Link POV
How had this all happened?
When did it start?
What am I supposed to do about it?
I direct my questions to the sky, where the supposed 3 goddesses have found a home in. As usual, I receive no answer. The sky mocks me with it's a brilliant shade of blue and few innocent looking clouds. Even as I stand here, I imagine what it's like in Termina right now. The sky couldn't possibly be as forgiving as it is now compared to where it is there. Today was the first day of the rest of everyone's life. The royal family had done the unspeakable; no one had foreseen it coming. As I listen now, I can hear the screams and cries of agony of the slaughtered, carried by Farore's wind, the casualties of an unexpected assault. As I stand upon Windfall Mountain, I can only be haunted by my memories of what this place once was. Upon the cliff I sit at is a stone, long forgotten and unpolished for years, no one could possibly read it as it is now. Even while I know he isn't there, I see the strangely dressed man, dancing as he tries to change day to night to no avail. These are the ruins of a once great town; I remember everything about it from childhood. Few find the great hikes up these mountains not worth being reminded about the past. Instead, people have become too infatuated with the present to care about what once was. I never would have that that I'd be the only one to be drawn to these islands, or mountains as they are now. The temperature had risen as if Din herself had turned on the heavenly heater. The impossible had happened; the oceans seem to have devoured themselves. With the promise of land and undiscovered riches within the ruins of the past, people had abandoned their homes on these humble little islands, intent on becoming a greater civilization.
What happened to Hyrule was nothing compared to what happened to the islands that the ghost ship once haunted. They finally discovered what their land was called before the flood. The Terminians were proud and happy to belong to a nation again. Hyrule and Termina had bonded, becoming the best of allies. It was nice to visit the friends I had thought I had lost before, pay gratitude to the Ocean King for watching over me, and recall the past. But the drought was unforgiving. Never before had the people even thought of salvaging water, there was always plenty around. Termina needed water desperately, and they set their eyes on what remained of the great ocean, Lake Hylia. Hyrule was not about to let foreigners abuse its great lake. Things had only gone downhill from there. It had started with negotiation attempts, which became harsher, more desperate. Then there were threats. Yet still, Hyrule had made the first move. They had invaded, killed, murdered. Termina no longer respected Hyrule, respected me, for ridding it of the ghost ship. I would never be able to see the Ocean King like this again. I had debated it with Tetra afterword, but she wasn't willing to share anything with me.
It left me where I am now, I had come to Windfall Mountain seeking time where I could be alone and meditative. I may have been skilled enough to defeat the king of darkness, yet I couldn't possibly kill Terminians, for no matter what they did, they were people I knew. They were still my friends. But Hyrule was my family. I am one of the greatest warriors that Hyrule and Termina have ever known, so I'll be forced to fight in this war. Should I choose to fight for my friends, who are in the right, or my home, which I'm having moral dilemmas about?
I only know one thing, I hope Din's Fire burns me to ashes before I have to choose.