Ten thousand, one hundred years ago, the Calamity Ganon was sealed away by the hands of a royal knight, wielding the sword which seals the darkness, and a royal princess with a secret sealing power, with the assistance of four royal champions and the Sheika technological prowess in the form of the four Divine Beasts. Back then, Hyrule had never encountered the collective group of species which I am a part of known as Pokémon, as it wouldn't be for another eight thousand or so years before the first Pokémon set foot - or paw or claw or whatever they had - on the soil of Hyrule.
I do not know much of the first two thousand years that Pokémon and the Hylian races, including the Hylians themselves, were together, but I do remember that by the time I was born, Pokémon was accepted just as much as the Gerudo, Zora, Rito and Goron races, as well as the Sheikh who had forsworn their technology. Even though there was the odd Sheika who did research on the old technology, but within the limits provided by the Kingdom.
But that all changed that one fateful day, just after Princess Zelda turned 17. Because that was when the Calamity rose up from a place not even I had expected: Hyrule Castle itself. And not only that, but Ganon was cunning, and took over the Sheika technology from all those years ago which had been uncovered. And they were used to great effect against the Pokémon who tried to fight off Calamity Ganon seeing how even the Divine Beasts were taken over, and the Champions who were piloting them slain by the Blights. I tried my best to try and stop it, but I failed.
I failed, all because of the fact that the Princess didn't awake to her power fast enough - all because the intended training didn't work for her. And not even a single Pokémon survived the Calamity War. Not even myself - the last victim of the war before Zelda turned the tides single-handedly and sealed Calamity Ganon away in Hyrule Castle, and the wielder of the Master Sword - survived it, as I did die for a while there. But I fought to the bitter end, pushing both myself and the Sword which Seals the Darkness to our limits as I faced Guardian after Guardian after Guardian.
Unfortunately, my body gave out, and I did die there, but not before Zelda awoke to her power. But thanks to Sheikah technology from over 10,000 years ago, there was a way to bring me back to life. Even if it meant I would lose my memories and all of my powers as what I am in the process.
And it is a good thing that it works on us Pokémon, even though it was only about 2,100 or so years ago that we first came to Hyrule, and back then we had no idea of the tech of the Sheikah from the past. Because if it didn't, I wouldn't be standing by the entrance to Hyrule Castle's Sanctum, Master Sword in one hand, Hylian Shield in the other, with the Ancient Bow on my back with a quiver full of arrows of various types, wearing my own personal armour set, my powers recovered to an extent due to freeing the Divine Beasts, and ready to fight the Calamity and save Zelda.
I am a Latius - a hybrid of sorts of the Eon Duo, Latias and Latios. And while I might not be called Link, I know deep down that I share the soul of the Legendary Hero who defeated Demise ages ago, which has passed down through the eras and past the splits and merges in time to the other Links.
But to think, my story really begun that one fateful day, when Zelda woke me up from the Slumber of Restoration, calling out to me to help save Hyrule. Back then, I didn't have any memories or anything, except for one thing - my actual name
This is the Era of the Wild, and this is my story, the story known as...
The Legend of Latius: Breath of the Wild.
Based on "The Legend of Zelda: Breath of the Wild", created by Nintendo.
Note: This work is a non-profit, fan-based fanfic. Pokémon and Legend of Zelda are owned by Nintendo, with the former also owned by Game Freak and The Pokémon Company. I do not claim any ownership of any of the characters mentioned in it, with the sole exception of the titular Latius. And even that is pushing it.