Prologue
The Angel of Death had come to Hyrule.
She settled first in the cities of the destitute, their bars and taverns easy pray for her, the forces of corruption already at work within their chipped plaster walls. Eager hands had grabbed for her proffered wealth, not knowing that the woman with the frosted tresses and sanguine eyes was no glorified spirit, bit instead the devil -eager to take the souls of the emaciated in return for a full meal and a place to sleep. She branched her empire of death slowly, content to take her time in the arts of her work, knowing that haste would be her undoing, and that if she moved stealthily, no one would notice her presence at all. Then, as seasons progressed and her power and influence grew, she became bolder, leaving her blood-stained metropolises and over-crowded ghettos for the more affluent countries that stretched the horizon. She had fled slavery for a life of power and wealth. She had nothing to lose but her chains.
Behind her was a path of destruction, poverty, terror, and depravity, all colored by her minions and their threats. Before her, an empire rose from the horizon, nations eager for their chance to fight the scourge of the seas, each, in their arrogance, thinking they would be the last. One by one, she toppled them all, destroyed their governments, and sent them to join the ranks of the abyss she had created. One by one, she seduced their leaders with her empty promises of wealth and freedom, of the assurances that one day they would all be great. She became bolder still, an unbroken sequence of victories following her where she went. Her armies grew, and along with them, her infamous inhumanity and cruelty flourished.
Despite her legendary power, however, she knew she did not have the strength to yet attack Hyrule. The world superpower for millennia, they had a force and backing that she could not yet rival. Not yet, but one day not so long in coming, she would overcome them, and have supreme control over her realms.
So she bid her time, hiding amongst the ruins she had caused, the kingdoms she had forsaken, and watched from the shadows as the Hylians played, and made merry, and lived their short little lives. And one day, one day she was certain that her time had come, that the once brilliant leaf of Hyrule was dying on the branch, while hers was just beginning to blossom.
She brought her followers to the quiet countryside of Hyrule, an uninhabited strip of land neglected due to its rugged landscape, and regarded the beauty of what would soon be hers and her associate's. The entire nation seemed small and quaint, an image that belied the vast destructive powers of their military. For the time being, she would lie in wait, beneath the oppressive and volatile skies, amongst the dense and labyrinth-like forest on the outskirts- watchful- until the ideal moment to strike appeared, and she brought down the walls of the once great commonwealth.
She was the Tyrant, the Pirate, the Demon that had come to Hyrule, a wicked enemy and almost unbeatable force.
She was the Angel of Death, sent from the Gods to restore balance to the world, through her whip and her warnings.
She was a Sheikah, returning home, to give the country that enslaved her people it's retribution.
She was Zosime.
And her mission was to return her master, Ganon.
So... what did everyone think? I really hope you liked it. I know, I know, it was very short, but it's just the prologue, other chapters will be much longer, I swear. Please, please, please... READ AND REVIEW! Oh... you know you want to. *Uses Telekinesis to make people want to review.* Anyway, I just want to know if I have an audience. @_@
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