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In that world, some ten million years ago, that creature lived alone…

A four-legged giant monster with beautiful, heavy armoured draconic body covered with colour-shaded long fur, big fanged mouth and one powerful brain, lived all alone in a sole ruined huge temple with no trace of life surrounding it.

One day, he caught the scent of a creature from beyond with it's developed nose.

As he turned, he spotted a dark, distanced figure on the entrance of his dry, sun-bathed turf, the monster sneered "How many years has it been since I've seen a human…?"

Then he fixed his gaze on this stranger, it was a young man, he wore a long white feather on his nape that waved as the wind blew, as well as his long hair. This young man was also wearing one dark robe, covering his main outfit, consisting in a light tunic, rough-cloth pants for travelling and heavy leather boots, he also had some light, tight leather armour on his arms and was carrying a heavy-looking sac on his right shoulder.

The man humbly walked some few steps and sat on the first rugged rock he found, the beast walked towards the stranger, showing his intimidating appearance and big claws to him.

"Is this your land? Please, let me rest here for a little while" The young stranger spoke in submission without making eye contact with the monster in front of him.

"It's been a long time since I have seen a human. Why did you come here?" The monster asked the stranger as they got eye contact.

Then, the beast said "No… I know even without you telling me" while looking into the guy's dark eyes.

"You came to snatch away my armour… in order to get your 'Wishes' granted?".

"So you believe that stupid legend" the monster sneered.

Then, the guy replied innocently "Oh, I am just a traveller… and… what Legend?".

"HmphDon't lie!" the beast growled.

The man replied nervously "I'm not lying" looking into the monster's colour-shaded eyes.

"Tell me, please" the man asked.

"The legend was created by the humans themselves" the monster started.

"…The Humans?" the man asked in surprise before turning his head around in curiosity.

The beast growled "It says that if you obtain my armour… you would gain a great and terrible power".

Then he continued "What seemed like mountains of humans came here" gazing at the hollow plains beyond the frames of his turf.

"Sword-wielding, boastful adventurers… ambitious soldiers…"

"Men and women… and some just looking for friendship".

Then he returned his gaze to eye the stranger and whispered "None of them are left".

"I devoured every last one of them!" he growled loud again.

"Their bodies filled with their desires… I devoured them one after another as they stabbed me with their swords"

The man went even more nervous and said "Brr, what a scary story" as he held his chin with his hand.

He whispered "It gives me the shivers".

The beast laughed out loud and smiled "Now, go ahead! Tell me your wishes and I´ll grant them!"

The young man recovered his cool and stated "I have no wishes".

The beast then got eye contact and roared "NONE?!"

He continued in a same manner "Then why do you hide that thick armour under your mantle!? I can see it… You are a warrior".

"If you have no wishes… then why did you come here?" he growled again.

The guy still had his cool with him when he explained "Actually, I had heard that there was a frightening man-eating monster here".

The beast then inquired "And you came to slay me?"

"No, that's a lie" The guy answered.

"I heard there was a monster here that called himself a man-eater, and I wondered how much time he had spent here all alone..?" he repeated himself.

Then he continued "In truth, I was drawn to this land by a strange force… To a strange world that was not moving, but not dead either… but had not necessarily stopped…"

Then the monster smiled "Oh? How do you know all that? You're quite knowledgeable".

Then the guy responded "Not able to vanish in this world, but not able to live, either".

"Have you been in this frozen world ever since you were left here by the cosmos? To remain?".

"A thousand years? Ten thousand years? FOREVER how harsh…" the guy sighed.

The comments struck the beast's heart and cried "So, is that how you see me?!".

"I am a fierce, evil man-eater!" he cried out as he bowed in sadness.

The young stranger then rubbed gently the beast's snout and said "There's no one left to eat".

Then the beast reluctantly regained his posture away from the guy's rub and turned away with an eye on him.

"Then traveller, why have I not left this place?" the beast asked.

Then he turned to face the young man and told him "Bound by the land, bound by time… for thousands of years…"

The man replied "Weird, I've never thought of it before… I wonder why?".

Then the beast cried "I'm tired of being alone! I want to rest soon!".

The man asked the suffering beast "Really? You do?"

Suddenly, the monster's eyes became blank and began squirming his massive body from inner pain.

The beast lost balance and fell on his knees and cried "The desires of all the people I've eaten up until now… are forming a whirlpool inside me!"

Then, after the lapsus being snapped off, he cried "My first 'Wish' has been formed!"

"My time… Make my time MOVE!" he roared.

Then, the man stood up and untied his sac, and after leaving the cloth slide away from the loan, it turned to be one big wooden, well decorated drum and gracefully put it on the ground again.

"This is your only given stage!" The guy shouted with his arms wide open as a dramatic wind started blowing around them.

"The rhythm… DANCE!" the man finished up before starting playing the drum into a musical, spiritful frenzy of taps and bongs.

Then the hairy, armoured monster began moving his limbs and body to the rhythm as the air began shaking and times was being born.

And there, for three days and three nights , the monster danced and kept dancing.

On the morning of the fourth day, at the same moment his breathing ceased and his immense size crashed into the floor in heavy weariness, the world crumbled.

And in the end, all that remained after these days of agony was but his armour.

Then the young man was produced from the shadow emptiness and walked the hollow room towards the rugged, spiky big armour the monster left behind.

"Finally, you had your time move for yourself" He whispered at the lumped piece of steel on the ground as he plucked the feather from his nape.

He shook the feather wildly and it magically turned into a feather-looking beautiful dagger, which he used to sweep the armour with one blow and tear a particular piece apart from it and began carving it dexterously. After some time, the result was a heart-shaped, colourful mask with two spooky piercing yellow eyes with green pupils.

"Your power has been firmly sealed into this mask… Your power will no longer be a menace" The guy whispered to the frightening creation of his in his hands.

"I hope you will sleep for ever…" The young man said before throwing the mask to the hollow penumbra and kept his eye on the falling mask until it got lost in the eternal darkness.

That's how the Legend has it about the origins of Majora's Mask. An artefact that, in ancient times, was worshiped by an ancient tribe who used it in rituals involving the casting of hexes and curses until, according to this legend, the troubles caused by the Mask were so great that the ancient ones, fearing catastrophe, sealed It in shadow forever, preventing its misuse

…Belief or disbelief rests with you…

In current times, four years after the moon's catastrophe, Clock Town has been doing just fine enough, and now that the Eve of the Carnival of Time has passed by, the Town is cooling the rhythm again, being the mentioned festival a mask-wielding party that lasts for three frenzy days and nights just once a year.

Clock Town is one nice, energetic village, named after their landmark -- Clock Tower, a monumental symbol of the very importance of Time and Space and their majestic balance and continuum, and also the main ground for the Carnival of Time.

The town lies in the centre province in the Termina Region, and albeit the city is one, it is actually part in four different hemispheres, each corresponding to a cardinal point, causing the town's shape look like a north-orientated, well-lined cross.

Each of the cardinal sectors of the town has it's distinctive big gate lying on their edges, each of which are positioned to face – from a safe distance – the other four different and distinct provinces:

Lying on the upper cardinal position, there's Snowhead, province of the Northern Mountain Range and home of the Goron race.

Woodfall rests on the contrary point, and grounds the province of the Southern Swamp -- home of the Deku race.

Far on the left cardinal point, Great Bay is, it is the tiny seashore town and province of the Western Ocean; home of the Zora race.

Finally, Ikana comes in the opposite cardinal point; it is the province of the Eastern Canyon, where the regretful, restless spirits and dead still linger in this land; those who do not fear the dead kept on their residences in this dry, lonely place.

But it is currently late in the dark night, and since there's little to no active people in the Town after the Clock Tower hits 12 O' Clock at night, everyone's daily activities and schedules will take the first step forward again tomorrow… more accurately, when the Clock Tower's bellworks hit 6 O' Clock in the morning… the dawn of a special individual's day will come in at sunrise.