Crystal Tears
Chapter 1: Who Says a Prelude Can't Have a Prelude, Anyway?
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They say the twisted fragments of a decayed mind can be both petrifying and powerful. Perhaps this particular saying would make little sense if the mind in question hadn't once belonged to a fantastic sorcerer; a man who could command the elements, control the ebb and flow of time, manipulate human emotion, mold matter into both terrifying and awe inspiring creations... even summon forth the King of Evil with a mere incantation, a wave of his hand. Power like that does not tend to leave its weilder with a sense of fallibility; rather, it corrodes common sense, and manifests itself in the holder's brain much like alcohol dulls the mind of a common drunk. Those who find themselves in such positions hold little thought for precaution, and soon find themselves on a slippery slope, a quest for power, a never ending search for the ultimate source of ability.
Perhaps he had started on that road when he initially discovered his magical talents... more likely, it had begun when legends and Hylian tall tales had been relayed to him on one of his more ambitious quests -- the goal of which he could not recall. Brooding in a tavern, clothed in robes even back then, he had sat at a table, listening to stories of the Imprisoning War, the Hero who had saved the Hylians from the brink of destruction, and most importantly... the Seven Sages and their Seal. Full of the stupidity only youth can invite, he had dismissed such fantasies as the folklore of children and drunkards, with grounds in only the faintest of truths. He had continued on his menial quests, unaware that the precious artifacts of the Ancient Hylians he sought were nothing compared to the power those time-worn legends hinted at.
His travels won him many magical treasures... but eventually he would be drawn back to the same story, the same scenario, the same prospect. If this Evil King, the weilder of the Triforce of Power, sealed up so long ago could be revived... if the ultimate harbringer of destruction and chaos could be brought back into the world... better yet, if it could all be done by his hand...
Why, he'd no longer have to spend his days deciphering Hylian textbooks, searching the entire blasted land for his next boost of magical ability. No longer would he be constrained by his own weaknesses... he'd no longer be an anonymous wizard traversing the whole of Hyrule in search of its secrets.
They would call him Aghanim the Great... he would see to it.
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(A/N):
Hello, and thank you for lending me your time. As you can see, this story will detail my take on the events leading up to "A Link to the Past." Perhaps, if anyone would like, I will continue the story into the events of the actual game, but as of right now I'm not particularly planning on it. The precursor to the game is actually quite interesting, taking off of events that were later revealed in Ocarina of Time, but a surprising number of people never bothered to learn the story behind it. I plan on embellishing it quite a lot, and please don't be bothered by my sometimes strange creative license. I'm really just using this as a warm up to embark on a completely original work...
I'm not a reviews whore, but if you want to drop some when the story progresses a bit I'd be grateful to know someone was reading this thing. ^_^
Chapter 1: Who Says a Prelude Can't Have a Prelude, Anyway?
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They say the twisted fragments of a decayed mind can be both petrifying and powerful. Perhaps this particular saying would make little sense if the mind in question hadn't once belonged to a fantastic sorcerer; a man who could command the elements, control the ebb and flow of time, manipulate human emotion, mold matter into both terrifying and awe inspiring creations... even summon forth the King of Evil with a mere incantation, a wave of his hand. Power like that does not tend to leave its weilder with a sense of fallibility; rather, it corrodes common sense, and manifests itself in the holder's brain much like alcohol dulls the mind of a common drunk. Those who find themselves in such positions hold little thought for precaution, and soon find themselves on a slippery slope, a quest for power, a never ending search for the ultimate source of ability.
Perhaps he had started on that road when he initially discovered his magical talents... more likely, it had begun when legends and Hylian tall tales had been relayed to him on one of his more ambitious quests -- the goal of which he could not recall. Brooding in a tavern, clothed in robes even back then, he had sat at a table, listening to stories of the Imprisoning War, the Hero who had saved the Hylians from the brink of destruction, and most importantly... the Seven Sages and their Seal. Full of the stupidity only youth can invite, he had dismissed such fantasies as the folklore of children and drunkards, with grounds in only the faintest of truths. He had continued on his menial quests, unaware that the precious artifacts of the Ancient Hylians he sought were nothing compared to the power those time-worn legends hinted at.
His travels won him many magical treasures... but eventually he would be drawn back to the same story, the same scenario, the same prospect. If this Evil King, the weilder of the Triforce of Power, sealed up so long ago could be revived... if the ultimate harbringer of destruction and chaos could be brought back into the world... better yet, if it could all be done by his hand...
Why, he'd no longer have to spend his days deciphering Hylian textbooks, searching the entire blasted land for his next boost of magical ability. No longer would he be constrained by his own weaknesses... he'd no longer be an anonymous wizard traversing the whole of Hyrule in search of its secrets.
They would call him Aghanim the Great... he would see to it.
---
(A/N):
Hello, and thank you for lending me your time. As you can see, this story will detail my take on the events leading up to "A Link to the Past." Perhaps, if anyone would like, I will continue the story into the events of the actual game, but as of right now I'm not particularly planning on it. The precursor to the game is actually quite interesting, taking off of events that were later revealed in Ocarina of Time, but a surprising number of people never bothered to learn the story behind it. I plan on embellishing it quite a lot, and please don't be bothered by my sometimes strange creative license. I'm really just using this as a warm up to embark on a completely original work...
I'm not a reviews whore, but if you want to drop some when the story progresses a bit I'd be grateful to know someone was reading this thing. ^_^