Creation of power itself
Galion stood in front of a forge. A forge that would create three powerful things. His tribe was obsessed with power and they all looked to him for power. Three of the most powerful things just for his tribe. He had everything he needed for it. So he began the creation. He took one pole soul and dumped it into the forge. The fire flared around him like sand in the wind. Galion took a blood stained emerald and threw it in to the fire along with another soul. The fire turned green and flared even more. Galion took a moon tear and dropped it in the fire. The fire turned a bright blue. Galion grabbed a bottle of gold liquid and poured it in. The fire turned a darker blue and flared into the sky. Galion took one last thing, the blood of an eyeogre. Galion took the small bottle of blood and poured it into the forge. The fire turned purple and shrank back to sand in the wind. Galion took a heart shape mask with spikes on the top and stuck it into the fire. Galion's hands burned but he had to keep it in the fire! Galion took it out of the fire and looked at the mask. The mask had color now. Color and power. Galion put the mask down and took the other item, a helmet. Galion looked at the horns on the helmet and then at the fire. Galion put the helmet down and took out a knife. Galion carved symbols into the helmet. The biggest symbol was an eye that matched the mask. Galion finished and stared at the helmet. Galion grabbed a bottle of dark liquid and poured a little into the fire to create shadow. He then stuck the helmet into the fire. Galion could feel the power going into the helmet and felt it flowing through the carvings. Galion took the helmet out of the fire and looked at it. It was perfect. Galion put down the helmet and grabbed a bottle with a baby bombchu in it. Galion dumped the animal into the fire. The fire turned grey and was ready for the last item, another helmet. Galion carved two eyes into the helmet and a tongue to cover the mouth. Galion stuck the helmet into the fire waited for the power to come. The power came quickly and smoothly. Galion felt the power flow through the helmet so quickly he was tempted to investigate in case something was wrong but he didn't and that was a good thing. Galion pulled out the helmet and put it down next to the other items. Galion looked at the mask and called it Majora. Galion looked at the first helmet and called it the fused shadow. Finally Galion looked at the last helmet and called it Zant. Galion liked the name and the helmet. Galion took the helmet and put it on. Galion thought it was perfect with his robes and kept it on. Galion decided his name was no longer Galion but was Zant….