Hyrule is a dump. A hellish, uncharitable, creepy nightmare-land that no sane human being should want anything to do with. There’s enough horrific ribald wrongery going on to fill a feature in itself, but for now, think about the following:
Its countryside fills up with skeleton zombies at night. Every night. Half of the plant-life wants to kill you. The chickens attack in organised hit squads. If you’re not in the middle of the zombie field, you’re in a scorching desert, freezing, underwater, or dodging falling lava in a place called Death Mountain. There’s a village right next to Death Mountain and it contains a well full of horrors, a house full of mutated humanoid half-spiders, and a haunted graveyard. Containing a tomb full of more zombies. Oh, and every few hundred years, a vengeful nutjob wrecks the place in a never-ending cyclical quest for supremacy. You do not want to live in Hyrule. It is a silly place.