The cavern beneath Hyrule Castle trembles with power. Gloom swirls like a red mist around the throne. In the dim, flickering glow of broken runes, the tall imposing figure, steps slow echoing, sword in hand, The fearsome form that Demon King Ganondorf attained after unleashing the power of the secret stone. The ancient sages were no match for him and only barely managed to contain his devastating power. The gloom he produces is a corrosive substance so foul that it can wither anyone who touches it, and those eyes that glinted with malice, only calamity at its true form.

Ganondorf chuckled — a low, the air shivers.

He fixes his glare on the assembled champions and the newcomer. With a voice like thunder, he speaks, with regard to everyone as fledglings and pretenders — from the depth of shadow. His amber eyes are narrow. "Do not look away...for you witness a king's revival..." Ganondorf appears in his most fearsome, corrupted form: a vision of darkness powered by malice and gloom. skin jet black, as though his flesh has been swallowed by shadow, bright, fiery red; wild, unkempt, horns forming on his head—a demonic crown. sclera turn black; pupils and teeth glow orange-red. His expression is fierce, commanding; his visage resembles the demon lord of legend, even the archetypal Demise,His garments and jewelry shift into black and red tones with gold accents. The patterns and markings glow with gloom or malice energies. His silhouette becomes heavier, more imposing: broad shoulders, bulging muscles, and a presence that radiates doom.

Ganondorf's massive dark frame shifts as he slowly unsheathed his Gloom Sword, its dark blade flickering with dangerous intent. “Champions, stand as you may — I will carve this world anew, and you will fall like leaves before my storm.” He strides closer, echoes beneath his footsteps. “Do not mistake mercy for weakness. When the final strike comes.

A gust of tainted winds flows outward, the gloom intensifying. He grips the sword tighter. “Battle me. Endure me, matters not, your end is here. Then perhaps you will witness the first breath of a new age!.” Ganondorf swung the gloom sword to a side, his imposing stance, exuding a demonic oni form, he mocked bay flickering his hand to a 'bring it'..