Legend of Zanian
Prologue
Zanian stood at the top of a hill, his dirty blonde hair blowing in the wind. Most of Hyrule behind him, the rising sun in front of him. Everyone knew the penalty of losing; slavery, if not death. Personally, Zanian would prefer death, and he knew most others would too. As Zanian watched the massive campsite begin to bustle with activity as people woke up, he couldn't help but wonder how he had managed to bring the entire kingdom together. As they prepared for the upcoming battle, Zanian noticed the Gorons holding the Deku up to protect them from being crushed, the Sheikah giving the Zoran some last minute tips on moving quickly on land and the humans giving most other races some pointers on using weapons effectively. Zanian turned back to the rising sun and saw blackness lining the horizon. His palm glowed and he turned into a wolf. He took in a deep breath and howled a long, powerful, threatening howl. This showed that his army should finish getting ready quickly and to show to the enemy that he knew he would not lose. The black line faltered before continuing to approach and expand. Zanian became human and smirked, knowing this would be a good fight. After his army finished preparing, Zanian saw the black mass and could make out the fact that it was shifting and changing, giving it the appearance of a black ocean. As the Hyrulians began moving, Zanian began to think back to the beginning, when, if told this story, he would have believed it to be a madman's tale and realized just how far he had come.
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