Authors Notes: hello their I'm Gingerjam (please don't take offense I have red hair) and this is my first story on and I hope you guys enjoy my story. I've loved both games immensely and find the Zelda franchise to be one of my fondest franchises and I find Asura's Wrath to hold a similar charm to that franchise (Partially because of the main Antagonist) well here you go enjoy.
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READ Disclaimer: Asura's wrath is property of Capcom and associates and I take no claim to any of the characters, stories, settings etc. this story is only for the enjoyment of fellow readers and writers and is not used for monitory or commercial gain.
Demise king of demons stood in the realm he had created for the battle that shall go down as legend, as demise stood starring of into infinity. His mind strangely wandered to unknowns even to himself, questioning what he is doing and why. 'I shall succeed and kill the goddess Hylia' his burning hair flared at the hatred he garnered for that woman; of course he had already "killed" her but he knew if he was defeated before he had fully absorbed her soul she would live. He clenched his blade in anger at that absurd though but before his thoughts continued he sensed his servant's soul tremble. 'Ghirahim I had almost forgotten you were here' he mentally spoke to his servant 'always ready to serve master' Ghirahim's nasally voice rang through their psychic link. 'Ghirahim did I ever tell you where I came from' Demise spoke to the sword spirit 'No sir, I had asked you once and you said you didn't know. Why?' Demise frowned 'I did say that did I' his hatred subsided slightly and he began to recount his earliest memories.
He remembered death all about him, a radiant beauty, and then war. That was the earliest he could remember, no mother, no father, no love or comfort just suffering. He remembered being fully grown at those moments not as bulky as he is now but with the physique of a Greco god. Was he created that way or had he existed before then and could not remember he couldn't tell. As these memories filtered through his mind a single word went through his mind 'DEUS!' that was all that pierced his psyche 'DEUS!' his hatred flared each time it repeated in his mind, hair ablaze and nearly white hot.
"DEUS!" Demise roared and swung the massive black blade through the air attempting to hit a figure that was not there, it mocked him with each echo of the word. There had been nothing that ever garnered this much of his hatred, not even Hylia. From what he understood was the word came from an ancient extinct language and it meant god this was his reason he didn't know why or why not but he hated anyone who called themselves god.
'Master!?' Ghirahim's voice blocked the word. Demise stopped swinging at the air and his vision cleared. Ghirahim had spoken up because not of his masters happenings but because their guest had arrived. Demise turned and only looked at the boy not saying anything the boy looked petrified.
"Forgive me for my…tangent, I had not noticed you're arrival." demise spoke to the boy knowing not to receive a response. Demise snorted ignoring his thoughts of the past and only looking towards the future.
"Hylia's chosen warrior, nothing more than a pathetic human" demise said clenching his blade once more, readying for the battle that would begin shortly.
"I'd be lying though…" demise spoke solemnly, out of character and being distracted once more by his previous thoughts "…if I said I didn't see why Hylia admired you creatures" the boy looked him straight in the face the boys fear gone.
His hair billowed from his skull like a flaming smokestack "no matter whose admiration you garner though, it was foolish of her to pick a mere child to face me." Demise charged link with intent to end this long headache.
Their blades clashed sending sparks around the two "you shall not claim victory today child" demise said putting his weight down onto the blade. He felt link give beneath him and he waited to hear the crunching of the boy's bones. Unfortunately the only thing he heard was a crash and splash of him falling to the ground, the boy had rolled around him and was already in midair preparing to impale the demon king. Demise quickly rolled away from the blade and jumping to his feet "quick little fellow aren't you." Demise said.
Link paid no mind to demises taunts and charged him once more, as the battle raged for hours neither showed signs of weariness until, link fell to his knees grip on the master sword untightening, the boy had many shallow cuts across his body not fatal but each cut made it increasingly difficult to move, demise on the other hand had only a single scratch across his cheek. "Accept your defeat child, give up and I shall let you keep your honor and you shall be remembered as the valiant hero who nearly defeated me." Demise said growing ever more tired and impressed of the boy's determination. "If not you shall only be remembered as the child who begged for death at the hands of the demon king." demise said approaching the exhausted boy.
Before demise reached the boy there was a flash and then demise say a crystalline beauty before him "I will not let you harm my master" Fi's strange voice rang out.
Demise looked at the sword spirit slightly surprised by her quick appearance. "And who might you be" Demise said going over the girls appearance finding her…familiar.
"I am Fi servant of the goddess Hylia and spirit of her weapon and I will not allow you to harm my master" the blue girl said, her strange robotic voice and Mate-o-fact tone grating at Demises nerves.
Demise remembered her now but remembered something else as well; he had the thought of familiarity with her appearance the first time they met as well. 'Stop getting distracted' Demise ignored his memories again.
"I do remember you…maybe I'll keep you as a prize once this is all over" demise smiled perversely showing his rotted teeth, he watched as the girl's stoic face not change, but her knees shake.
Just as demise was to approach her he felt something else, something very familiar approaching fast, and he knew exactly what it was, hatred, nothing but pure unabridged hatred.