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||  Previous Part  ||  Next Part  || Kalia stared down at the shimmering blue water around his talons. Something about the dark edges of the ethereal plane he alone was privileged to visit disturbed him. However, when he was called, he came. “Spirits of Light, why have I been summoned?” he asked the void beyond the edges of the floating platform. A golden mist floated into the form of a stout man. His distinguishing features were obscured and undecipherable, but…

||  Previous Chapter  || How can something that large move so quickly? I staggered back, still clutching Carter’s mask. Such a silly inclination really, to be protective over the remains of a man who tried to kill me. Azamuku gritted his teeth and clapped twice. Within seconds, a gigantic black disc appeared and the golden serpent bounced back. It shook its head and hissed at the mage. “So, the Goddesses send light spirits to do their dirty work now? Are they…

||  Previous Chapter  ||  Next Chapter  || The rain lashed down in thick, heavy sheets. My every step fought against the wind as I followed Carter back into the pit of hell itself. It blew against the Hylian soldiers, forcing them to dig their heels into the slippery earth. At the Gerudo Valley Pass, the monster horde swelled in number. Lizalfos and Moblins joined the fray, splitting into two large groups. They attempted to flank the Hylians, engaging them in…

||  Previous Chapter  ||  Next Chapter  || “There’s still time to slip away,” I pleaded, stumbling after Guru-Guru. He strode ahead, arms pumping and his sword swinging wildly from the hip. “Just shut up, do you want an arrow in your back? Cause that’s what they do to deserters.” This revelation was most unwelcome, along with the ache of my neck and shoulders that were stiff from baring the weight of armor. Curse all this gear! “But you could make…

||  Previous Chapter  ||  Next Chapter  || With the fox mask in hand, I ran over the rickety drawbridge and headed towards the temporary barracks of the Hyrule army. It was here, tucked away on the northern side where the armorer could be found. Armed with my best smile and selling patter, I slipped inside. “How much do you want for it then?” the armorer asked, his scarred forehead creasing into folds. I shook my head. “Completely free, I simply…

||  Previous Chapter  ||  Next Chapter  || Years later, my arms were full to bursting with groceries as I followed Akisin around Castle Town. The sky was ashen grey, threatening with rain that never fell, and the wind howled down the alleyways making the shutters clatter. Trade was quiet these days, not so many Hylians bringing their much-needed purses to keep the economy turning. “Damn rumors, making everyone skittish,” Akisin muttered. “Doesn’t help with that General Impa trying to drum…

“They should be coming back soon,” Urbosa said, looking towards Mount Laynaru. “They’ve been gone for quite some time.” She seemed worried. Mipha watched her as she paced up and down the path. Revali stood with his wings crossed. He seemed like he couldn’t care less about being here, but I’m sure Zelda was glad that he attended. In a rush of wind, Revali flew up high and looked over the horizon. “They’re coming back.” He fell to the ground…

It sure felt good to be a Champion! Why, it was amazing see all the other Champions at Hyrule Castle just a while back. I even got to see brother Link while I was there. Hyrule Castle was mighty big, but not as big as Death Mountain. Visiting the tiny princess and Link was nice, but I was glad to be home. I still couldn’t forget the story that I heard while I was there though. Link really was chosen…

Previous Chapter || Next Chapter Death Mountain seemed to be hotter today. I pondered the heat as I made my usual roll around the mountain, looking for rocks to eat. I stopped abruptly when I heard a monstrous yell further down the hill. My mind shot to those pesky red lizards that had started making homes up here and bothering my brothers. I wasn’t too concerned as they could usually handle themselves pretty well, but I started to rush when…

My brothers and I hail from the peaks of Death Mountain. The weather is always blazing, we seldom see any visitors, and the food here is to die for. My brothers are strong in body, but we are even stronger in heart. We roll along the hills and find comfort among the hot springs that dot the mountain range. There wasn’t much that shook us — maybe a rumble or two from Death Mountain, but we always stood firm. My…