The Story Untold

Professor: Hello you lovely people! This is a theory that I wrote out into a story format based on The Legend of Zelda: Majora's Mask. An old friend helped me come up with this theory so I cannot take all the credit for it. I know that there are going to be loopholes and plot points I have forgotten, but keep in mind that this is just a story. Frankly, I really enjoy this theory.

So, I do not own the Legend of Zelda, please enjoy and then review!

It started a long time ago. No one who lives now was there to see it. Instead my story has been passed down by word of mouth until it became legend, a bedtime story...the facts distorted. And so, that is why I write this now. To tell you of my story.

...Mine and his…

….And it started a long time ago…

There were no civilizations in the old days. No life in the land. It was just us here in the Sacred Realm. Me, Din, Farore, Nayru, Hylia, Majora, and the others. We were gods, living in our realm. That was our life, and it was peaceful.

...Most of the time. Of course we had our problems. Nothing was perfect. Mostly, I blame Majora. If you look at everything that we went through, he was the instigator in some way. No one else ever believed me. That was normal too. Majora was my rival, we were made to balance each other out. Therefore it was natural for me to blame Majora when something happened.

But I knew better. Majora was ambitious. He had good intentions, he only wanted to better our lives, but his methods were twisted. He didn't think them through. His small plans always left him in more power than the rest of us, whether he would admit it or not. Since his plans never bore fruit though, it never upset the balance of our lives, no one thought anything of it. It was all just harmless pranks to them.

...But I knew differently. I knew Majora. He was getting more and more annoyed. He had another plan, I knew.

Then, it all changed. And for the first time, Majora had nothing to do with it.

This time it was Din, Farore, and Nayru. Theses were the three sisters, the most powerful of us all. They were our mothers as well, in a way. The three of them had created the rest of us. Who created them though, we didn't know. I don't think we ever would. They were secretive like that. Only telling us what we needed to know, and this time was no different.

They gathered us together and told us flat out that their time had come.

Allow me to pause the story for a moment and explain something. Us, as gods, are not immortal. Yes, age and disease do not affect us, we cannot be killed by weapons, but in no way are we immortal. Our lifespan is tied to our goal.

Each god was created for a single goal. Once that goal was fulfilled, we faded out of existence and became both the lifeforce and the magic of the Sacred Realm. It was our version of dying.

The thing was, while all of us longed to complete our goals, none of us knew what our goals were. We wouldn't know until it came time to complete them. It was confusing, yes, but if it didn't work this way than the entire timeline would go out of balance.

For one of us to have figured out our goal was both a happy and sad occasion.

The three of them said that they had figured out their goal.

They were creating a new land. Din would give it her power, Farore - her courage, and Nayru - her wisdom. They would create people for this land. Then they would leave it a parting gift, a creation called the Triforce. The three goddesses, they knew everything about this land already, we could tell. They knew the future and the history of this land.

...Oh I wish I had known as well…

Din, Farore, and Nayru told us two more things before they left to complete their goal. One, they were giving this land and its people to Hylia, to do with as she wished. They didn't say why.

Two, for the first time ever, they wouldn't be returning to the Sacred Realm as life force or magic. To leave their parting gift for the people of their land, the goddesses were going to become the Triforce. How, I don't know; why, I also didn't know.

And that was the last time I ever saw them. They left and fulfilled their goal. It was sad, but a part of our life.

Hylia took her job very seriously. We rarely saw her as she took care of this land and its people. We did make sure to watch over everything though.

Hylia grew to care for these people as if they were her children. She taught them many things, from cooking to writing to medicine. She also told them about us and our history. She told them that Din, Farore, and Nayru had created them and about the Triforce. Any question they had, she answered. Hylia held nothing back.

But, these people weren't like us. They weren't pure-hearted, they knew evil. They wanted power. Soon, wars started and factions were made. Hylia realized her mistake and attempted to fix it. We offered to help but she said no, that she didn't want to involve us in her mistake.

Sadly though, we did get involved, although it wasn't by choice. Majora and I, we got dragged into this battle.

It was a few years after the wars had started. Hylia figured out a way to fix everything and to fight the evil that had arisen in the land. I don't know all of the details, but I do know that it ended up with her creating a land in the sky for those who were peaceful and loving. It also meant that the other humans in this land were left to their own devices, but I will tell you about that in a moment.

The last precaution that I know of that Hylia took after moving the land and sealing away the evil, she told all of us about. It was when she came to say goodbye.

Hylia told us that she had realized her goal as well. Her destiny was tied to the land that Din, Farore, and Nayru had created. She, like them, wouldn't be returning to the Sacred Realm upon the completion of her goal. That was because her goal wouldn't ever be completed.

She was going to become a human for the rest of eternity, so that she could continue to battle this evil threat, whose name I didn't know. That was her task. To battle this evil over and over again for all eternity. She wouldn't do it alone. A hero's spirit would accompany her and fight this evil, but that was it. And with that, she left us and I lost my sister.

For a few years after we lost Hylia, nothing happened. Life was toned down in the Sacred Realm, even Majora was toned down lately. I suppose that was my first hint, but I was paying too much attention to watching over the land and looking for Hylia in her new form to see what was happening to Majora. I just missed my sister and wanted to see her again, although there was no such luck.

Anyway, at the time, I'm not quite sure that even Majora knew what was going on. It didn't take too long to figure it out though.

There were two warring tribes in the land below the clouds. They were at war for the same reason that people had always gone to war, power.

Each tribe was evenly matched however; they couldn't beat the other.

Knowing this, and having the knowledge that Hylia had given them, one Tribe found a way to gain the upper hand over the other.

They worked for months without anyone knowing. How they did it, I'm not sure I want to know. Through no good means I'm sure.

Soon though, they succeeded, and sealed our fate along with them.

Professor: And there is the end of chapter one! I'm going to update as soon as possible. I have the whole story written out, I just have to type it into the computer. My plan was to do a chapter a week, but I'm honestly far too excited to do that. I don't know how other authors stick to a writing schedule lol.