You actually like this.
Link shut his eyes tightly and tried to ignore the voice pounding inside his head.
You do, don't you? Being taken by the monsters you swore to defeat. It turns you on.
Stop…
You know I'm right, Hero. Oh wait, that's not your title anymore.
Please stop…
You have no title now. You lost that when you failed everyone.
Don't…
You hardly even hear your name anymore. Not that you deserve to still use it.
Please…
Not after you failed Zelda. Your name was the last word she spoke and you failed her.
No…
You did, there's no denying it. Your best friend was depending on you and you let her down.
Please just stop this…
Not until you listen to me. You're pathetic; not fit to be the goddess's hero. A submissive little boy who'd rather bow to his masters' every whim than help his own people.
I didn't…
You'd rather save your own life than help your friends…help Zelda.
I…
You know what I say is true. You could have died a hero's death, along with everyone you knew. Instead here you are: a demon's plaything, broken down and empty. No fight left in you.
Who are you?
Silly boy. Haven't you guessed?
A dark mist settled in front of the boy, two eyes glowing red from the darkness.
I'm everything you're not.