Hey there all! Liev Ragnarok here with an exciting new story!

A Legend of Zelda!

I have an interesting plotline for this, so I hope it intrigues you to read and support it!

Now rated T due to Chapter 5.

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A long, long time ago, there existed a man of great heroism. The man fought off an evil that plagued the land, and saved its people from great destruction. He was praised as a mighty figure being called a hero. With the destruction of the great evil, he granted the land with many years of peace. His story was told over many times to children and adults alike until it eventually became a legend.

Peace, of course, is never maintained forever… Or is it?

One day, a strange, old man was found in the wastelands outside of the land's province. He was very frail and at the brink of dying. The Hero discovered this old man and quickly took him back home with him and took care of him, but unknown to the Hero an odd trinket amongst the man's belongings held an unyielding power of malevolence.

Without warning, the trinket burst into a dangerous dark shadow and overtook the hero. Being that the hero was of light the dark shadow could not corrupt him nor kill him. Terrified of this power, the dark shadow left the hero. It fled into the sky where the hero could not chase it.

Confused on to what had happened, the hero questioned the old man. The old man answered weakly:

"I am sorry…. I have brought a terrible evil to your land. I knew of what happened to me, but yet I was still under the creature's mesmerizing powers. He brought me here to take this land as his own."

Afraid of the old man's words, the Hero rushed back to the people and found the dark shadow covering the city. Unrelenting in his courage, the hero dashed into the darkness to save the people.

Upon entry, the Hero was astonished at what he saw.

There seemed to be no problems, darkness, or destruction in the city. It looked completely normal and the people were bustling about as if their life was at peace. The hero was startled and begun to wonder if he was merely within a bad dream.

That, however, changed the moment he tried to come in contact with someone.

The person seemed to ignore his existence and didn't even flinch or budge at the Hero's touch. Troubled, the Hero ran through the streets and headed for the castle to speak with the King. Unfortunately, even when he came to the castle no one seemed to notice him.

The Hero began to panic and made his way as best as he could to the throne room. He found the King there talking joyfully to his children. The scene made the Hero relax and he approached to consult with the King.

Neither the King nor his children responded.

The Hero could not tell if this was a bad dream, or if the dark shadow he had seen encompassing the city was the cause.

"You do not exist." The Hero turned around at hearing a strange, deep voice behind him.

Nothing was there.

"You will never exist within my world." This time the voice came from in front of him making him turn back around.

Again, nothing was there. He drew his sword becoming tense.

The Hero shouted out for the voice to show itself, but there was no reply to his request.

"Who are you?" The Hero asked and this time shadows formed in front of him. It didn't form into an ideal shape, but it was definitely the shape of a man.

"I am the Mesmerizer. You will leave and never return. If you do, these people will die. This land and its people are mine now."

Gripping his sword, the Hero slashed down the shadows in front of him, but blinked in surprise at their disappearance. He searched around greatly, but could not see or feel the evil again.

Suddenly, his body was wrapped around by shadows. He tried to fight back, but to no avail. Darkness swarmed over him until he could not see anything. He knew he had not lost conscious, but he couldn't move nor had his sight returned. He knew not how long time had past, but eventually he could see the light.

Without warning, though, he was dropped from the sky and fell into the river near the city. The Hero gulped for air and raced to the surface. He pulled himself out of the river and looked back towards the city. Darkness still covered it like an unrelenting storm. Unsure what to do now, the Hero traveled back to his home.

There, he still found the frail old man within his bed. Wanting to know more, the Hero questioned him again.

"The Mesmerizer is a great evil that, by his name, mesmerizes great amounts of people to his liking so he can control their lives. He has no desire to hurt the people, but merely to use them as puppets for his selfish pleasure. He only sees them as toys for him to play with. Yet, in the land I came from he was vanquished by three great goddesses that were only able to imprison him within a trinket as it was impossible to destroy him as he was of the darkness itself.

"Unbeknownst to the goddesses, though, he was gaining power within the trinket, and eventually he came to me. I had the will to not be completely overtaken by his power, but he still took over my mind. Knowing the goddesses might strike him again, he left to find a land that was not protected by godly things, but one that was protected merely by its own people.

"Thus, he found this land and knew of your deeds. He led me into the wastelands where you would inevitably find me and take me to your home. Once safely arriving, he would kill you and take the land. Fortunately, you seem to possess a strong light similar to the goddesses preventing him from doing you harm.

"Although, there is nothing you can do. I have seen his memories and have come to know the evil that once ruled your land. He is much stronger than that evil and you will never be able to defeat him as you are now."

The Hero was astounded at the tale of this man, but shook his head knowing he wouldn't give up and that he needed to save his people. The old man took the Hero's hand and shook his head.

"I am sorry to say this, but you are powerless. If you do not wish to see your people harmed… the only thing you can do is leave. As I have said, no harm will come to them. He is afraid of your power, but knows you cannot do anything against him as you are now. You must one day return with a greater power to defeat him."

Knowing but not fully accepting that the old man was right, the Hero left. He and the old man travelled far away to seek a power that could destroy the Mesmerizer. The Hero left heartbroken from the land that had yield him as a Legend, but now knew not of such an existence.

Without hope, the Hero vanished from the land never seeming to return.

The Mesmerizer kept his word. He never harmed the people, yet never freed them from his grasp. His power grew enormous until one day it encompassed more than just the land's province, but even beyond. Eventually, the Mesmerizer fell into a deep sleep, yet his powers remained intact over the land.

Even with the Mesmerizer no longer at play, all within the Mesmerizer's power remained forever in a land of phantasm peace.

What became of that Hero? Hundreds of years past and no knowledge of the Hero ever appeared again.

With a land under control with no indication needing of rescue, who would know to save it?

That, our friends, is where the story begins…

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What do you think? It's a little rough, but the idea has been with me for awhile. If you have any comments about it, please let me know!