Prologue
The space was empty, quiet, almost serene- but not quite. He had stopped counting the time that had passed since he was more than nothingness. Of course, it had never been accurate. There was no time in nothingness.
Yet, there seemed to be a disturbance in the nothingness.
"Ghirhiam…"
"Yes, Master?"
"You must… free my spirit…"
"Master, the seal is very strong. I cannot free you until it weakens."
"That is true. I cannot be freed in this form. But I do not need this form."
"What do you mean?"
"My physical form is sealed within this realm. Although still very strong, I have been able to weaken this seal enough to allow a way for my spirit alone to escape."
"However you may need my assistance, I am at your service."
"Your spirit shall be reborn in the body of a hylian. Find my spirit a mortal host, and bring them to the Temple of Time."
"Of course, Master. The power of the Triforce shall be in your hands."
"No, Ghirhiam."
"…Master?"
"I desire more."
"And what you desire shall be yours."
His eyes opened from his slumber, returning him to a changed world he had long ago left. He had been waiting for this moment for thousands of years, and his master had finally called him.
I just want to start off by saying thank you for reading! This is my first fanfic, and I've put in a lot of work for it. Reviews and constructive criticism are very welcomed! This story does technically take place in the Ocarina of Time era, but also references a lot of skyward sword elements(as seen in this prologue!). Also- this story will be VERY OC-heavy, especially since a large portion of it takes place in made up, non-canon lands. So if that's not really your thing, you have been warned! :P
Thanks for your support!