Dawn's first light hit Death Mountain's northern peak. It traveled south and struck against Ordona's wheat valley, and gold was everywhere as far as the eye could see. The sunrise finally reflected off Hyrule City's ramparts when Ganondorf and his minions left the temple.

Link stared at the spot where Ganondorf stood before he'd disappear. Ashei and Raven watched Impa carefully from behind as her shoulders slumped.

"…Impa?" Ashei uttered.

She did not reply, but let the sword drop out of her hand. She covered her face with her hands.

"I'm too old for this."

"Ashei," whispered Raven. "Let's get an assessment."

"Well?!"

The others turned to Malon at her outburst.

"Shouldn't we go after him?!"

"Go after him?"

"He just took Princess Zelda and we're standing around like grazing cattle! We have to find Ganondorf before he and the others get too far away!"

"Malon," Impa groaned. "Ganondorf just used a magnum transportation spell in order to escape. Right now, he's anywhere within a three-hundred mile radius from this temple."

"Th-… three hundred?!"

"Zelda's halfway across the country by now," Ashei sighed. She sat on a fallen pillar and wiped her lower lip with the back of her hand. "She could be as far as Death Mountain, or even Lake Hylia."

"Bu…but…"

"Ashei, Raven, go get that assessment now."

The two approached the group of knights and met with each one individually. The ones not being assessed removed their helmets and scabbards, and sat in circles while their dejected heads hung low. Malon crumpled into a fetal position and sobbed.

Link pulled himself up off his knees and looked around, scanning the ruined temple. Rose light filtered through the leftovers of the previous night's storm and into the shattered windows, whose stained glass shards now littered the grounds both inside and out. Big sections of the ceiling's mosaic laid in piles of dust on the destroyed marble floor. Chunks of granite had been blasted out of the aisles' groin vaults and arches. Fallen columns sectioned off the temple so that those inside moved through a maze. The altar, illuminated texts, glass displays and pews had been obliterated; pieces of wood, stone, glass, pottery and paper were scattered among the debris which gathered in the pools of light rain.

"What a mess…"

Link tried to sigh, but stopped when a deep pain roared in his lungs. His abdomen had grown stiff from the bruise in his stomach where Rio stabbed him. He wondered if the adrenaline from his battle had dissipated, because fatigue was setting into his body. His feet ached, his knees shook, and he fought to keep his eyelids open, in spite of his exhaustion.

Link briefly caught his reflection in a nearby puddle, and gave a silent, weary cry at the state he found himself in. His tunic was torn and stained red with his own blood. The underlying chain-link armor dangled loosely in broken knee-length pieces, held together only by the few intact links left. Large scrapes decorated his elbows and knees while shallow cuts littered his arms, legs, hands and face. His left eye was purple and swollen shut. Link lifted his fingers to the eye, touched the lid gingerly, and drew back at the erupting sting.

"What a waste of time…"

He stepped away from the puddle, walking feebly through the cathedral, his once-again dislocated arm slumped at his side. A thick fog settled on Link's brain as he staggered in no real direction. He almost stepped on Zelda's bow when he came upon it lying on the floor. He stepped back upon feeling the wood under his foot, then stared at it emptily before kneeling down―with great pain―and picking it up with his good arm. It still looked in good condition after being thrown across the temple, so far as he could tell. He put the bow across his shoulder and cradled his bad arm in the other.

"I wonder where the quiver went."

Link started up to look for the quiver, when he stopped. He blinked twice, squinted and stood, turning to the other end of the temple. Across the nave on the east side, from under a fallen column leaning against the wall, came a faint glimmer that Link would've missed if he hadn't seen its reflection in a nearby pool of light.

"Is that… what I think it is?"

The others, preoccupied as they were, did not see Link limp over rubble and debris to the column. As he moved, a jagged flint caught his foot and sent an alarm through his leg to his brain. His other foot landed quickly to steady himself, then he continued. He came to the column and stooped to his knees. He put his weight onto his good arm, as if doing one-handed push-ups, and peered under.

"It is…and it's huge!"

He lowered himself onto his stomach and reached for the object, but couldn't get anywhere near it. His prize clung to the back against a massive pile of marble out of his reach. The column was too far fallen for him to stoop underneath, much less get anything under but his arm, and walking around and snatching his item from the other side would be impossible. Link got back to his feet and stood there, thinking.

"Now what?"

He looked down at his Golden Gauntlets and sniffed.

"The spirits said these things would let me lift a whole lot of weight, but my arm's out of its socket again. Will one hand be enough?"

Link looked up to the massive column, as wide as he was tall, and clenched his fist.

"I guess I've got nothing to lose by trying, right?"

Had Link's other arm been any good, he would have clapped his cupped hands together and gone to work. He knelt back down, put his fingers underneath the massive column, took a hard breath through his nostrils, and pulled.

Nothing happened. The weight of the marble column was upon him, refusing to budge. Minutes of heavyweight lifting went by, but in spite of his efforts and screaming pains the column remained obstinate. Link wondered what he must have looked like trying to lift the giant structure off the wall. He was ready to give up and forget the whole thing, when the column suddenly jarred upward. Gravel and dust settled from the wall as the column rumbled loudly off its perch.

The others quickly turned to the rumbling, terrified that Ganondorf had returned. Relief replaced their irrational fear, but shock quickly took its place. Their mouths dropped.

"What is he-"

"Shh."

The shushing came from Adelz, who watched Link attentively.

"But he's gonna kill himself!" one of the soldiers whispered.

"Just watch," he replied.

Unaware of the others' gaze, Link realized his feat and gawked, but not for long. The heavy column teetered under his grip and was ready to fall out of his fingers. He pulled it up, lifting with his knees, until he held it at neck level. He shifted his wrist and hand underneath, and lifted until the column was high above his head.

"I'm lifting a marble column that must weigh at least a thousand pounds. This shouldn't be possible, but I'm doing it!"

"Is that…a heart?" said a soldier, the same who approached Link earlier.

Link looked down at the large heart container, full to the brim and bigger than any he had found yet. The container gleamed seductively up at him, but the column wobbled under his one hand, borne up with no partner to stabilize it. Link had to sidestep back and forth to keep the column from falling on top of him.

"Better do this quick."

He kicked his leg up and hit the heart with the side of his foot, sending it coasting across the floor. A gentle ringing sang out as the heart glided, until it slid to a stop at Raven's feet. Raven stooped down for it, but Adelz stopped him, smacking an arm across his chest.

"Leave it."

"I was jus-"

"It's not yours. Don't touch it."

Without his foot to keep balance, Link fell to one knee and the column went down with him. There was a collective gasp among the soldiers. Link's hand went up and slapped the face of the column, halting his imminent death. His face contorted visibly under the weight of the column, and his whole frame shook from pain. He stood up and took slow steps back, sliding his hand further up the column, until he came to the spot where it had rested on the wall. Link jumped away, and the column fell back into place. This time, a collective sigh emerged from the soldiers.

"That was way too close," Ashei uttered while rubbing her eyes.

"Quite." Impa's face was expressionless, but she pulled a handkerchief from her pocket and wiped the beads of sweat from her forehead.

Link collapsed onto the floor and breathed as heavily as his inflamed lungs would allow. His eyes were sealed shut and his chest heaved up and down.

"Just a minute. I just need a minute to rest. Then I'll get the heart."

Exhaustion took over immediately, and he could feel himself falling asleep there on the floor. He was ready to drift away when footsteps approached, so he opened his eyes. A pair of red eyes met his, and at first he thought Lady Impa was standing over him.

"Get up," Adelz's voice said roughly. "Get off the floor and stop wasting time."

"Wh-what?"

"The object you just retrieved from under that column would not only ease your weariness. It will grant you even more strength and experience in addition to what you've earned tonight. You could return to full health, and then some, right now. Why would you knowingly forestall that kind of growth? Get up, Link. Get up now."

"What's with you? Mmm, just give me a minute."

Link laid on his side to turn away from Adelz, but was met with a sharp kick to the back.

"Agh! What was that for?!"

He jumped to his feet and stared angrily and confusedly into Adelz's burning red eyes.

"Your exhaustion is no excuse. In spite of what you've accomplished tonight, Ganondorf has still taken the Princess and you have still lost tonight's battle. You will need all the strength you can get if you want to have any chance of getting her back."

"Getting her ba– Would you open your eyes?! I'm in no condition to go anywhere!"

Link pulled at the tears in his tunic to convey his thoughts.

"Torn clothes can be mended and broken armor melded, but there are no quick fixes for a lazy disposition."

"La– LAZY?!"

Link's face reddened from shock and fury. He stood aghast at Adelz's accusation, unsure of what to think. Lazy was the last word he word he ever would've used to describe himself. His chest now heaved from anger.

"After everything I've done, you think I'm LAZY?!"

"You're so angry at me that you can't think straight, can you? You're breathing hard to keep from slugging me."

"I will in a second if you keep talking!"

"Would you like to know why I'm going out of my way to provoke you?"

"Yeah! An explanation would be nice!"

"Every person in this room has done nothing but praise you for your accomplishments, and you have repaid them with nothing but feelings of depressive inadequacy. Just now, as you were staring into the pool of light and admiring your reflection, the only thing you could think was how useless you felt yourself to be. Am I right?"

Link's heavy breathing came to an abrupt stop. He turned so Adelz wouldn't see his face. By now, the others had heard Adelz's raised voice, and were watching as he lectured Link.

"And that's not the first time you've willingly dragged yourself into the depths of misery. You thought yourself useless after standing up to the guards at the city gates in order to defend a Gerudo woman and her child."

"Wait, how did you kn-"

"You thought yourself useless after fighting to rescue Zelda from her kidnapper on the float in the parade. You thought yourself useless after fighting off a squad of Bokoblins in the sewers beneath the city. You thought yourself useless after infiltrating the castle, locating Princess Zelda, bringing her to safety, defeating one of the most powerful sorcerers of Hyrule in battle, and stopping the Demon King from commencing a plan that very well could have destroyed all of Hyrule! And just now, you lifted a thousand-pound column with one hand!

"But you don't care. As far as you're concerned, you're the most pathetic, squeamish, rotten little worm that has ever been this world's misfortune to bear. You're just a farm boy whose way in over his head in something that's none of his business."

"I am not!"

"If you're really that useless, maybe you should give back that sword and leave it for someone much more important and useful than you. In the meantime, we'll just plan the funerary service for Princess Zelda now, since nobody's going to bother helping her."

"What is wrong with you?! Just shut up!"

"And I guess you'll go back to die on your little ranch while Hyrule falls into Ganondorf's hands."

"SHUT UP!"

Link's fist flew into the column he'd carefully lifted moments ago, and it exploded on impact. Dust and bits of rock flew out and peppered Link's face. No one in the temple said a word. What happened next brought sadness to everyone's eyes, even Impa's. Link stood motionless with his arm extended and his fist clenched. He stared at the giant hole he'd punched into the column, and began to shiver. All at once, he collapsed onto his hands and knees, and cried.

"I tried… so hard… fought with all my strength. I did everything I could, but it wasn't enough. I'm sorry, Princess… I'm still not strong enough. I couldn't do anything…"

"Did that make you feel better?"

"What do you care? You can't hear me… No one can…"

"Link, I know what you've gone through here in the city, but I can only imagine what kind of adaptations you've had to make after the loss of your voice. You were once strong and brave, and you still are, but now you struggle and fight for expression, and I'm sure that's only the tip of the iceberg. This is a cruel thing I ask of you, but you must listen to me."

Link sat cross-legged on the floor and rubbed his eyes on the back of his sleeve. When he looked back, Adelz was holding out a glass bottle, sealed with a cork. Navi slept peacefully inside.

"When… How did you…"

"What makes Navi's pain worth less than yours?"

"What?! I never-"

"Or Impa's, or your sister's, or anyone else's? Everyone here shares in this failure tonight, not just you. Just because you've experienced more than anyone else here, does not mean that your pain hurts more than anyone else's. Now more than ever we need to share each others' burdens, not beat ourselves up. Having no voice is no longer an excuse to keep yourself down in the dumps."

Link reached for the bottle, but Adelz pulled it back before he could reach it.

"…I'm so tired of feeling worthless."

When Adelz said nothing, Link continued.

"I felt worthless at home on my ranch, I felt worthless here in Hyrule City, and now when I was fighting I still felt worthless. I wished with all my heart to the Triforce that I could be of some help to the Princess, but it was no use. I still couldn't save her. I've got this tunic and these gauntlets and the Master Sword, but even with all this…I can't do anything…"

Adelz sat down quietly next to Link, who half-expected a second sermon, but was stumped when he looked up and saw the look on Adelz's face. The corners of his mouth turned up through the mask of wrapped linen to form a smile. His eyes were closed.

"Are you awake yet?" he asked softly. "No one's going to give you your self-esteem on a silver platter. Being the Hero of Time doesn't automatically make you a better person. You won't get self-confidence from making a wish on magic triangles. No ancient sword or any number of heroic deeds are going to change your self-image. Your attitude is what makes you feel good or bad about yourself at the end of the day, not how much good you do, or how others feel. You have to create your worth. If you feel useless, then do something about it."

Adelz stood back up and held out the bottle.

"Weakness is a choice. So is strength. Choose which one you want."

Link hesitated before grasping the bottle. As he did, Adelz grabbed his arm, yanked him up to his feet, and shoved Link forward. He took fast, awkward steps before steadying himself and walking on his own, his body crying out in agony as he moved.

"Shut up…"

He cursed his body and wobbled forward, pushing through the stiffness in his stomach and the aching in his legs. Impa folded her arms and smiled as Link approached her and the group of soldiers. He stopped in front of Raven, peering down at the heart which rested by his boots.

"Now to bend over, and pick it up."

He braced himself to kneel down, but before he could, Raven knelt down with a thick cloth in both hands and picked up the heavy heart container.

"Here. You don't have to do everything alone."

"Th…thank you…"

Link reached out and took the heart. He pushed the heart into his chest.

"Wha- what's happening?!"

He began to scream, or would have had he a voice to scream with. He pulled his hand away from the heart container, but it was lodged into his chest, seeping its way into his body.

"You can do it, Link!" Ashei cheered.

He took several steps back and clutched at his chest.

"FIRE! I'M ON FIRE!"

He fell to his knees and arched his back until he stared blindly up at the ceiling. White light emanated from his chest and faded his body until there was nothing left except a silhouette of light. The light filled the temple until it surrounded the others and forced them to shield their eyes.

"Hold on, Link!" Raven blurted out. "You're almost there!"

The fire burned through his torso and into his arms, legs and head. Beyond the pain of the fire, he could feel his arm resetting itself, the swelling in his eye diminish, and the stiffness in his stomach soften. The burning subsided into stinging, then numbness and finally warmth.

The light began to dim, and the others put their hands down to see Link standing before them. His tunic and armor were mended, and his body was whole and glowing. His sharp blue eyes pierced into everyone as he looked back at them.

"Whoa…"

"We've been waiting for you," Adelz said, approaching Link. "Hero of Time."

"Thank you…"

Adelz smiled, turned to Impa and bowed before her.

"With your blessing, my lady, I'd like to forgo my apprenticeship under you for the time being, and accompany the Hero of Time from this point on."

Link whirled toward Adelz, flabbergasted.

"You wanna what?!"

Impa squinted at him.

"Before you decide anything," Raven intervened. "Shouldn't we decide what to do about Princess Zelda? And what we should have Link do, as well?"

Impa squeezed the skin above her nose with two fingers, and drew a long, broken sigh.

"Perhaps you are right," she replied, her voice cracking. "Link, at any point when you were with Princess Zelda, did she give you the blessing of the Sage of Time?"

"Um…oh yeah!"

He nodded his head.

"Good. Her blessing will grant you the power you need to eventually defeat Ganondorf, but for right now, you can barely hold your own against him. Sending you to find Princess Zelda at this point in time would be little more than a wild goose chase and a suicide mission."

Impa reached into her pocket and pulled out a thick, folded parchment. She took big steps over to an overturned pedestal, unfolded the parchment, and laid it flat out. She beckoned to the others with her hand.

"If we want a chance of rescuing Zelda, we're going to have to take a different approach. Listen carefully, Link. In each of Hyrule's provinces, there are temples just like ours. Inside each temple is a sage, just as here in Hyrule Zelda is the Sage of Time. In Labrynna, there is the Fire Temple and the Sage of Fire. In Holodrum, it's the Ice Temple and the Sage of Ice. So on and so forth for all the provinces, except for your homeland, Ordona.

"Link, your first job as the Hero of Time is to visit every province on the continent, make your way to each of the temples, find the sages within, and receive their blessings. With every blessing you receive, you and the Master Sword will grow stronger and synchronize, giving you the power you'll need to defeat Ganondorf. Since Ordona is the closest and doesn't have a temple, it should hypothetically be the easiest to find the sage living there, so that's where you'll start. You'll have a chance to go home and pack any necessary items you'll need on your journey. I suggest you pack light."

"Got it."

"Hold on, I'm not finished yet. Have you by any chance heard of the Spirits of Hyrule?"

Link recalled the spirits he met upon pulling the Master Sword from its pedestal, and nodded.

"The Spirits of Hyrule are ancient beings who came to inhabit the sacred water sources found within each province. They can only be reached through divine means by one worthy of entering. Hyrule's sacred spring could only be found by pulling the Master Sword from its pedestal here in the Temple of Time. I assume you've met them?"

Link nodded again.

"Then find the remaining springs and visit the spirits in each one. You'll have to figure out how to do that on your own. Once you've found them, they'll impart the wisdom you need to find Princess Zelda. Got it?"

"Got it."

"There's one last thing you'll need to do. In the provinces of Labrynna, Holodrum, and Faron, there are three oracles; demi–goddesses who are said to have been alive since the Era of the World's Creation. I have no idea who they are or where they live exactly. All I can tell you is that the Oracle of Ages resides in Labrynna, the Oracle of Seasons lives in Holodrum, and the Oracle of Secrets is somewhere in Faron. Finding them will prove especially challenging, but if you do, they'll reward you with the courage to continue your journey should you become discouraged.

"Find the temples, find the sages, find the springs, find the spirits, and find the oracles. That's a lot to keep track of."

"Don't worry, Link!" Ashei slapped Link's shoulder. "Just think of it as a game ah hide an' seek, only on a continental scale!"

Impa reached her arms around her neck and pulled what looked to Link like a necklace over her head, and gave it to him.

"Take this with you. It's a Pirate's Charm, or at least that's what they used to be called. It's made out of a pressurized and refined Gossip Stone. Each of us has one just like it. With it, you'll be able to communicate with any of us at any time, no matter where your journey takes you."

"We'll be with you every step of the way," Raven smiled as he put his hand on Link's shoulder.

"While you're traveling, we'll be working here in the city to recuperate our losses. We'll be rebuilding our army, removing any dark knights still in town and getting rid of any remaining bokoblins."

"Not to mention fixing this dump of a temple," Ashei added as she kicked a nearby chunk of wood.

"Be warned, Link. This mission is going to be very dangerous. Now that Ganondorf has revealed himself tonight, I'm positive his minions will start causing trouble throughout the land of Hyrule. Keep your eyes open, and be prepared for a fight at any given moment.

Link looked courageously into Impa's eyes, and nodded.

"I am not afraid."

"You'll leave at once."

"So soon, Impa?" asked Raven.

"Yes. Ganondorf will not wait to return to full strength, and neither should we. Link, return to your ranch and take whatever you feel you'll need on your journey, then travel to Ordon Village and visit the spring there. I'll inform our correspondent that you'll meet him there. I believe you're already familiar with Rusl."

Impa turned to Adelz, and a saddened look came into her eyes.

"Are you sure this is what you wish?"

"Absolutely."

Impa sighed before replying, "Adelz will accompany you on your journey. I've trained him in the Sheikah ways since he was a boy, so you will find him to be a more than capable ally."

"Good luck, Link," Ashei said as she lifted him suddenly and crushed him in a bear hug.

"Ack! Thank you. I'll do my best."

"Take your family and leave the city at once."

"…Malon…"

Link moved away from the others and searched until he found Malon. She sat in a corner by herself with her arms wrapped around her knees. Water flowed from her red eyes and clung to her lashes. Link moved toward Malon and sat down in front of her, but she turned away.

"Leave me alone," she muttered.

Suddenly, his arms were around her shoulders.

"Let me go!"

Malon struggled to get out of his hug, beating against his shoulders, but she was no match for his tight squeeze and gave up. She buried her face into his chest and wept. Her arms went around his back.

"I'm sorry!" she bawled. Her words came out in between her cries. "You didn't trust Rio, but I didn't listen because I was angry at you, and then he hurt you and I thought you were gonna die, and I'll never forgive myself!"

"It's okay…"

Link's arms tightened around her, and they sat that way for a full five minutes before Malon's cries finally tapered off into dry hiccups. She saw the look in Link's eyes, and knew what he wanted to ask.

"Ah…I think I'm okay now…"

He smiled and held out his hand to help her stand. She avoided his gaze, but took his hand anyway.

"You have your mission, Link," Impa reminded him. "Find the temples of the sages, find the springs of the spirits, and find the oracles."

"You have my word."

With Adelz by his side, Link accompanied Malon back to Telma's Tavern and struggled the whole way, trying to think of what to tell Talon. What he found there threw every idea he'd had out the window. The Lon Lon Ranch carriage and horses were already set up and Epona was standing beside, digging her front hoof anxiously between the cobblestone. When she saw Link, she broke into a gallop toward him. She stopped in time to keep from running him down and whacked his shoulder with her head, snorting in displeasure. He responded to her miffed gesture by running his fingers through her mane when Talon came out of the tavern and mounted the carriage without a word. Malon took her seat next to her father, Link saddled up on Epona, and Adelz sat precariously on top of the carriage. With a smile from Telma, they rode down the empty streets in silence and left the city. The ride back to Ordona was uncomfortable and quiet.

"Adelz," said Malon nervously, breaking the silence.

"Hmm?"

"Thank you…for talking to Link, I mean. Back in the temple."

"Of course."

"I would have, it's just that…"

"I know. It's all right."

Quiet settled on them again, until an abrupt snoring pierced it loudly. Malon looked over and saw Link's face plastered into Epona's mane. His hands had fallen from the reigns and he was dead to the world.

"Idiot. Even though he got that full heart container, he still worked himself too hard."

"He put up a good fight," Adelz responded. "He deserves to rest."

"I guess so… You know, if he could, he'd tell you that you don't have to go with him."

"I want to."

"…He's really leaving, isn't he?"

"Yes."

"I… I'm scared."

"Do not be afraid. Link has more strength and courage in him than we could ever comprehend. It doesn't seem so now, but with training and experience he will become the Hero he was meant to be. Until then, I intend to watch over him."

"Is that why you're going with him? You're worried, too aren't you?"

"It is because I have faith in him that I go with him. Great people do not become great on their own."

"Thank you… Adelz."

"'Adelz' is nothing more than an alias. If you don't mind, I'd prefer if you and your father called me by my true name."

"What name is that?"

He smiled again.

"Shiek."

Would you like to save your game?

–► Yes

No

I was one of the unlucky children growing up. My mother thought (and still thinks) that video games were a waste of time and money, and so we had none when I was a kid, save for a few educational computer games for Windows 95 and the Game Boy my brother saved his allowance for. Needless to say, I missed out on the classic era of Nintendo, including the N64 and its beloved releases.

I'd played Zelda games before and was well aware of the series, but the first time I ever played Ocarina of Time was in 2011, on an emulator on my computer. I recall reading forums, prior to playing, that touted Ocarina of Time as not only the best game in the Zelda series, but the best game ever made. With some spare time on my hands, I decided to stop wondering whether the praise was as deserving as everyone claimed.

While I lost out on the wide-eyed wonderful experience that so many gamers had as children, one which I envy greatly, I still got a certain childlike wonder from playing the game. I tagged alongside Link as he began his quest, made friends, saw sights, fought battles, chilled by the fishing pond, lost friends, experienced sadness and pain, underwent trials and hardships, and finally embraced his destiny and defeated Ganondorf. It wasn't long before I was hooked, and by the time the credits rolled, I had only one thought in my mind:

"This is the greatest game ever made."

That was when my love for The Legend of Zelda really began. Better late than never.

After playing the game, as I went about my days, I began dreaming about alternate scenarios that could've taken place within the game. "What if this character had done this?" or "What if this happened instead?" This unconscious train of thought stayed with me for months, and the one recurring thought that stayed with me was:

"What if Shiek had traveled with Link?"

Shiek was, and still is, my favorite character in Ocarina of Time (aside from Link). As the game progressed, her words of wisdom which guided me throughout my adventures slowly became heartfelt words of advice from a good friend. Truth be told, I was a little heartbroken when she revealed herself as Zelda in disguise. I preferred her as her own unique character with her own personality without residing in Zelda's shadow, and so I wanted to express that desire some way.

As more time went on, crossovers began taking over my brain. I began to wonder what would happen if one game took place within the realm of another, imagining that instead of each game following the same timeline, they took place at the same time interchangeably. The end result was all the games melded into one big –and hopefully good– story, and the rest is history.

This is only the first of seven(?) books that I plan to write for this story. So much has happened since I began this tremendous endeavor, but it's just begun. Thank you for sticking with me, and I hope you look forward to the next book:

The Legend of Zelda: The Last Hero

Book Two: Labrynna