It didn't take long for the temple to be completely erased from his view;
all he saw was the gray ground and the fog, the evil fog. It drifted all
around him, as he breathed, the gas came inside him. He used to think air
was tasteless, but this was even plainer. He felt as the gas enter his
stomach, it provided nutrients and vitamins that he needed, it provided his
water, it was his very life force, not that he needed it, if only he could
leave, he hated it, if only he could find that mountain, and find that
town. He heard it still rains in old Hyrule, but the gas absorbs the rain
into it self. Everything is absorbed into the gas, the temple was absorbed
into the gas. Daeth believed by now the darknuts had been absorbed into
the gas, they were useless now, he was alone in old Hyrule, forced to be
the only man there, to walk forever alone. His solitude was too much to
bear; he had to find that mountain. The dirt on the ground was gray
because of the nutrients sucked out of it, he believe that if he had a
shovel, he'd dig down, far enough to where he'd hit real dirt, dirt
something could grow in. No, he knew the fog would just suck up that, and
the fog must never feed again, the gas will remain; it will not be allowed
to grow.
Daeth passed old villages; he noticed skeletons, lifeless skeletons, and lifeless wood. Corpses and wood should not have had life to begin with, but it seemed even more dead that before. He searched for the mountains, he climbed the mountains, nothing helped, they were all too low, he wasted months wandering around in the fog and felt he could easily be going around in circles.
One day he found a fold of paper on the ground. He grabbed it and unfolded it, it was a map, it showed the mountains and villages all over, he pieced it together and discovered where he was, he also determined where the temple was, there was a place marked just a little south from where he was, a place called Outlook Mountain, that could possibly be the mountain he decided, and headed south.
He made a false step and crushed a few bones on a skeleton. "Hey! That was my husband!"
"What?" Daeth looked around to find the owner of that call.
"You just crushed my husband!"
"Who are you? Where are you?" Daeth was at the foot of a mountain range, the head of the range down to Outlook Mountain.
"My name is. Well, I don't remember. When I grew up on Outlook Island after my brother left, terrible things happened, the oceans got lower and such, and while everyone except us young people died, more people came, islands collapsed into the great sea, all Islands except ours, and I believe two others, anyway, I grew up and finally fell off the Island."
"You grew up and finally fell off?"
"My story I tell how I want to. My husband chased after me, and I believe his little brother is still there living a happy life, anyway, as to where I am, well, look next to my husbands skeleton."
Daeth looked down and saw another skeleton next to husband.
"That's me, while our bodies rotted our souls were too strong, and remained, but it's chipping at them, too."
"You mean, all these people, everyone's soul has been absorbed as well?"
"Oh yes, sad isn't it? How is it you have remained?"
"Me? Um. Well I guess the gas wants me to live, its kind of cared for me over the years, I wonder-"
"It's your destiny young one! Your destiny is somehow linked to the gas, if you were to kill yourself, maybe it would die!"
"Sorry ma'am, but I'm not ready to go just yet, I figure I do my part by breathing it in."
"Well suit yourself."
"I'm actually headed to Outlook Island."
"Ah, add more to their population, you know they're cannibals now, too many people, so they eat others. They also have f\a farm and some livestock, but its not enough."
"Well I'll manage."
"I know a shortcut, climb up hear and there is a cave to the very top of the mountain, it opens into the watch tower."
"Thank you, if I truly have a destiny to help this gas, I will never follow through, my purpose in life from now on is to conquer this gas, I will conquer these cursed lands and save them, and the gasses nutrients will return to the dirt, where the cycle of life begins."
"Remember, up there, the sun shines, it may be bright, but do not let it distract you."
Daeth passed old villages; he noticed skeletons, lifeless skeletons, and lifeless wood. Corpses and wood should not have had life to begin with, but it seemed even more dead that before. He searched for the mountains, he climbed the mountains, nothing helped, they were all too low, he wasted months wandering around in the fog and felt he could easily be going around in circles.
One day he found a fold of paper on the ground. He grabbed it and unfolded it, it was a map, it showed the mountains and villages all over, he pieced it together and discovered where he was, he also determined where the temple was, there was a place marked just a little south from where he was, a place called Outlook Mountain, that could possibly be the mountain he decided, and headed south.
He made a false step and crushed a few bones on a skeleton. "Hey! That was my husband!"
"What?" Daeth looked around to find the owner of that call.
"You just crushed my husband!"
"Who are you? Where are you?" Daeth was at the foot of a mountain range, the head of the range down to Outlook Mountain.
"My name is. Well, I don't remember. When I grew up on Outlook Island after my brother left, terrible things happened, the oceans got lower and such, and while everyone except us young people died, more people came, islands collapsed into the great sea, all Islands except ours, and I believe two others, anyway, I grew up and finally fell off the Island."
"You grew up and finally fell off?"
"My story I tell how I want to. My husband chased after me, and I believe his little brother is still there living a happy life, anyway, as to where I am, well, look next to my husbands skeleton."
Daeth looked down and saw another skeleton next to husband.
"That's me, while our bodies rotted our souls were too strong, and remained, but it's chipping at them, too."
"You mean, all these people, everyone's soul has been absorbed as well?"
"Oh yes, sad isn't it? How is it you have remained?"
"Me? Um. Well I guess the gas wants me to live, its kind of cared for me over the years, I wonder-"
"It's your destiny young one! Your destiny is somehow linked to the gas, if you were to kill yourself, maybe it would die!"
"Sorry ma'am, but I'm not ready to go just yet, I figure I do my part by breathing it in."
"Well suit yourself."
"I'm actually headed to Outlook Island."
"Ah, add more to their population, you know they're cannibals now, too many people, so they eat others. They also have f\a farm and some livestock, but its not enough."
"Well I'll manage."
"I know a shortcut, climb up hear and there is a cave to the very top of the mountain, it opens into the watch tower."
"Thank you, if I truly have a destiny to help this gas, I will never follow through, my purpose in life from now on is to conquer this gas, I will conquer these cursed lands and save them, and the gasses nutrients will return to the dirt, where the cycle of life begins."
"Remember, up there, the sun shines, it may be bright, but do not let it distract you."
