Death to The Planet (open)

Link had been wandering around for hours and hours with no particular destination or purpose. He didn't even really know how he got here. All he knew was that he kept ending up in various places ever since the initial relocation. He'd run into some interesting people and learned a little about the circumstances surrounding his situation. He had been given quite a lot to think about lately. 

He was starting to think that he would have absolutely nothing to do that day. After all, not too many people around town were too eager to approach a man with pitch skin and glowing red eyes. This pessimism soon ended, however. As Link was walking along he spotted a familiar face. Death his self. "Hm. I wonder what he's up too." He mumbled to his self as he started toward Death.

For a short while he simply watched him not quite sure how he should go about approaching him. He was about to make the first attempt at communication when the god beat him to it. Caught, Link decided now was a better time than any to approach. Mostly to indulge in some form of stereotype or another Link vanished into the shadows and reappeared leaning against the monument in it's shadow with a grin stretched across his face. "Of course I'm bold enough."  He said to Oblivion in a soft lyrical voice with just the barest hint of sarcasm.

Link lets out a chuckle and grins wider. He honestly didn't know whether his mode of transport was considered wrong here. On his world teleportation and warp spells were quite common. Not once had he ever seen any evidence that it harmed anything. He shrugged and let out an exaggerated sigh. "Honestly I wouldn't know whether its 'bad' or not. All I know is I have been using a magical instrument I own to hop around a bit. Not quite sure what to even do here because I cant seem to find the right song to get home." He said smoothly. He didn't really sound upset or anything. He just sounded bored and slightly annoyed.

He yawned and stretched his arms skyward. He leaned back against the monument and half closed his eyes. He could tell by the god's face that he was just as bored as Link felt. Humans were rather boring to be honest. They feel fear too easily. Sure it was fun at first to watch them scatter like roaches but after a while it got old.

He nodded when Oblivion addressed him and confirmed Link's assumption. He tilted his head quickly popping the joints and spoke up. "I am indeed bored. These humans are soooo booooring. They are too sensitive. Even the regular Hylians in my world were not so easily scared." He said exaggerating the statement.

Link thought about what death had said for a moment. He occasionally enjoyed causing mass chaos but he didn't fancy being run out of town with pitch forks and torches. He didn't see the need to cause pointless deaths which is what it would boil down to if he had to fight the townspeople. Oblivion's other offer, however, sounded much more appealing.

Before he openly agreed to spar with death he felt some rules should be set in place.  He did not believe Death would openly try to kill him but he did think that he may try some technicality based victory and Link didn't like to lose. He contemplated a fair stopping point and grinned.

"Alright Death. I will agree to spar with you. Sounds like it could be fun. But, I do want to set up a couple rules here. Just so no one gets on any technicalities.  To declare victory one simply needs to catch the other in a definite position that under normal circumstances would kill a normal human. In addition I will not use any other weapons aside from my sword and shield. Or we can fight hand to hand if you wish. He draws his sword and holds it in a ready stance with his shield held to guard his front. "Are these terms acceptable?" He concluded and waited for a reply.