Prologue
A/N: So this took me about 130 hours in game to do, which doesn't count the time I spent editing by the computer.
Disclaimer I do not own Legend of Zelda that belongs to Nintendo and I don't own Bleach that belongs to Tite Kubo.
And this is a slash meaning that there is a male/male relationship in focus.
Many years ago in a different time, a Hero came to us from the forest. Clad in green, this youth gathered the sacred stones. He played the sacred tune, and pulling the sacred blade of evil's bane, he fell into a holy sleep.
To rid us from the evil that plagued our lands for seven years he slept.
The traveller though time awakened the six sages and slew the evil king saving our blessed lands. Together with the Princess of Destiny, he sealed the evil one away.
Some say he left.
Some that he returned to his own time.
There are legends that speak of a companion for the Hero. A boy with guay coloured hair and emerald green eyes. A boy that came for another world. He was trained by the Sheikah and could wield the very elements of nature. They say he aided the Hero in his quest.
Some believe that the Hero travelled with him to his own homeland.
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Time travels differently between worlds.
In another world a youth appeared. He destroyed the Black Veil and joined his lover. One bright, with golden hair and azure eyes. One dark, with raven hair and an emerald gaze.
Together theses two rid us from an evil dark lord and brought peace to the world.
The two were said to possess forms of beasts greater than any animal of their kind. They looked like wolves but no wolf could compare.
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Years passed. War broke out once more. The two Heroes were older now. But they and their descendants did not sit idly by as the world fell into ruin. No they did their best to prevent it.
Magic ran wild and rifts were opening. Rifts that if left to their own devices could call upon the greatest of evils. The World Eater.
One by one the rifts were closed until a single one remained.
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Link, The Hero of Time.
Harry Potter-Slytherin the son of Salazar Slytherin. An apprentice to the Sheikah and a wielder of elemental magic.
The heroes who saved different worlds thrice.
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This story tells of the child of their daughter.
A young man named Link.
The forest was calm and quiet. A pack of monkeys sat in a glade. They were squabbling over fruit they had nicked from a small human settlement nearby earlier. They finally settled down when…
A light flashed through the glade.
"Oh, by Din what happened?"
A young teen with unruly honey-blond hair and bright green eyes had suddenly and out of nowhere appeared in the glade. He looked around and huffed. 'Where am I?' he wondered. The trees were huge and lush. He hadn't seen trees like these back home ever and he knew for a fact that there had been no trees were his family had gone to close off the magic rift. "I fell through," he whispered in Hylian. Everyone in his family spoke Hylian. It was because of his granddad Link and well a bit because of grandpa Harry too he guessed. They spoke Hylian a lot and as a result he and his cousins all knew the language.
He moved around the glade slowly. His head hurt and he was sort of tingly all over. He looked up at the sky. Had he just been separated from everything he knew? His family – his friends – everyone? There was a scuffle to his right, and he could see a Deku baba killing a rat. He had only seen pictures of Deku babas before now. But he knew that they lived in Hyrule not on Earth.
Tears made their way to his eyes and down his face. He tried to wipe them away but they wouldn't stop flowing. "Mommy," he whispered. "Otōsan, Matthew, Lillian, Jane, Hanna… Grandpa… Granddad…" he was sobbing loudly. No one answered him. There was no one else there. He collapsed on the ground and curled up in a ball, crying.
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It is impossible to know for how long the boy lay there crying.
There was a rustling noise but the boy didn't feel up to tuning around. His body was aching and he felt miserable.
A warm hand landed on his shoulder. "Hey kid, how did you end up all the way out here?" a warm male voice asked. When the boy didn't answer the man went down on his knees and pulled him up. He shifted the boy so he could see his face. Noticing the tear trails he pulled the boy closer. "Hey kid what's happened. Are you OK?" he asked.