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The first thing I felt was the ground on my back.

It definitely didn't feel like a mattress, and the uncomfortable, though not unfamiliar feeling of cold dirt beneath my body was what finally woke me.

The world came into focus slowly as I opened my eyes, my consciousness rising up from cloudy depths, hazily peering through the surface, trying to see clearly.

But after a few seconds I broke through that barrier and entered reality, breathing deeply.

Taking in the smells and sounds of the forest around me; the birds and the bugs flitting through the trees, green boroughs and sunlight streaming down.

I immediately realized something quite vital.

I lived in the city. I had just laid down for the night in my small apartment, after triumphantly finishing a 100% completion of my favorite game in existence.

And now I was in a forest.

Even in a simple park that could be a few blocks away from my apartment, there would still be the smells and sounds of the city, yet there was nothing like that here.

It was completely silent, and calm.

...Which was pretty nice, actually.

I took a small moment to savor the beautiful forest around me while I thought.

The main possibility I could of think of was that someone must have broken into my apartment and somehow-

Sitting up from my prone position, I immediately reevaluated my thought process.

The situation was slightly more complicated than I had thought.

I was born with naturally tanned skin, and overall, my complexion was much darker than it should be expected considering my hobby of taking all-nighters to fit in gaming time.

My skin was now quite a few shades closer to white than it had ever been.

And when I got up onto my feet, I soon realized I was also noticeably shorter than I was last night.

A few strands of golden blonde hair fell in front of my eyes, hair that was colored differently than it ever was, and that's when I took a look at my clothing.

Oh god, the clothing.

A pair of tan breeches, leather boots on my feet. Multiple leather cords and straps hung around my waist, a grey tablet hanging off of one. A sky-blue shirt- no, tunic- with pale patterned cloth beneath it and leather bracers on my forearms.

I picked up the tablet, and instantly recognized it from a certain game I had put an unhealthy amount of hours into.

"..."

It was a Sheikah Slate. And the blank screen reflected a face that was most certainly not mine.

"...Hah..."

I took a deep breath and leaned my back against a nearby tree, sitting down.

Through heavily practiced and familiar movements, my body started taking deep meditative breaths to lower my heartbeat.

Distantly, I noted the fact that I had never practiced breathing like this in my life. It was likely an ingrained habit of the body… that I was currently within.

Calmly and analytically, I began sorting out my thoughts. In a few more moments I had finished some surface self-analysis.

I was never a typically calm person. I got angry quickly, I panicked quickly, and I became scared quickly. When I was frustrated at a game or situation, I would raise my voice and yell. My thoughts would become fuzzy and I lost my composure.

Yet here I was, completely peaceful, my face blank, as I came to the realization that I was inside the body of my game character. Specifically, the character of the game I played the most.

I could only assume that the ingrained instincts of the battle-hardened warrior's body were the things helping me stay calm. Including what was likely a completely different brain, with different hormones and experiences to help with my reaction.

So, with an intent gaze and a forceful transition into calm, I focused on sorting out the necessities.

Yes, I was obviously in a completely different body, which was incredibly alarming, especially with no obvious cause, however that was impossible to think about at the moment. I needed to focus on the immediate danger.

For example, if there were any monster encampments nearby. The first thing to do would be on the lookout for any threats close to me, especially things like Lynel's, which I might actually be looking forward to facing again-

I blinked, cutting off the train of thought.

I had never been in a fight before. Ever. Why was my immediate reaction when thinking of fighting fictional monsters, confidence and excitement?

My body, or I should say Link's body, continued transitioning through the calming process. Taking deep, low breaths and focusing intently on the movements of my stomach.

I activated the Sheikah Slate resting in my lap, and ran through the menus. The control process and layout was different from a Switch, although my body's hands seemed to know their way around the ancient device easily.

Everything was similar to in the game. There was a map section, although everything there was blank, unlike the map of Hyrule normally seen. ...That was worrying, likely meaning that I was in a different land from Hyrule entirely. Knowledge from the game wouldn't help me very much in an alien location.

That said, I could be thinking too far ahead. Maybe I was still in Hyrule, and the map was just broken.

The inventory was also similar, although it seemed like any arbitrary limits on the inventory space from in-game had been removed. I could likely fit any number of items inside, along with the already large collections of savage lynel weapons, various armor sets, multiple menus of elixirs and meals, and…

I noticed something else quickly, as I reached the end of the inventory.

While normally, in the special item tab, there were still things like my paraglider, horse saddles and bridles, and a single giant golden piece of shit, there were four items missing. Four items that were very, very valuable.

The four champion abilities that let Link, in game, be capable of some incredible feats. Controlling lightning and the winds, reviving himself from near-death, and making a magic shield around himself.

They were gone, and for the first time since I woke up, I felt a sudden jolt of panic.

My eyes widened, my fingers twitched on the sides of the slate, my teeth bit down hard on my lip.

The champion abilities were gone. The four things, left for me to defeat Ganon, the only remaining remnants of my most precious friends-

I shunted that thought to the side and focused.

What happened to them? All the other items from the… the game, were still inside the inventory, so why were the champion abilities gone?

I felt a small bit of realization.

Maybe... they weren't actually gone. They weren't actually items, they were things that were added onto Link's soul. Maybe in the game, there had to be some representation for them in the inventory, but in real life, there wasn't any placeholder like that.

It was a possibility I still had them. The champion abilities might just be inside of me, waiting to be used.

Leaning back against the tree, I closed my eyes and tried feeling for… something. Something that might give me a clue on how to use the magic.

And just like everything else had been, the movement was completely instinctive.

My mind reached out to a secluded place within me and felt one of four strange entities. I activated one, and instantly, a reddish shield, surrounded by fire, burst into existence around me.

I smiled, just slightly. Everything was still there.

Shoulders sagging in silent yet enormous relief, I deactivated the ability and my attention turned towards the others, and to the information I had on them.

Daruk's Protection, the shield I had formed, was a one-use ability that perfectly negated any attack that came at me. A very useful ability, and it seemed like there were no deviations from the game.

However in the game, I could use the ability three times before it needed to recharge. Was it the same way here?

...I had a feeling that it wasn't similar. I didn't have only three charges with the shield. Though, that feeling was uncertain. Asking myself a bit deeper and trying to gauge my natural reactions towards them, I thought hard. It seemed like the charges of the ability would… fluctuate? The amount of times I could use it depended on outside factors, I thought.

I frowned at the idea, but moved my attention to the other three abilities.

Mipha's Grace, Urbosa's Fury, and Revali's Gale.

I activated Mipha's Grace hesitantly, and felt some kind of energy welling up inside me, however, nothing else happened. It was probably because I wasn't injured. That healing ability normally only activated if Link, if I, was about to die. However, it seemed like now I could heal normal injuries, though it would still use up energy.

Urbosa's Fury normally let me call lightning from the sky to stun enemies. Which sounded incredible if I could actually use it in real life.

...Well, it wouldn't hurt to at least try, right?

I focused my thoughts, and let out a short cry, my body automatically swinging my hand outwards.

To my amazement and satisfaction, a thin bolt of lightning shot from the tip of my finger, completely piercing through and toppling a tree in front of me.

Immediately, I felt a wave of exhaustion. Not enough to force a loss of balance, but it was definitely noticeable. I would have to be careful in the future with that.

Finally, I activated Revali's Gale. The ability let you create updrafts beneath your feet, instantly launching you into the air. However, I had a vague feeling that it would be very different here.

So I activated the ability, and suddenly, my field of awareness expanded outwards in all directions. I felt the air currents flowing around me and the area nearby, weaving between the trees like tiny rivers through the wind.

I cautiously moved a few of the air currents around me, creating a swirling wind buffeting my clothes and hair. I almost smiled at the sight.

Before it could be too large a drain on my 'energy,' I canceled the ability. Just by looking at those swirling winds and thinking about the potential uses, another feeling suddenly came to mind.

I had a hunch that this body had flown before, and without the use of a paraglider, either…

Done experimenting, and knowing I had already wasted enough time in unexplored and possibly dangerous territory, I turned my attention to the Sheikah Slate. Just in case any monsters came close, I wanted to be ready. I needed to have some proper weaponry on me.

But my hands moved without my mind. Instead of going to the weapon tab in my inventory, I opened the Hyrule Compendium.

A catalogue of images, made up of every single entity in the game, and all completed manually. I had to snap a picture of literally every food, weapon, monster, and animal in Hyrule in order to complete it. Even my new body couldn't suppress a shudder at the hours I wasted away in the attempt…

But why would I go to the encyclopedia for a weapon?

I nearly resisted the feeling inside my chest that told me this was the right thing to do, but in curiosity, I followed it. Why did I have such a strong inclination towards this menu?

But soon after, with a quick tap on the icon of the "Knight's Broadsword," I understood.

Blue strings of light exploded outwards from the device, wrapping themselves around each other and slowly disappearing, to reveal a flawless steel sword before me.

I blinked at the sight.

That explained it.

But just as I grasped the sword and pulled it onto my back in a practiced and easy motion, something disturbed the moment.

A scream broke through the forest, my sharpened ears automatically identifying it as a young teenager at the oldest, and before I could even register what was happening, my body was in motion.

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*Author's Note*

So, yeah. I've read a couple of crossovers where a player of a different game than YGGDRASIL gets sent to the new world, and I really liked those, so I thought, might as well write one! And since I really like Breath of the Wild and just recently found all the korok's (that was painful) I thought it would be fun to do something like this.

*Things To Know*

These are a few disclaimers / things to know for the fic. If you want to read with no idea about power levels or what the story will focus on, which could be considered tiny spoilers, ignore this.

First of all, the MC is not going to overpowered in relation to the denizens of Nazarick. I've read a few crossovers where a character from another world gets dropped here and just toys around with Ainz and all those guys, but that is definitely not the case here. Link may be a badass, but he's not a god. All these buffs I'm giving the MC are just so he can stand a chance of surviving in this world.

I'm also going to be trying to focus on the mental implications, like Overlord does with Ainz. The OC basically just had a brain fusion with Link, where he has all his original memories but with Link's instincts and body. There's going to be some psychological impacts from this that I'm going to enjoy writing.

Overall, this is not meant to be an SI/OC power fantasy. I just thought of a fun idea and I want to write it out. That's it. Thanks for reading.