One upon a time, in the land of Hyrule, there was a man. A man who sold masks. He lived in a small, unimportant town in a small, unimportant house, and made his living by selling masks in his small, unimportant shop. It was the Happy Mask Shop. He was the best in the business, and people came from far and wide to buy his masks. For a time, he was happy, well-known, and most of all, wealthy.
Until, one day, people stopped coming.
At first it was just one day. The mask salesman thought that it was just a slow business day and continued to smile. Then the day turned into a week. That week turned into a month. Pretty soon, the mask salesman was unhappy and very poor. It seemed like people just did not want to buy masks anymore.
But still, the salesman continued to make masks. He whittled them out of wood, cast them out of iron, and even made masks cut out of paper. He observed the current styles to find out what people might like in a mask and emulated them. But the salesman spent too much money on masks and not enough paying his rent. His shop was eventually bought out and he set off to travel the world with nothing but the masks on his back.
As he traveled places, he began to hear whispers. People all around him saw his ruin and wondered how he had gone from a wealthy businessman to a mere beggar. Occasionally, someone would buy a mask out of pure pity. But that was only occasionally. The salesman had just about given up hope.
Until one day he heard a song.
One fateful day, when the salesman was resting outside a pub during his travels, he heard a wandering bard inside playing his lute and telling the tale of a mysterious hero. Legends called him the Hero of Time, a young boy who had saved a land called Termina from terrible destruction from a demonic moon. The boy did it with the help of his guardian fairy and twenty magical masks which could transform him into various things. The masks did other things as well, from making your sense of smell as heightened as a dog's to endowing you with the ability to lead animals wherever you wished.
But once he saved the world, the bard continued, a giant bird stole his masks and scattered them across the land. Since he had gotten his use out of them, the Hero merely shrugged and went back to his home.
Hearing this fantastical tale, the Happy Mask salesman got a fantastical idea. Why, he thought, couldn't he be the one to recover these masks? He would go on a journey and scour the lands to find these masks. Once found, he would replicate them and sell them to the public! Surely this way he would get back his grand fortune!
So off he went, that salesman, to travel the land of Hyrule with only his wallet filled with 200 rupees, a sack for carrying the masks in, and the words of the bard that helped him on his way.
This is the story of the salesman and the trials and tribulations he went through to make his dream a reality.
AN: This is a story idea that I'm trying out. It will be written like a folktale and go through each of the masks that were shown in Majora's Mask.
Please read and review. In your review, I would be much obliged if you would tell me which masks you'd like to see first and what you like and/ordisliked about my narration.I may scrap this idea if I don't get many reviews, so please review!