So. BloodPain. Evil mask, but helps Link and his dear friend XXXXX later
on, but not without a cost (Not telling who it is, though..)
Chapter 4 - BloodPain
After collecting the Mask of Majora, which had its power released, I rested for a while in the Stock Pot Inn. (I know I said to the Hero that I'd be gone immediately, but who can blame me? Clock Town is a lovely place.) So, after booking a room (which turned out to be very shabby) I went to a fabulous bar called the Milk Bar. The concept of it confused me; a bar that only sells milk? Anyway, I ordered a glass of milk (which cost me 100 rupees, in celebration of the Hero) and watched the band that was performing on stage. "The Indigo-Go's", I think that's what their name was. Very good, performing a song called "On the back of a turtle".
At around midnight I left the bar, and walked out the door. Instead of going to my room in the Inn, I traveled to a platform opposite the Mayor's office, where I sat and looked at all the masks I had with me. The Mirror mask, The SoulGrasp Mask, Romani's mask and my personal favourite, Anafei's mask. Whenever I wore that one, I was inspired to search for the secrets of the lands, like I ahd loved to do in the earlier years, when Master Anafei was alive. My mentor told me that he received it from a place called the Realm of Masks. I myself was astounded at this claim, and so from that point I continually quizzed him on his experience there. All I got out from him was that the realm was a place of darkness, and despite the name, there looked as if there were no masks there at all.
As I closed my basckpack, I sat and stared up into the infinite reaches of the sky, and in particular, the Moon that had threatened to wipe out all of Termina. I wondered where the spirit of the mask had disappeared to. It was at that moment when I heard a voice inside my head.
"I'm right here, Resuum. I'm right here with you." It said.
"Who's there? Where are you?" I shouted in reply.
"Why, I'm inside you, Resuum. I am part of you. Now and forever.
I clutched at my head, and the voice began laughing a laugh of evil, of malice.
"I have a present for you, Resuum." The voice told me.
"NO! Begone, you evil creature..."
Suddenly, my face began to burn horribly. I yelled in pain..it was as if my very blood was boiling..i grabbed at my face, and the searing pain intensified. I could feel my skin roasting, burning, changing. I could feel it as it boiled under my fingertips...and I could do nothing about it. I screamed and writhed in agony, as the pain scarred my visage...and then it began to cool, as quickly as it had begun. But the coolness did not stop. Ice passed through my blood and it froze my facial features...my lips were chilled and obviously turning purple.
I screamed as loud as I could under the pain, but when the sound escaped my frozen lips, it was a soul-shattering screech of disturbing sound... and what part of my bone was not already affected by the ice was chilled. The screech hung in the air, and suddenly I collapsed face down.
The heat was gone. The ice was gone. But what was before me pained me and punished me more than these tortures.
I lifted myself and touched my face. I was wearing a mask. I took it off and turned it around. I stared deep into it's eyes.
It was a circular mask coloured red on one side and black on the other. Around the left eye were images of a person in terrible pain. On the right side was a person, rising from a grave, and standing on the figure from the left side. It was frightening.
It was the BloodPain.
Chapter 4 - BloodPain
After collecting the Mask of Majora, which had its power released, I rested for a while in the Stock Pot Inn. (I know I said to the Hero that I'd be gone immediately, but who can blame me? Clock Town is a lovely place.) So, after booking a room (which turned out to be very shabby) I went to a fabulous bar called the Milk Bar. The concept of it confused me; a bar that only sells milk? Anyway, I ordered a glass of milk (which cost me 100 rupees, in celebration of the Hero) and watched the band that was performing on stage. "The Indigo-Go's", I think that's what their name was. Very good, performing a song called "On the back of a turtle".
At around midnight I left the bar, and walked out the door. Instead of going to my room in the Inn, I traveled to a platform opposite the Mayor's office, where I sat and looked at all the masks I had with me. The Mirror mask, The SoulGrasp Mask, Romani's mask and my personal favourite, Anafei's mask. Whenever I wore that one, I was inspired to search for the secrets of the lands, like I ahd loved to do in the earlier years, when Master Anafei was alive. My mentor told me that he received it from a place called the Realm of Masks. I myself was astounded at this claim, and so from that point I continually quizzed him on his experience there. All I got out from him was that the realm was a place of darkness, and despite the name, there looked as if there were no masks there at all.
As I closed my basckpack, I sat and stared up into the infinite reaches of the sky, and in particular, the Moon that had threatened to wipe out all of Termina. I wondered where the spirit of the mask had disappeared to. It was at that moment when I heard a voice inside my head.
"I'm right here, Resuum. I'm right here with you." It said.
"Who's there? Where are you?" I shouted in reply.
"Why, I'm inside you, Resuum. I am part of you. Now and forever.
I clutched at my head, and the voice began laughing a laugh of evil, of malice.
"I have a present for you, Resuum." The voice told me.
"NO! Begone, you evil creature..."
Suddenly, my face began to burn horribly. I yelled in pain..it was as if my very blood was boiling..i grabbed at my face, and the searing pain intensified. I could feel my skin roasting, burning, changing. I could feel it as it boiled under my fingertips...and I could do nothing about it. I screamed and writhed in agony, as the pain scarred my visage...and then it began to cool, as quickly as it had begun. But the coolness did not stop. Ice passed through my blood and it froze my facial features...my lips were chilled and obviously turning purple.
I screamed as loud as I could under the pain, but when the sound escaped my frozen lips, it was a soul-shattering screech of disturbing sound... and what part of my bone was not already affected by the ice was chilled. The screech hung in the air, and suddenly I collapsed face down.
The heat was gone. The ice was gone. But what was before me pained me and punished me more than these tortures.
I lifted myself and touched my face. I was wearing a mask. I took it off and turned it around. I stared deep into it's eyes.
It was a circular mask coloured red on one side and black on the other. Around the left eye were images of a person in terrible pain. On the right side was a person, rising from a grave, and standing on the figure from the left side. It was frightening.
It was the BloodPain.