Or was it?

Link awoke in total blackness. He felt as though he was falling through eternal darkness. He couldn't see anything below, above, or around him...surprisingly, in this darkness, he could see every detail about his body...was this darkness or just a void of emptiness? Suddenly he felt a jolt at the back of his spine and he slowed down greatly. As he did, the "wind" he was hearing became voices, laughing at him, taunting him...

"Link, Link, go Link! You're our hero! Our heeee-roooo!" a voice said mockingly.

"Wha...where am I?!" Link said.

"Link...Link, the Hero of Time, killed by a simple knife wound he inflicted himself with!" another voice said. Then it began to cackle hideously, causing the hair on the back of Link's neck to stand on end.

"Link, our hero, get up! Get up, boy! We need saving! The world needs saving! Ha! And you can't do anything because you're DEAD!" yet another voice screamed. This voice was practically in his ear...

"Leave me alone!" Link cried out into the darkness.

The voices laughed all together and faded into the darkness. He sped up again, and the laughter became wind again.

"Where AM I?" Link said in a panic. "This must be my own hell or something...this is what I get for cutting myself so much..."

Suddenly everything went white again and he knew nothing more of the place.

He awoke in a beautiful place. It was in total contrast to where he was previously. And in front of him...he couldn't believe his eyes! The three goddesses stood before him, glowing in their beautiful light of red, blue and green...

"Link..." Nayru said. She had a loving, tender voice, courageous and fearless...but it also sounded harsh and wise. "As you know...you have died..."

"But it could be different..." Farore said. She had the same wiseness to Nayru's voice, but it was more prominent and less loving and courageous. It was balanced with harshness to her voice. "You could help them...and we could help you to do that..."

"Yes..." Din, the third goddess, said. Her voice was the most prominent in harshness, but she sounded wise, loving, and courageous also. "We have decided—although you have died—that we will send you back to the realm of the living to help them..."

"How?" Link asked. "How will I help them?"

"We will share with you our powers. Once at a time, however...we fear for you should we give them to you all at once..." Nayru replied.

"So...so, I have three chances to stop all of this? Then it'll all be okay again?"

"This is so." Farore said.

"You will begin immediately." Din said. "You will be sent back four years ago, a week before the incident. The rest...is up to you."

"You have a week to find out who is responsible, and should you figure that out, then you are to stop it all from happening." Nayru said. "First...you will receive the gift of wisdom from our sister Farore."

"And it will be so," said Farore. "Now...I give to you my power, the power of wisdom."

"O goddesses..." Link said, bending to one knee. "You are truly the merciful creators of this world. I will find who is responsible and bring justice to him."

"Be sure that you do...after three chances, nobody will have the chance to help again."

Link felt yet another whiteness envelope him and he closed his eyes, opening them in his home in the Kokiri Forest. It was about midnight. He looked down at his wrist; it was smooth. There were no cuts on it at all.

"This...this is too good to be true..." he muttered. And he cried with happiness...he had another chance to fix things. And he would. He set out immediately.

What he didn't know was, in the sky's deep blackness, the goddesses were watching far away, laughing at him...