I am astonished. Do you know why? Cuz I got like, SEVENTEEN reviews for chapter ten, and that scored the hundred review mark. Seriously? ONE HUNDRED? I was hoping for the mark to be hit in this chapter, but no, you made it come early.
I love you!
So yeah, I thought I might put this up early, just to show how grateful I am. It is a shame, however, that this is a very depressing chapter for Link, because it involves self-bashing, a memory, mask-making, and Sheik is very, very confused.
Poor Link.
You know, one person commented that I'm kinda like the Fierce Deity, sadism wise.
I totally agree.
I hope you enjoy!
11
- Resignation
Link was reminded of the temples as they entered. They'd always had a grand space available as soon as one entered, with doors springing everywhere to confuse you.
Link made sure no monsters were around, whether there were any locked doors in sight. Thankfully there weren't, but if there had been... he didn't want to think about it.
Then he looked at the opposite wall, and his stomach plummeted. It seemed his sordid past was determined to chase him everywhere, because there was a giant mosaic dedicated to the Fierce Deity and his smirking countenance. So, Link thought it would be safe to assume that the Sheikah had been aware of the god that had given them their gift, and had made sure to thank him once in a while, if the bowls of oil and ashes of incense attested to anything.
The Hylian found a bare wall, unclipped his sword and shield, plonked himself down against the wall, and prepared to have a nap. "You guys go ahead. I'll keep watch."
"What?" Jim irritably scoffed, "You're not going to help?"
"Not much point." Link shrugged as he made himself comfortable, "I can't read."
The others turned on him with looks of horror. Link shrugged it off; he was used to it. "I was never educated. Why do you think I became a mercenary of all things?"
"But sir," Bondlo protested, "A mere mercenary cannot compare to-"
"Can you not," Link interrupted him wearily, rubbing his eyes, "Mention my past exploits? I'm not overly proud of what I did here."
"But sir-"
"Professor Bondlo, do me a favour, please help these kids out while I take a rest. I... I need a break." Link glanced at Sheik, who still wouldn't meet his gaze. "I'm sorry."
"...As you wish, Master Link," Bondlo nodded, and the redead began to lead the 'historical expedition' away from the mask-maker, who was already nodding off. He hadn't caught the title, too intent on getting away from reality. He almost expected the past to emerge in his sleep, mask or no, and he wasn't disappointed.
-,-'-,-'-,-
Link just left the Water Temple, planning never to swim for the rest of his life. He noticed Sheik gazing at the filling lake, and his eyes inevitably drifted to the figure's rear end. He blushed, hoping Nazi didn't notice, or Sheik for that matter, since he had the feeling that this was Stingy, and not his Sheik. But he supposed that since both were identical he could pretend...
No. He was getting off the point. He shouldn't be looking at either of their butts, period.
Sheik turned and crossed his arms, and Link disappointedly assumed that this was Stingy.
"Well done, Hero," he intoned, proving Link to be correct, "The beauty of the Lake has been restored, all thanks to you. All of Hyrule owes you their thanks. It w-won't be long before the Zora's caverns will melt and, the, people will live peacefully once more. You... you've really done a... wonderful s-service..."
Link concernedly cocked his head to the side as Stingy held his head against his palms, looking as if he was having an intense internal conflict. He swayed on his feet, grunted a few times, and then began to shiver as he bent forwards in what looked suspiciously like pain. The Hylian was seriously beginning to question the Sheikah's health when he popped up again, pointed a finger at Link, and laughed. "I had you there!"
Link gave a sigh of relief and then remembered to be disgruntled. "That was evil, Sheik."
"You really thought I was Stingy! Look at you, all nervous and uptight because of him." She held her stomach and doubled over once more, but from laughing instead of fake pain.
"Aha!" Link lunged forward and tackled her.
"Hey!" Sheik barely manoeuvred away from a watery doom, and Link grinned and lunged again, determined to get the Sheikah just as soaked as he was. Besides, he'd grab any excuse to have her nearby, to hold her and hug her and...
She threw him over her shoulder and the air whumped out of his lungs. Link groaned as Navi flashed before his eyes. "Ow."
"That's what you get for trying to make me wet!" Sheik huffed but kneeled quickly by his side, brushing his fringe aside. "I didn't hurt you worse than you already are, did I? And why are you laughing?"
Link chuckled a little more, kind of like a 'pause for effect', before saying, "You rhymed."
"...Eh?"
"You rhymed. Get and wet."
Sheik doubtfully looked at Navi and asked, "Did I?"
Link surged upwards and grabbed her by the arms and rolled, laughing triumphantly as he pinned her against the ground with his body. She flushed deep red. "Got you!"
She wriggled under him and he grew warm in places that'd never struck him as good places to be warm in. But he kinda liked it... "You cheated!"
"Yeah... well..." blushing, he cleared his throat and grinned. "I do that all the time to win against monsters."
"Oh, what, so I'm a monster now?"
"No! No, no way. I just," he banished the new deep-seated fear of her finding out about his blood-lust and sighed. "I'm kinda used to winning."
Sheik seemed to pout. "Well so am I."
Link smirked and leaned down, pressing his weight down on her completely, "Is that so?"
"U-um." She tried shifting her body again but thought against it, looking away coyly as his face loomed closer. "Link."
He looked around, as if Stingy would be nearby stalking on them, before brushing his lips against her ear (she shuddered and that spiked his heartbeat), and whispered, "Can I look at your face? Please?"
She took a deep breath and chuckled. "Nope."
Link pulled away, mock-scowling. "Really?"
"Yep."
"Hmm..." Link pretended to think about it before looming close again, puffing into her face. She made a disgusted expression and coughed.
"Eeeewww... Link, I can still smell your breath through this scarf, you know. You've been eating tektites, that is so gross. So gross."
Link grinned and puffed into her face again, and her veiling fringe shifted. Sheik realised what he was doing. "Link! Don't! That's... That's not fair!"
Link fully blew at her hair and lifted it away. Sheik was a split second late in closing her eyes, however, and Link got a glimpse of her hidden right eye, and he doubted what he saw.
There was a nervous pause, until Navi broke it with a cheerful, "Ooh, a freckle! It's huge!"
Sheik threw him off with a colossal burst of power and she scrambled away, frantically pulling her fringe over her eye. "God, Link! That's just... I told you I have to keep secrets!"
"It's one freckle," Link grouched, pouting, "And it's not that huge."
"Well, it's... it's an embarrassing freckle." Sheik grouched right back, crossing her arms and uneasily looking away. "I don't like freckles."
Link sniggered. "Freckle."
"Shut up! Navi tell him!"
The blue fairy was happy to oblige. "Yeah, Link, shut up!"
"You're still pretty," Link said, and immediately clamped his mouth shut.
Sheik blinked at him owlishly. "You... think I'm pretty?"
"For a girl," Link blurted, "I mean, you're pretty for a girl who dressed up as a guy all the time. U-um..."
Sheik irritably pointed an accusing finger at him. "You still weren't supposed to look."
"Aw, come on, Sheik, it's just your face-"
"Nuh-uh! Uh-uh! You have to stand over there now, and I'm going Stingy on you."
Link gave a dramatic sigh, rolled his eyes, and stood where he was told to. Sheik stood with her hands on her hips and lifted her head smugly. "Watch this, Fairy boy."
She crossed her arms and it was like she was a different person, just the way she held herself made her look like and seem like Stingy, and Link was almost cowed by 'his' presence.
"When the sun sets or rises," the Sheikah instructed, tilting his head towards the only stone marker on the island, "Follow what's written there and you will gain a useful weapon. I hope when we meet again it will be in better circumstances. I bid you farewell."
She threw the dekunut harshly onto the grass and disappeared. Link looked around, and she wasn't on the bridge, nor on the shore. "You've got to be kidding me."
There was a creak above and Link looked up at the topmost branch of the dead tree and watched her dive like a swan, falling into the water without hardly a splash, the blue of her suit blending her into the lake faster than he could follow.
His unease resurfaced as he watched the lake. "Navi, did you see her other eye?"
Navi nodded and Link bit his lip. He really had seen something he shouldn't have...
Link woke from his sleep, grabbed his sword and unsheathed it halfway before realising who exactly he was threatening. Link sighed, put his sword away and closed his eyes again. "What do you want, Sheik?"
The girl was crouched before him, looking uncomfortable. "Bondlo thought that we might need your help to get through a door."
Link didn't open his eyes again. "You'll do fine without me."
"The Mask of Truth doesn't work."
He nudged his sack full of masks. "Then take my bag."
"Bondlo insisted that there might be monsters behind that door."
"There weren't any here, there won't be any there."
"The writing on the wall said, quite clearly, that there'll be a guardian inside."
Link finally opened an eye, sceptically. "And you tried to open the door anyway."
Sheik shrugged. "There were weapons on the wall and we picked one out."
"Gods," Link muttered, finally hoisting himself up, "Is it that easy to forget that weapons are dangerous? If Jim carries on like this I'm going to give him a talking to."
She looked at him with a troubled expression, which Link stared at till she spoke. "You're... you're not mean to him because of... me, are you?"
"I'm 'mean' to him because he annoys me." Link told her irritably, picking up his bag of masks before he gestured to her to lead the way, "It has nothing to do with you looking like my old friend."
Which was a lie, of course.
The girl hesitantly walked by his side, still looking a little nervous but defiant. "Well, you don't need to give him a talking to. It was my idea to fight whatever was inside."
He nearly stopped because he was so incredulous. He processed her words, considering how sensible she usually was... "You can fight?"
She glared at him. "You think a girl can't fight?"
"No, I think a child can't fight." This was really rich of him, considering he'd fought Ganon when he was her age, "Have you been taking lessons since you were a kid or something?"
"I have a talent for it."
Maybe she saw the pain on his face, because she blushed and wouldn't meet his gaze. They approached the door that led to the others but before they reached it Sheik said, "Wait."
Link did so, warily. "What is it."
"About what happened, before."
He sighed. "I won't tell anyone, I cross my heart, etcetera. Anything else?"
She glared at him heatedly, finally meeting his gaze. "I just... I want to know more about... this person I remind you of."
Link actually backed away from her, doubt written all over his face. "Why?"
"You just... If she meant so much to you... I just..." She looked away shyly at the intensity of his gaze. "What happened?"
Oh, the things he could say. Time was rewritten, her soul returned to her three-year old body, and she's you, now. Yeah, like that was going to go down well.
Link laughed mirthlessly, turning his back on her. "She died."
-,-'-,-'-,-
Link fitted the Fierce Deity's mask on the indent and waited for three seconds, sword drawn and shield equipped. He shrugged when nothing happened. "Well, that's that. I don't have any other mask that might open this for you."
This was a lie. He had the Garo mask, the Gibdo mask, and the Captain's hat, though he doubted the latter-most would do any good. He also didn't want to think of the things that might be unleashed because of the first two masks mentioned, and he wasn't going to put his companions in danger.
"I'll think of something later for you," he said, sheathing his blade, "I'm going to go back and make Igos his mask. You guys keep looking, see if there's anything on techniques and stuff."
He looked at Sheik, and noticed how Jim was looking at them both suspiciously before turning his attention to the redead. "Professor Bondlo, I'm sorry to leave this to you, but,"
"It's no problem, Master Link, it's an honour, truly an honour."
Link wore a grin and extended his hand for the corpse to shake. "Don't die of elation on us just yet, Professor."
The redead was still but laughter echoed from the mouth-piece as they shook hands, very briefly. "Why would I? There's so much to see and learn!"
"Awesome. See you guys later," Link left without looking back, waving without turning to meet their gaze. He couldn't. He just... couldn't. He couldn't stand being in the same room as her anymore, it hurt too much, the past that only he knew got in the way too often, and now he felt all the more alone, and he hated himself for feeling so melodramatic over a girl he hardly knew anymore.
-,-'-,-'-,-
Link scrubbed the Mask of remembrance till his hands felt raw and the porcelain surface was smooth. Frustration and resentment and humiliation fuelled his every move, and he hated it, hated it so much all he could do was take it out on the mask, fuelling its magic in ways that he would've objected in his right mind.
He sat in the middle of a simple transmutation circle, symbols of life, death, regret and satisfaction etched on the four points of the compass, and the shards of the soaking mirrors reflected the sunlight of the day, dotting the line of fairy chalk, as the real moon beat down the world with silver.
The ring within the light and fairy magic, the one that surrounded Link, was a ring full of death and gore. He'd ransacked the place for useless weapons, which he'd smashed into fragments, and they gleamed in the sun-and-moon light. The flesh, blood and feathers of a single guay littered the gleaming fragments like blots of disease, and he'd hunted out every single cursed bubble in the castle, and he'd smashed them to pieces too, and they keened even now, eye sockets gaping, jaws wide open, black wings twitching in their pale-coloured fires. Flowers dotted the pile of living bones, withering visibly fast, as they sustained the 'life' of the bubbles.
Scrubbing over, Link calmed himself long enough to clear his mind, and he reached for the pot of ink he'd made in advance, a mixture of oil, ground coal, and ashes of the bones of the guay, pulling out the brush from it and, gently, carefully, painted empty eyes onto the porcelain surface. That done, he picked up the brimstone bowl full of ground skin, bone, hair, fingernails, and cloth of many a redead, gibdo and stalfos in the palace. He'd donated some of his own blood, an echo of life among the myriad of the dead. He mixed the gloop, added a drop of his Cyprus sap, a dash of sunflower oil, and a dusting of poppy's pollen, mixed it again, and began to paint in the ridiculously large third eye.
He didn't make it vertical, or reptilian this time. He made it the same as the others, maybe a little sadder, half-lidded, and more than one iris surrounding a small pupil. Then he got his finest ink pen and dipped it into the mixture, opening his book of symbols with one hand, flicking through the pages he'd marked before, life, death, regret, satisfaction, memory, awakening, pursuit, reason, many more, and then he jotted them down in the irises, greying them in a similar manner to cross-hatching.
It was true that he couldn't read. Navi and Tatl had read sign posts for him in his quests, and the Mask-maker previously had tried and failed to teach Link his letters whilst instructing him on making Magic/Soul masks. He knew his numbers well enough, so he couldn't be cheated of his pay, but that was as far as his written education went. The things he knew he knew by ear or by sight, and the way he knew the symbols for his Masks was through the pictures he'd jotted into the corners of the pages while he was still learning the art. Expressions represented things like happiness and anger, a butterfly meant (as far as he was concerned) contentment, lightning for destruction, sword for battle, things like that.
Not being able to read would have been a disadvantage if he'd lived a normal life, but Link hadn't, so he didn't feel too regretful about that. No, his biggest regret...
His breath shuddered as he thought about her. He didn't want to, but he did anyway, and he regretted his last moments with her in both this time and then. Here, he'd pushed too far, too quickly, and now he couldn't even look at her without hurting, damn it, and back then... she was gone just like that, and he hadn't been able to save her.
It didn't matter that he couldn't have stopped it. He'd just watched her die...
Link wiped his nose and eyes with his arm, breathed out, and continued to work. It was going to be a long night.
-,-'-,-'-,-
Link was dozing when someone nudged him in the shoulder with their boot, and it was with great distaste that he woke from his, for once, dreamless sleep. He groaned and rolled over when he saw who it was. "Go away, Jim, I was up till late last night."
"You made Bell cry."
Link wondered who Bell was before wincing in realisation, sighing. "What did I do now?"
"We came to wake you and she saw this."
The Hylian forced himself up and rubbed his eyes, looking at the circle of death. "Oh, right."
"What is this creepy arse voodoo stuff anyway?" he asked, sounding particularly disturbed.
"I was making the mask." Link muttered as he stood, stretching stiffly, "This is one of the more tame versions of the transmutation circles, trust me."
Jim shuddered and backed away from the Hylian, grimacing. "You're a sick bastard."
Link sighed, scratching his head idly as he picked up the completed mask, "If it was me I'd stop insulting the guy that can do this kind of weird shit, if you know what I mean."
"Maybe you won't have to hear it if you'd just leave me and Bell alone."
Link smirked. "Is she even talking to you?"
Jim for once didn't snarl, but merely frowned petulantly, with a small smile underlying the sullenness. "She hasn't been talking to you, that's for sure."
"Ouch," Link mock winced, yawning, "So what did you guys learn yesterday?"
"We found some texts, read them, found some breathing exercises for her, stuff like that."
"Any way to get rid of her gift?" he teased, wiping the smug look off the teen's face, "Or better yet, change her eyes back?"
Jim glared, and Link smirked. "Between you and I," the Hylian jeered, touching the black and white mask to his cheek, "I think we're both despicable. I'm just better at admitting it."
Jim threw a punch, a punch that he'd probably wanted to throw since the very moment they'd met. Link caught it easily, twisting it behind his back and making him cry out. The smile that curled Link's face was vicious, all teeth and no mercy.
Link let him suffer a few seconds before dropping him. "Do that again, I break your arm."
Jim clutched his hand and snarled. "You... you are a bastard."
The blond laughed. He walked away loftily, gazing at the Mask of regrets. "Considering I never knew my parents, you might be right."
Link entered the banquet hall where much of the dead were intently watching Sheik eat, an action they'd been denied for many long years. Link sat next to her, albeit a chair between them, and started picking at his meal, too. It looked like Igos hadn't been exaggerating when he'd claimed to have a feast; some redeads were still performing acrobatics only the dead would try, and musical instruments were being fine-tuned and oiled before they were sealed away for another long slumber.
Link chewed on a type of jerky that he knew for a fact that he hadn't packed, and wondered how the tomb-raiders were doing without their meals.
"I..."
Link looked at Sheik and nodded to her to carry on. She gulped and reiterated, "I... I looked at what you were doing last night."
"So I heard from Jim. You were scared by it?"
She nodded. "Are all your masks like that?"
Link snorted. "I'd be the lord of the black market if that was the case, so no. I make those kinds of masks only when I find the need. Or when I'm specially commissioned by people I trust. The rest are just ordinary slates of decorated wood, or hoods or hats. How are you finding the dead, by the way?" he added dispassionately, nodding in their general direction, "I'm surprised you haven't gone insane."
"It's almost a relief, actually," she admitted, nursing her cup full of water, "Back home I was surrounded by people and their futures, and every time one or two jumped at me, and I could tell they were getting married, or dodge an accident, and it hurt. These people are so... quiet. It's refreshing. The only future that jumps at me is Jim's, and he's wonderfully normal, so there's nothing for me to worry about, in that sense."
Link nodded slowly at that, catching onto the fact that she hadn't mentioned his hazy future. Unless she couldn't see it...
Yeah, right.
"So are you going to tell me about your dreams?"
Sheik winced. "I told you I won't."
"I think that's unfair, personally," Link stated frankly, tearing a piece of bread in half, "You saw my dark side, like it or not, and I think it's about time you returned the favour. I don't like surprises; especially the ones that I risk my life for. Tell me what your dreams are about, and then I can leave you alone. Then you'll never have to see me ever again."
Her hands shook as she balled them into fists. "Why are you so pushy? You were so much nicer before, like you actually cared."
"Nicer?" Link scoffed, standing with some distaste, "Well that was when I could still pretend to be a nice guy. But you know I'm not, so I won't bother. And if I did care, it was for her. Have fun making up with your boyfriend. Oi! Igos! I have your mask."
Link forced himself to not look back at her as he left. It hurt to look at her. It hurt even worse that she wouldn't, couldn't look at him.
He felt betrayed by himself.
...Just so you know, the next chapter is a bit more cheerful. Actually, a lot more cheerful. Link's past experences with Sheik is pretty much fully fleshed out, Fierce Deity isn't so much of a jerk, and there is hope on the horizon! After all, the hour before the dawn is darkest, right?
So, yeah. Review replies!
goldenrhino: Yay! Lol, it's supposed to be creepy, so I glad I got that bit right. I hope you enjoyed it, though.
Dark Lord Link: Awesome! Glad you liked it. Not so much badassness remaining in this story, sorry, but I still hope you get to enjoy the rest.
Airian Reesu: Isn't he just a horrible, lovable bastard? There'll be more of him later, so I hope you stick around!
Hatsusen: It's alright! If you get tired get plenty of rest, okay? I'm glad you liked my Fierce Deity, and even if you don't review (though it would make me happy if you did) it's good to know you're still reading and enjoying. Thanks man!
Hat Guy: Aah, I see. lol. Fair enough, people have their likes and dislikes. Thanks! It's good to know that my take on FD works. ANd no worries about long reviews, I like repying to them. XD
Steviedude12: Here it is!
Raeya Kimani: That's great! No worrying needed anymore huh? Let's hope it stays that way! Actually that's not a bad plan, making Jim see who Link really is. Hmm... I'll see what I can do about it. Maybe Jim'll end up ridiculing Link about being a 'hero' till he gets the bigger picture and freezes or something. I don't know. I'll see how things go. LOL! Yeah, illusions are fun to write, just to confuse people. XD Me too! Love love love FD, though not as much as Igos. FD is a close second to the skeleton king. Squee! Glomped! XD Thank you! Glad the line worked!
Erendan: Thank you! Glad to know that this chapter was so good, though the number of reviews could be an attestment to that (attestment probably isn't a word...) oh man! I so want to tell you whether you're right or not, I so do, but I can't! Imight be lying! XD Anyway, I'll let you continue speculating, and if you get it wrong, that's okay. If you get it right, you can victory dance. XD
DragonXander: Holy crap this is a massive review! And thanks, I like being sadistic against my characters. :D That's what I thought too, Jim fainting or something, but I think after a while he gets used to it, because he gets his attitude back later. He's more upset with Sheik/Link than the monsters, lol. As for the Furore Farore thing, I don't have the english game. just the japanese one, so when I started fanfics, I didn't know what to use. The first one I saw was Furore, so I've been using it ever since. Someone told me a few months ago that Farore is technically correct, but I didn't want to change because, one, I couldn't be stuffed, and two, Furore means loud noise. So does Din. I thought the connection was hilarious, so I thought it'd be more ironic if I kept it that way. Lol. Also, Nice take on the empty triangle. Um, as for writing tips, all I can say is find out what your character is like a try to stick with it, really. It's them that drives the plot, not the other way round. And yes, the giant humanoids are teh Shadow beats from TP. I actually nicked the whole passage from 'Once upon a Fairytale', one of my other fics. Again, lol.
hyliandragon: YES! They did! And poor Link regrets it. (T.T) Jim in the game really is an arrogant git, though he's supposedly a good guy trying to help out his town. I always get him first just to annoy that midget. lol. I'm silly like that too. I'm glad you like FD aswel! XD
Sparty the Bold: The process is part of the fun of review replying. I like putting thought into my replies because it's clear you've put thought into your reviews, though it may not seem like it at the time for you. And you guys mention things I never notice about my fics, which is just awesome. Unfortunately, though, there really is no antagonist to this story. If there was, it'd ben Link's paranoia, hesitance, and fear, since the point of the plot is to get him and Sheik together, and those, among other things (Jim). The monsters are from TP, the Shadow beasts. I used them because their description was in another fic of mine so I could nick it, and Link in this story line hadn't met them yet, so it'd be another new challenge for him. Thanks for the review! See you after a while!
Kazewolf: Yeah, Just the name Fierce Deity has that kind of aura, eh? At least, that was the case with me. I hope you enjoyed this chapter and you review again!
HumanRiot: I know, right? Stupid Link, stupid FD, and let's hope Sheik gets it through her head that Link's better than Jim, eh? Yay! Numerous thumbs up! Thank you Riot!
darkwolflink1: I hope you liked it!
V musicka: Wow! Really? Oh man, this is awesome, can't believe people like you think my fics are so good! Yes, sort of. It was just an illusion, and Link thought he was searching fro Sheik in the Twilight Realm. The information in his mind was an illusion too. That is how powerful FD is. Either, glad to know that you think it's WIN. WOOT for kiss scene! Oh yes she is. She is so going for Link, but shes thinking, crap, crap, i have a BOYFRIEND already. And this guys so much older, hell, he could be married. Silly things like that. Thank you! I'm thinking you dodn't like this chapter very much because it's so depressing, but the next one's good. I swear it is.
Missing Triforce: I get the sudden feeling that Link's thinking that's exactly what the FD wanted. I'm assuming when you say he's like pscho creeper that was when he was fighting. Originally, i was going to make Link almost afraid to fight because he feared his dark personality, but after a while i decided to cut that out. but yeah, that creeer mode is pretty much the only reason he survived life. I mean, seriously, beating Ganon with a mind of a ten year old? Tall order, unless you have somehting really nasty helping you behind your back. Ah, yeah, I know what you mean. I have reason for this, flimsy though they are. For the key, things happen without you knowing in dreams. XD For Sheik, uh... I don't know. I'll check. The Gilded Sword was used because FD wanted to make Link completely sure that Link couldn't realise that the situation had suddenly gone pear-shaped for him. Thanks for the advice, though! I'll keep it in mind when I'm checking through future chapters.
TheSoupDragon: Thankyou! Thank you so much for your kind words! I'm writing OUFT again, so after this is over I should be updating that again. Thank you so much for your support, and I hope to see your review again! XD
Moonleaf: Thank you! There won't be anymore bloodthirsty Link (actually there will but not in detail) but there definitely is more FD. Stick around!
Thank you so much for helping this fic achieve the hundred review mark! Love you all, hope you keep reviewing, and that I continue to make you happy with my fic!
