself with only the most capable of chaos when it comes down to it.”

"It's merely, a surprise. You understand the ways of chaos. All I thought were around were the traditional villains, and those annoying pests that get in our way."

[NMH MOOK VOICE] "I'M GONNA KILL YOU!"

"That presence... That's right, and without order, chaos would be unquestioned."

"Far from it. All he's ever done is get in my way on several occasions."

"YOU!!!"

That fiery spirit… Who did it remind him of…? Regardless, it was ticking him off. “You’re biting off more than you can chew.” As the Aeralfos were continuing their pressure, some fatally wounded by Zonai retaliation, a crooked palm readied a dark blast of magic, and fired once the path was clear.

“The Power of Darkness. Chaos. It’s all I crave and prey upon.”

“Hyeh. You can try will all your heart, but all beings are capable of feeling loss, anger, especially hatred. You’ll know it soon enough.”

“I wouldn’t be an evil Wizard if I knew peace. I want chaos to reign for all eternity.”

On the battlefield now met by the two forces, there was a mix of burning lava and dark magic. While their creator covers himself in oozing purple barrier from a single ringed hand, many of the stal-likes were incinerated, others continuing a futile march under their creator's control.

"Keh... Kheheh. Poor child, you've no idea what a Master Sorcerer can do." From beneath his robe, darkness would flow out and cover the land. In no time, the dead would rise, causing Stalfos and Stalchildren to breach though the ground, surrounding the fiery soul." "I welcome your foolishness!"

"You can try. And fail, like all the others before you."

"Hiya-ha-ha! Yes, your hatred fuels me. It gives me life. You ought to cry next."

"Have a taste of my Ｍａｇｉｃ!" Wizzro: Twisted Wizard. Info: An evil sorcerer born from magic of a wizard's ring, conjuring beasts from the darkness to cause chaos and destruction across the land. #ZeldaRP | #NintendoRP | #MVRP

"Dislike is such a pedantic phrase. Instead, I'd rather you hate me..." That beaming red eye morphs into a lipless smile with crooked teeth. "And all the evils I have, and will, commit."

“It is, isn’t it? Heh… Hehehe. I guess that makes ME evil!”

“Bad? …Why, it’s awful. Terrible. Not enough servants with a proper will to kill.”

"Good help is so hard to find these days. Oh well, mindless slaves will have to do."