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Author-sans Diary: Dear diary, when did this become a story? Why did this become a story? Why am I even in the story?

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A Girl's Fantasy Made Dark Reality

Toobarunnen!

warning titles are not actual words

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The old castle tower was actually pretty straightforward, it only took the better part of the next day to explore it with Ghirahim following me around. I even found a fully stocked kitchen, not that I knew enough about cooking to make my own meals. But if I really needed to I could cook any of the meats, it was the veggies and bread I would have trouble with and forget about making noodles. Thankfully Ghirahim seemed to know his way around a cooking pot and fire, not to mention when he cooks it is amazing. I cooked for breakfast and was surprised he didn't complain, considering I used diced garlic and onions in the egg or omelet sort of thing. He had diced them for me though so yeah, he cooked lunch and well before dinnertime showed up Link was back.

"Good news?" I asked.

"Not really," Link replied, he looked a little frustrated and stressed.

"Oh sorry," I said out of reflex.

"You don't have to apologize," He said, with a chuckle.

"I know, it's a reflex, defense mechinism.. something like that anyway," I explained. "My therapist tells me it's perfectly normal, to be this meek, after my past anyway."

"Oh?" Ghirahim chimed, in seeming quite curious.

"Oh no, no, no, no," I said immediately. "I am hardly comfortable sharing my past with a therapist, I am not about to share it with y'all. Besides it's just depressing and I don't wanna bum you guys out with my tear-jerker."

"I thought we were quite a bit closer than that," Ghirahim said, feigning a wounded look. He almost got me with it but I stood firm.

"Nope, not giving my sob story, besides the readers don't care why should y'all?" I asked. Ghirahim seemed a little shocked at that, was he really though? I wasn't too sure, he could fake it with the best of the Emmy-award winners.

"It's not really our business anyway," Link said, looking pointedly at Ghirahim.

"Oh fine.." Ghirahim replied, looking away. "Perhaps we should hear more about well the world's games where you are from, however."

"Mm," I said, I couldn't help but think of the possible ramifications of my story telling. What if my telling them changed everything that happens in their future? "I can't help but feel that telling you guys might change the future though. Granted I have told you so much already, it may have already altered it and I would feel so awful if I got back to find the games changed in anyway."

"So tell us about.. what was it you mentioned the game that prequels it all?" Ghirahim asked.

"Skyward Sword?" I asked. "I don't know all of that one very well. Hm, I suppose I could try after all it already happened." So I started to explain what I know and about the items and how the controls were. Then explained the first meeting with, Ghirahim again in less detail and trying not to fan girl in the process. I told them about my own personal progress through the game and some of the items I collected, quests I had done and I hadn't even gotten to fight Ghirahim the final time. I did explain what I knew from videos of it and how it was supposed to work but I just wasn't that Great at the game so I never completed it. "And that's everything I know about it."

"Okay, there were some differences," Link admitted.

"Differences?" I asked.

"Major differences, mind you," Ghirahim replied. "Those people were probably people who ran the last part a lot of times you said?" I nodded. "Link was no near perfect in our final battle and he never skewered me with his sword, though he did come close." I listened to their stories each individual including how it was actually different from what I explained. "Mostly your quotes were correct though, I had in fact said all of those things. Why would they get everything correct except for the last battle?"

"Hm, maybe because of the style of fighting they wanted to do something new," I said. "And maybe they thought that even if you were stabbed, that you would be indestructible."

"Well that is utter non-sense," Ghirahim replied. "I may be a demon blade but even I can break." I was shocked and suddenly didn't want to know more, I couldn't imagine it either.

"I didn't realize you could break," Link said, sounding a little sad. I looked over in disbelief, wait did Link not want to destroy evil? Or maybe he didn't want to have to destroy Ghirahim, a male demon used as a tool for the wicked Demise.

"Oh yes, wish to learn how?" Ghirahim asked.

"No," Link replied, without hesitation.

"But you could be rid of me forever, hero," Ghirahim teased.

"Unlike Demise I do not just destroy a living being because it is possible," Link replied. I smiled at him, his words made me admire his valor despite his stand against the evils that threatened this world. "I did not even destroy Demise, I sealed him away using the sword that seals the darkness."

"The Master Sword," I whispered, Link suddenly looked at me in surprise. "Sorry I didn't mean to interrupt, but wait.. that means.. you had the option to destroy him?" I watched as the tips of his ears changed to a light pink, then Ghirahim suddenly stood.

"You could have destroyed him and you didn't?" Ghirahim sounded, outraged. Whoa, demon sword went from ninety to a hundred in a blink of an eye. I wasn't even sure I should stay in the room but I was kind of glued to the chair at that point.

"As I said, I am not like Demise," Link repeated.

"But you, Zelda and all of Hyrule are cursed now," Ghirahim argued. "And that is better for you?"

"Yes," Link replied. "Well no but I can't be like him, I'm not a murderer. I don't just go around killing anything everything in my path, just because it is in my path." Ghirahim suddenly burst out in tearful laughter.

"I can't believe I am hearing this," Ghirahim replied. "So instead of being the great hero who vanquished and destroyed the king of darkness, you doomed us all to eternal suffering and a constant rebirth of the king of all things evil? That is rich." I shrunk from the anger I could hear in Ghirahim's tone, I was frozen now as the two argued before me. Link threatened to throw Ghirahim back in the cell and Ghirahim laughed telling the other to do it. And then Link looked at me, I hadn't even realized I had curled up in the fetal position until Ghirahim side-eyed me and the anger fled his face. I flinched when he rose and lifted me from the chair, he carried me all the way back to my room without a single word and placed me on my bed. He opened his mouth but closed it almost immediately and left the room, crap was he mad I was scared? Had he figured out why? I wasn't sure but I knew I was alone in this empty room and would probably stay that way. I heard raised voices even here and wound up curled up all over again.

It reminded me of my.. no I can't even share my past here. Can't even think it or would just wind up in a puddle of tears, no way was I going to be a sodden mess in the morning. Besides my story does not need telling, or retelling as it were, I've already retold it to many therapists. I get passed around so often from doctor to doctor it's starting make me a little dizzy and it gets harder and harder to open up each time I have to start over. I mean honestly don't they care how badly it messes with a patient, to have to see someone new every time? Feels like I'm on a wheel of fortune spinning wheel when it comes to care too, which one am I gunna get this time? Is it the same one from last time? Someone new? Sometimes I just wish I could be normal and not so fudged up. But don't we all?

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*intercept's* Oh boy Author-san was scared? Why was she afraid? Even I don't know why Rabbit-san is scared and I know her pretty well.

Me: it's Rabbitzan, zan! Not san.. *sigh*

Chaos-Keetonie: But I like -san better

Me: isn't san used to describe someone older though? We the same age bro..

Chaos-Keetonie: Pfft details besides your more mature then me.. Oooohhh maybe that makes you -sensei.

Me: I'm NOT a teacher..

Chaos-Keetonie: -sama?

Me: not a.. what was that one? Upper-classmen? We're not even in school and we would be in the grade if we were.. Seriously!

Chaos-Keetonie: teehee -san it is then.

Me: Grrr.. *grumbles*