Author's Note: Hi, everybody! This is my second fanfic on fanfiction, and I have decided to make it for the Legend of Zelda, instead of Kingdom Hearts (go check it out. I find it disturbing, but it's still full of hilarious-ness). Anyway, this is my second fanfic here, and it's for the Legend of Zelda. So basically, a bunch of stuff happens, so I figured I'd try and make it like... how a game would be... only... in fanfic form. So yeah. Please bear with me, if it sucks. Anyway, here we go~!
Prologue: Resurgence
The last rays of the setting sun sunk below the horizon of sand in the vast, desolate Desert of Proda.
"Huff. Huff."
Ganondorf stumbled onto the sand, his body weak from hunger and thirst and his legs exhausted from roaming the Desert of Proda for so long.
"GYAAUGH!" A cry of despair and agony broke free from his dry throat and pierced the air around him.
His suffering was simply too much for him to bear. He couldn't take it anymore. As he desperately searched his person for something, anything that could take his life away, he screamed out again: He just remembered that he had thrown his only weapon into the sand out of rage and left it there. That was hours ago. By now, it was most likely buried under feet upon feet of sand, miles away.
Sighing a sigh of one who has completely given up, Ganondorf laid his head down on the sand, waiting for hunger or thirst to end it all. It was then that he saw it: A little glowing orb in the distance. Ganondorf ignored it and closed his eyes, figuring that it was probably just a mirage. It was only when the orb hit him on the head and rolled onto the sand that he changed his mind about it.
Ganondorf sat up and looked at it. The orb had stopped glowing, but when Ganondorf picked it up, it sparked back to life. He studied the curious object. Made out of some mysterious material, its radiance was like that of a miniature sun. He then noticed that the mark on his hand of the Triforce of Power was shining in reaction to the orb.
"You, who has been bestowed the power of the gods," spoke a strange voice. It seemed to be coming from the glowing orb. "You, who has been corrupted by the ways of Evil. You, who wishes for eternal escape."
"Who… Who are you?" His voice was weak and raspy.
"That is of little importance. We grant you the escape you seek. We bestow upon you this Sphere of Traverse."
"Sphere … of Traverse?"
"Do what you may."
Another sound sliced the surrounding air. It was a sound of the purest of glee and malice.
Author's Note: That was fun. Ganon's suicidal. Except, not anymore. Eh, I guess that was okay, but I really don't know. So, please, tell me what you think. Reviews and favorites are always welcome, and chapters one and two are on the way. Thanks, everyone!
