A Fierce Deity(A poem fanfiction)

By TriforceHero626

A… dark power fills me

A swirling mist gloomy and dour

I once was a warrior, a fabled hero of old

I was a fierce fighter, who was more than bold

A beast I fought one day, so evil and deranged

That no power could hope to keep it constrained

For three days and three nights I fought the beast

With my sword of blue and green, I battled til' the sun began to rise in the east

With one final strike, I did not dare speak

And with the final blow, the beast let out one shriek

A song was played, of healing and love

Calling upon the goddess above

With the final note played upon the instrument, the beast shuddered

And shrunk without even a sound uddered

A mask the monster became

But it still lived, raving and insane

It was sealed away by the tribe of shadows, so mysterious and mislead

And used for rituals of hatred and dread

The tribe vanished, and the mask was lost

And I still lived, but at a terrible cost

Thousands I slew, through my might and power

And many who saw me sought to cower

A god of battle and bloodlust I had become

And I felt no pity, for there always was none

Feared I had become to the people who I had protected

Long had the land of Termina not seen me, for I had left it neglected

Out of fear and desperation, the people prayed to the Goddess of Time

Who had me sealed inside of a mask, a task so… asinine.

I was abandoned and forgotten

Yet, not one grain of my mask had grown mold or was rotten

I dwelled in darkness, so black and stygian

I was left to dwell there until I was bidden

Until one day, when I was cast out of the darkness

I was freed and felt a growing starkness

My mask was used to defeat the beast that I fought

And I looked on in glee at the carnage and bloodshot that I wrought.

To my surprise, after the fight

I found a small boy, who used my power, was filled with light

A familiar song echoed through my prison of a mask

A song that seemed to tell me that I was done with my task

I listened intently, and before I knew

A small boy inside me suddenly grew

I remembered days of tag around an oak tree, with dear friends and family

That boy never knew any danger or calamity

As I drifted through memories of better days,

I felt all my worries pass away

When I, at last, felt at peace

I knew I could finally be released

I leave the mask now, with no more strife

And I thank the small boy, who gave me a new life.