Faced with the burden of his killing of a few innocent people, he now
realized as he sat on the well in the center of Kakariko Village that word
of his presence at both places where he had killed those shop keepers in
Hyrule Town Market would spread throughout Hyrule. With this in mind, he
reached into the upper part of his tunic and pulled out a mask that he
took from the Happy Mask Shop before he blew it up, instantly enveloped
with a sense of regret and depression. He suddenly started to regret his
wish of diving into Hyrule during the beginning of the whole story that
was concocted to just be seen as a fantasy, not once did he ever put enough
foresight that an odd distortion in the planet earth's balance would truly
exist, allowing him to emerge in this 'fictional' land.
He looked around the village again, breathed in the clean air that Hyrule
had to provide. This couldn't be a deep dream; he could feel the stone
of the well, the soft cushion of grass beneath his boots. Still, looking
at the pale bluish silver of the Zora mask filled him with an unknown feeling
of regret and anger at his actions. Those people did not deserve to die,
but something had overwhelmed his body to commit those murders, he needed
a cover until the whole thing blew over in its own way but there are too
many people around to instantly disguise himself. He sighed and made himself
fall backwards into the water.
His body made contact with the water, allowing the mask to fall out
his outstretched hands and fall slowly onto his face. Five aquatic tentacles
emerged from the mask and wrapped around his head, the tentacles excrete
a black oily liquid that enveloped his whole body, the liquids penetrated
his skin and instantly flowed into his veins, sending an extremely excruciating
burning sensation within his whole body, he screamed out but only bubbles
came out with a muffled inhuman scream. His body grew to the standing height
he had been before he came into Hyrule, a good five feet and six inches.
His human eyes just seemed to dissolve from his eye sockets, allowing
his crimson blood to ooze from out of his temporarily empty sockets and
coat the water in a thick red hue. His skin becomes more pale and gains
a light blue and silver coloration with some black and red portions on
his back. His eye sockets fill with a black oil substance that hardened
into two oval spherical eyes which slightly protruded from his eye sockets.
His nose lengthened to two times its normal size.
He frantically ripped his boots off of his feet when he felt his feet
change form, his five toes became three with webbing between each toe.
He felt his human skin become scales, he felt his body organs transform
to adapt to the change within and outside him. He spread his fingers wide
apart as he felt webbing grow between each. His body muscle enlarged enough
to tear the small child sized tunic he was wearing off, revealing the well
defined figure of a teen aged male Zora. His legs muscles defined themselves
to suit a creature adept to swimming as a main transportation. From out
of his arms came large and elegant fins patterned with a typical Zoran
fin design but with shades of crimson, black, gray and cerulean. He felt
the back of his head expand to become three feet long, two fish like fins
made themselves protrude from out of the very back. Two more fins emerged
from both sides of his waist.
After this pain subsided, he plunged onto the depths of the well and became unconscious for a time to allow his body to become acquainted to its sudden changes.