Up to you, it is your home. If you tell me to leave, I'll leave.

If it pleases you to think so, then continue. Pride is one's work is important, after all.

I don't celebrate. That said, I am feeling much joy right now.

Not you specifically. Just a general joy of discomfort and woe.

Sorry for having a bad day. It will happen again.

It was fairly useless for me, what with their sparse appearances. I went 1,000 years without encountering one.

But here? You just had one running around? That's terrifying, isn't it?!"

He tilts his head. "Do you think there are more out there?"

This time, the smile returns. He feels it's safe for him to do so, now that it can't be perceived as mocking or insensitive.

"There was a time, when I was younger... When I was deeply dedicated to their study. I wanted to know everything about them, and for less than savory reasons, admittedly. ↷

this... I have to admit, it makes me pretty angry, hahah!

That's why there's no other recourse. I just have to kill him.

That's the least I could do for a bitter rival."

will which saved you."

He leans back, hands now folded politely in his lap.

"By 'it' you mean a demon, don't you?"

"But, I suppose the loophole is, if a powerful force found his body and piloted it, then he would still be 'active' and thus eligible for the title.

Regardless of power or skill, he simply has first priority on this sort of thing. He made a point to mock me when he revealed himself, as well."

As soon as Majora's teeth touch his wings, Merlin gets a montage of his entire life flashing before his eyes in perfect HD color vision.

He shuts his eyes, serenely. A single tear streams down his face.

Merlin screams at the top of his lungs. Turns out his wings are sensitive.