Of Memories Past.(Ganon)

Having learned about his new sword form the Rfit-Slicer Haru had been trying to get home ever since learning of it and had now ended up in a forest like area with a castle in the distance. 
Although something felt off for the young rave master as he proceeded toward the castle, a haunting chill that wouldn't go away as his skin felt nervous with each step. The dark energy leaking from this area was apparent but Haru couldn't automatically assume it was a darkbring yet as those dark creatures were not of the darkbring but of something else entirely. 
With the Rave Key in his grip he would be ready for any surprise attacks and could easily unsheathe his sword from his back-strap in case things got tough.
Pacing ever closer into the innards of the castle Haru wondered where he was this time. It wasn't Fiore or Song continent that was for sure but someplace different.
The castle itself seemed deserted but it was that aura that kept him going to find out what i was and hope it was actually a darkbring so he could put a stop to it.

As Haru entered the throne room the the dark aura was radiating around this room and centered right onto the throne. Haru glanced over to the throne after following the strange aura here to see a man with dark skin and giant figure. 
Haru was awestruck by the dark power coming off the man it had to be a darkbring!
As RaveMaster Haru could sense dark auras ever since leaving his world. 

"I can sense the dark power coming off you, it reeks of a Darkbring!" 

Haru took out his sword from his back-strap and slapped on the rave key. 

"Explosion!" 

Haru yelled out as Haru slammed his sword to the ground creating a large explosion from the point the sword hit. Haru then switched back to the default form of the sword to see if the blast hit.

"That was rather uncalled for..."

The explosion had stirred up a massive cloud of dust and sent spidery cracks through virtually every surface within the blast, the ancient stonework not holding up that well in the face of such a sudden force. Within the swirling cloud of dust, however, there was one thing that looked relatively unaffected. Still seated on the throne as he had been, his chin rested on one closed fist, and a most serious expression of displeasure on his weathered face, he remained as if he'd only had to deal with an unexpected gust of wind.

His cape was shredded from the blast, parts of his armor scorched, and the throne and ground immediately before it was blasted black and splintered....but Ganondorf seemed more displeased and annoyed than anything else. "Do you perhaps make it a habit to merely charge in where you are unwelcome and lash out at the first thing you see?" His lips curled up in a scowl, momentarily baring his teeth, and the already dim light in the room grew even more so as dense, dark clouds roiled in the sky over the castle, as if a storm of immense proportions had suddenly decided to make its way through the area. "That isn't an altogether good way to go about living a long, healthy life, my boy."