Let a legend die
Link sat in his house in Korkie{sp?}Forest. He sat there looking out the window sighing softly in depression. It had been almost a year since Zelda sent him back in time after the defeat of Ganon. A year after the last of his life was over. No matter how much he tried he could not forget all the battles he had fought, all the lives he had taken. No matter how much he tried he could not just pick up where his old happy life left off, that life was over. The childish games and laughter had been forever replaced by death and fighting. And the worse thing was that no one remembered anything that happened except for him and only him. Not even Zelda remembered any of what happened almost making Link feel like the whole thing had been one horrible nightmare. But the stains of fighting and blood still remained on his hands and soul, the memories haunting his mind, ripping his fragile soul into shreds. If only he had someone to talk to, he had tried to tell the Korkie but they all looked at him as if he were crazy even Saria thought it was 'only a nightmare.'
He was sure Navi would have remembered and that she would have been able to comfort him if she was still with him but she wasn't. She had flown off right after he had been returned to the past leaving him alone the time her really truly needed her. Which made Link wonder, did she even care about him? Did anyone even care about him now that his job as 'the hero of time' was over?' Or was he simply just a tool for the goddess to use to destroy the 'king of evil?' and if that was all he was meant to do, could he even say that his life had any purpose left to it? He was like a tool an mechanic uses, they use it to get the job done and then they toss it away once and job is done and goes on like the machine they used the tool to fix had never been broken. But at least the tool will be reused once again for another purpose unlike him. He had served his purpose, he was no longer needed, the ledged of the triforce had been for filled and Hryule was peaceful again. Infact believe or not, no one even remembered the legend of the triforce, not even Zelda or her family, he supposed the now that the legend had been for filled there was no longer use for it in the world.
'Just like there no longer a use for me...' Link thought as he took the Korkie sword into his hands.
'Once a legend ends it dies, and what about the heroes spoken in the legend? Do they die too? Or are they just forgotten about when their quest is over? Either way my legend is over, it is forgotten just like me. I have one of two choices, I try to contain my sanity as I continue living a pointless life, knowing that sooner or later I would have to leave the woods because I'll just continue to grow older, while the Korkie remain young. And when I leave, where will I go? I have no purpose in Hryule now. I will probably only die of hunger and/or cold when I leave, not that losing my life would be any different, my life was over the moment I took Ganon's. The second choice I have is to end it all right now, to free my soul from this bodies prison and hope that I may lead a normal life when I'm reborn into the next life. Killing myself would mean ending the legend of the triforce forever for I'm the only one who remembers it.
I close my eyes weary from all these thoughts; I could feel the cold metal of the sword resting in my hands. 'End it all' I tell myself as I raise the blade to my throat.
"End the Legend."
The End
Link sat in his house in Korkie{sp?}Forest. He sat there looking out the window sighing softly in depression. It had been almost a year since Zelda sent him back in time after the defeat of Ganon. A year after the last of his life was over. No matter how much he tried he could not forget all the battles he had fought, all the lives he had taken. No matter how much he tried he could not just pick up where his old happy life left off, that life was over. The childish games and laughter had been forever replaced by death and fighting. And the worse thing was that no one remembered anything that happened except for him and only him. Not even Zelda remembered any of what happened almost making Link feel like the whole thing had been one horrible nightmare. But the stains of fighting and blood still remained on his hands and soul, the memories haunting his mind, ripping his fragile soul into shreds. If only he had someone to talk to, he had tried to tell the Korkie but they all looked at him as if he were crazy even Saria thought it was 'only a nightmare.'
He was sure Navi would have remembered and that she would have been able to comfort him if she was still with him but she wasn't. She had flown off right after he had been returned to the past leaving him alone the time her really truly needed her. Which made Link wonder, did she even care about him? Did anyone even care about him now that his job as 'the hero of time' was over?' Or was he simply just a tool for the goddess to use to destroy the 'king of evil?' and if that was all he was meant to do, could he even say that his life had any purpose left to it? He was like a tool an mechanic uses, they use it to get the job done and then they toss it away once and job is done and goes on like the machine they used the tool to fix had never been broken. But at least the tool will be reused once again for another purpose unlike him. He had served his purpose, he was no longer needed, the ledged of the triforce had been for filled and Hryule was peaceful again. Infact believe or not, no one even remembered the legend of the triforce, not even Zelda or her family, he supposed the now that the legend had been for filled there was no longer use for it in the world.
'Just like there no longer a use for me...' Link thought as he took the Korkie sword into his hands.
'Once a legend ends it dies, and what about the heroes spoken in the legend? Do they die too? Or are they just forgotten about when their quest is over? Either way my legend is over, it is forgotten just like me. I have one of two choices, I try to contain my sanity as I continue living a pointless life, knowing that sooner or later I would have to leave the woods because I'll just continue to grow older, while the Korkie remain young. And when I leave, where will I go? I have no purpose in Hryule now. I will probably only die of hunger and/or cold when I leave, not that losing my life would be any different, my life was over the moment I took Ganon's. The second choice I have is to end it all right now, to free my soul from this bodies prison and hope that I may lead a normal life when I'm reborn into the next life. Killing myself would mean ending the legend of the triforce forever for I'm the only one who remembers it.
I close my eyes weary from all these thoughts; I could feel the cold metal of the sword resting in my hands. 'End it all' I tell myself as I raise the blade to my throat.
"End the Legend."
The End