[He is quiet for a time, slowly turning this new information over in his mind. Finally deciding that this will do for now, he begins his tale.]

...For a time the seal you placed upon me held. I am uncertain for how long I remained in that realm, slowly growing mad with rage - generations perhaps - until one day the seal finally gave under the force of my anger. With no hero to stand in my way, Hyrule was laid to waste. In retaliation, the goddesses themselves sent a great flood, sealing the land and myself beneath the waves of a vast ocean, leaving only those who had taken refuge upon the highest peaks.

The land itself was sealed within a vast bubble, much like this. In the ages I spent under the waves, the rage faded and I found I had gained nothing from my previous actions. Eventually the seal once again broke, and I returned to the world above, seeking to reunite the Triforce and drain the sea from the land.

[He lets out another humorless chuckle.]

The last king of Hyrule snatched success from my grasp at the last crucial moment and saw to it that Hyrule would forever remain buried.