As twilight fell, casting deep shadows along the land, the moon began peeking above the horizon, and two worlds intersected. This moment, when two become one, was unnoticed, however, by the figure that ran across a field. This figure, the figure of a Servant, clutched a carved piece of wood close to his chest, where it would not be seen. And this Servant hoped that at the end of this night, he would be a Servant no longer.

This Servant had served. This Servant had served the same Master. This Master had been served by this Servant for hundreds of years. And they had shared their knowledge. Both had become quite wise. But there were few things that the Servant had not told the Master. These things, despite being few and far between and seemingly insignificant, were enough when put together to bring the Master to his knees. Or so the Servant hoped.

So the Servant made his way across the land to his Master.

Upon approaching, the Servant heard his Master's voice call to him.

"You have returned. What have you brought?" the Master asked.

"I brought knowledge, as always," the Servant replied, "and I have accomplished your task."

"Good," the Master replied.

"But if you would let me," the Servant pleaded, "I would clean myself before sharing with you. My journey has been long."

The Master nodded and the servant went his own way again, to where his bed was. He moved his bed and descended into the secret passage he had made under it. It was small, and he had to duck to stand, but after a few paces, the Servant came to the end, where he had hid his pack. This was what he would bring with him when he left his Master. This was the thing that made him smile. This contained every piece of knowledge he had hidden from his Master.

This held his Masks.

A large, unnerving smile settled onto the Servant's face as he pulled the pack onto his back and clutched his most recent Mask close to his chest. He was happy…oh, so happy. Today was the day he left his Master.

The Servant returned to the Master, who immediately noticed the pack.

"What is this?" the Master asked, a small suspicion in his eyes.

"This is a gift," the Servant replied, ever-present smile seeming to only grow.

"A gift?" the Master asked. His suspicion seemed to grow. It was difficult to hide things from him, the Servant mused, so it made his smile grow further to think he had accomplished exactly that.

"Yes," the Servant answered, "to thank you for the eternity you have given me."

One other thing the Servant had done was prepare a ritual. And now, he held out his most recent Mask, the one that was blank, yet carved to fit his Master's face.

The Master took the Mask and looked at it. He opened his mouth to speak, but was unable, as the Servant began playing a song.

And a moment later, the Mask, engraved with the Master's likeness, fell to the ground. The Master was nowhere to be seen.

The smile on the Servant's face grew wider and he picked up the last Mask. He doubted if he would ever stop smiling after this moment. This freeing moment. He had his knowledge, he had his Masks, and he was free. He could continue to travel the world on his own time and was no longer burdened with returning to give the Master what he had learned. He could become whatever.

He had always fancied being a salesman.

And he had so many Masks. Why not sell some?

The thought made him so happy.

So, pack on his back and Mask in hand, the Happy Mask Salesman began his journey, collecting and selling Masks.

So, part 2 was shorter than I expected…oh, well. I can come back and make it longer if I need to.

I hope I blew your mind.

If I get enough requests, I'll put a third part on this (but it will be just as short as this part) having to do a little bit with Link in OOT and MM, just to tie up loose ends. But I think you can use your imagination. If you want to see that, though, just let me know. I'll add it.

If you want a bit of explanation, here's the theory explained: I believe that the HMS was the one who sealed the Fierce Deity into a mask.

…that's about all there is to it…

…and it took two chapters to explain…

Whatever. I had fun writing this. That's the important thing, right?

So, yeah, leave me your thoughts and let me know what you think. I'm totally willing to discuss Zelda theories with you if you want, too! I'm a HUGE Zelda theorist, so I'm open to anything!

Until next time!

~Maya

P.S. I had macaroni mixed with chopped up hamburger meat for supper tonight. I've never had that before. It was really good. Have any of you had that?