One hundred years ago does not seem too far away. You might have heard tales from great grandparents lived in that time. However, time seems to pass by slowly if you are anticipating something. But time is absolute. It never quickens or slows down. It is an illusion to think it somehow adapts itself to your own personal scenario.
Time itself is purely mathematical. Humankind needed a way to organize events and schedules in an absolute fashion. Passing it by doing useless things for one's own satisfaction is a waste. A waste of numbers that can not be restored. What would a civilization do if they were in peril and time was of the essence? What if the future's main outcome was entirely determined by a small handful of people?
In a great land called Hyrule, this was a reality. A horrible calamity struck. The force behind this event was an ancient evil named "Ganon". All of this could have been avoided if a young lady named Zelda found her internal power quicker. The five others who assisted her were ready, though. Four of them piloted mechanical beasts created to stop said calamity. The one who did not pilot mechanical beast was a courageous young man with a pure soul, ready to slay the one behind the looming evil. Everything would of went smoothly and had a clear happy ending if Zelda had managed her own sealing power. The sealing power acted as a compliment to the one who would face the enemy head on. However, as time would tell… she was too late.
Tragedy struck. The grand caste, several humble villages, a sturdy citadel and innocent lives were destroyed. Thankfully, Zelda was able to access her power at the last minute and stop Ganon's influence from spreading further. In exchange for this brief peace, the heroic boy succumbed to his wounds from battling and the ones manning the machines perished. The protective beast-like mechanisms were corrupted and unable to help. A stalemate between good and evil was held.
Other sub-machines dubbed guardians created to protect the people were corrupted as well. There were no known counters to their ranged laser beam offense and tough exterior defense. Luckily, the sealing power halted many guardians from proceeding far out in the land, but several remain active closer to the center land.
As for our hero… in most tales and legends told prior to the tragic event, the princess' appointed knight would save the day in the nick of time. The darkness would be nullified for another millennia. Everyone would celebrate the victory of good winning against evil. Everyone would be alive and happy. This time it was different. A hundred years of difference, in fact. An unknown ending one hundred years safely stored in a healing facility hidden away in the wild. Link spent that long recovering, yet it felt like a night time rest. And on one fateful morning… a beautiful, fresh morning. The kind of morning where a fresh breeze is carried, and sunlight warms your heart. That morning, Link was fully recovered.
A bright cyan liquid drained from the healing containment center. After ages of being in cryostasis, the blonde heard a dream-like voice call to him. "Link… please wake up… you are Hyrule's last hope!" As soon as the female's voice came, it faded. This left Link in the calm quiet of the chamber.
"Ghhhh… five more minutes…" Woah, this boy can speak! He can say things besides 'HYAAAH!' and other similar battle cries! But that minor comment was a fruitless request. Link was aching all over from not moving. The only way to relieve this was to get up and stretch…if he even knew how to properly stretch.
There was no remnant of his past left in his mind. The development of healing nullified Link's memory. Not a trace of the princess, his favorite sword, the champions… all gone. The only thing populating his thoughts was a hunch to explore. As the hero coolly walked over to a strange tablet. The voice whispered in his mind, telling him to place it on the strange pedestal. There was no other choice but to listen. Link pressed the ancient technology into it; a perfect fit! Data on the interior was compressed into a plasmatic navy substance. From the tip of the top, a drop plopped onto the engraved mark on the back.
After this essential step was done, he ended up caving into this craving the stretch. It was cool and dark in the room, providing a smooth atmosphere to wake up in. Before climbing over the minor ground, the boy noticed two treasure chests that looked ancient. After a quick yawn and stretch, he opened them both up. Each one made a familiar creaking sound as he pulled out an old outfit. The fabric sported a rough yet soft feeling. Had he seen this before? Without thinking too much about the matter, Link slipped it on. "Agh, this feels a little snug.", He said, hoisting himself up and over the minor dent of land.
A path of dried grass went on for a couple meters. Tap, tap, tap, tap… the rhythm of his footsteps was swift and steady. At the end of this hall was a simple opening. Light poured through as Link set foot on land he had not tread on for 100 long years. When the somewhat disoriented young man fully stepped outside, his heart and mind was completely enveloped with an indescribable feeling. A jolt of excitement hit as Link ran a bit closer to the edge to get a better look at the scenery.
His sea-blue eyes were feasted with acres and acres of land below. A sturdy grove of trees, a tall and bold volcano, perfectly snowcapped peaks… the list of natural beauty could go on and on! All of this was so much… especially for someone who had not seen it for the past 100 years.