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Epilogue: The Dream Has Ended
Copyright: I do not own Zelda, Nintendo does. Story by Habuki Productions.
A malicious evil was going to overwhelm the earth; this evil would come from the west, deep inside where the sun shone itself out. This evil would be unpredictable, it would also be unstoppable, and no matter how hard the people tried, it just wouldn't be stopped. The man's evil was from that of the sacred triangles; he would get his hands upon one of the select triangles and gain the power of the Gods. There would be no stopping this man; the people's armour and blades were defenseless against the new magic that had tried to decimate it. Other magic would just negate when show in the power of the sorcerer's, though there was still a small chance that the future would be bright.
This glimmer of hope came from that in the form of a man, a man that possessed the blade of Evil's Bane, a powerful tool required to win. A hero he would be called, this hero would have with him an instrument able to control the flow of time, and that his name would be the Hero of Time. The Goddesses had predicted that the Hero of Time would descend down from the lush forest and take the power to kill the evil. The power would be in the form of that special sword that had been crafted from the ancient all those thousands and thousands of years ago. Their only purpose for crafting the weapon was so the majestic sword of greatness would divert the prophecy, when it came true.
It seemed that this hero's blade was that of a long sword, it was crafted so beautifully with the silver gleam that shone off of it in the morning sun. This holy sword, rivaling that of Excalibur from the old Arthurian legends, would possess the power to once and for all banish any sort of evil that existed. Not only this power from the blade was not just in sword-skill; it could also borrow the power from the Goddesses and punish anyone with evil in their heart. Smothering that evil, the sword could literally slice them in half in only an instant though only condensed to the form of a Hylian man's. The ancient Hylians constructed it, so in a sense, it was thought that the Hero of Time would be that of Hylian descent--it seemed the will might be true.
A sword of this beauty was never shown the sun, because it simply was too hazardous to keep in the hands of those that could use it for evil purposes. The power was able to banish good, though it was constructed in such a way that anyone could handle it with the ease of manipulation from the current user. There was no way the ancients were going to let such a destructible weapon fall into the hands of evil, so it was covered in rosary and a spell was casts. The enchanting bondmen pushed the sword down into a slab of rock, just like the old legends of Excalibur, and stated that only the purest of heart could pull it out, the slab called the Pedestal of Time. Also, to further the fact that an evil mage couldn't break the rosary, it was sealed inside the ancient Temple of light, and the sword was sealed between a thick wall and another spell.
This new enchantment stated that there were three pieces of a puzzle that were needed, plus two more that were required from the ancients. The first three were magical stones, each that had been created by the Goddesses, one for each race that the selected Goddess protected. The forest children were given the Emerald of Farore, the Golems of the north were given the ruby of Din, and mermaids of the east were given the Sapphire of Naryu. Each were selective races and when those three were gathered, the last two came from the Hylians, they were a sacred ocarina called the Ocarina of Time, and a tune. This tune would be that called the Song of Time and with that played, the user holding the three jewels, only then would the wall, later called the Door of Time, be opened.
The Door of Time was not only used to conceal the Master Sword, what the ancients called it, since they decided that only one master would be decided for the sword, they also sealed the Sacred Realm in there. Before the Door of Time was made, the temple was sealed off even from the ancients themselves, because the entire purpose of the temple was to guard the Sacred Realm--a place where the Triforce rested. When the wall was erected, several of the best wizards in Hyrule pushed the Sacred Realm back where the Door of Time and the Master Sword rested. Sealed up, this meant that the public was free to roam inside of this entire temple, save for the sacred Door of Time, which was inoperable, and worship. So the entire establishment was transformed into a beautiful church, somewhere that people all over could go too and worship the ancient sages, and even the Goddesses themselves.
That was how it went for as long as anyone could remember, the ancients had predicted that prophecy so long ago, that when they passed on it was forgotten. Sure, it had been hung up in the temple, but after the misfit guidance of the new leaders, taken down for fear that people wouldn't come to the church. Before long the church had turned into scandal, and even had attempted breaks at the Sacred Realm, none ever coming close enough to cause it. And even if they would, there was no way to get inside the Sacred Realm without moving the Master Sword, it had been crafted as some sort of key. It was, in a sense, a door to the realm of the gods and when it was pushed aside, only then could someone go inside and venture the Triforce's powers.
Soon it was forgotten about the scandals, the church returned to a holy place, since the criminals realized there even with the jewels, song and ocarina there was no way to get to the realm. Still, others tried and formed from their un-attempted reaches were a board of elders, some of the ancient's offspring that retained their wisdom. These people of Hyrule, they called themselves a board, though it was later on adopted into that of a Kingdom, the entire place where the Hylians lived was. A Kingdom was adopted because the people had no leadership; the oldest of the elders was appointed a king and the rest were made in as royal advisors. It worked, for the most part, because the Royal Family was assigned the privilege to hold and secure the Tune of the Royal Family, which soon generations later forgot and also to keep the Ocarina of Time safe.
It proved hard, because more and more bandits from other races came and the Hylians were proved the second-weakest race, right before the Forest Children. Though they were the wisest and the best at crafting tools, which seemed to be the purpose at why the Gods had chosen them over the other races. The Goddess's' children as they were sometimes called, and with the advisory of the newfound board, there was selected guardians for these people. Perhaps considered the most powerful, though the gentlest of the races, the Shiekah were entitled the gift of protecting the entire Royal Family. Of course many gave their lives to fulfill these duties, they took mostly pride in protecting the family, since they were one of the closest races to the Hylians. It worked out, since none of the Shiekah (they were very limited in number) turned against the family and any other race hardly stood a chance.
All was fine and at peace until a new race came upon the scene, they hailed from the west just as the legends had predicted (though at this time the scrolls were either hidden or lost) and had brought with them a lot of complications. A race full of women, they appointed a leader every hundred years, the only male that was allowed to live, and that male ran until he reached the ripe age of one-hundred. Somehow they had received the gift of longevity, which allowed some to go on as much as two hundred, even three hundred years if they were lucky. The warrior women were untrustworthy and at times a bit of a hassle, since they moved upon the Hylian men to breed with, since they looked so much alike. The only difference were that some of them had longer noses, darker skin, and yellowish eyes, which seemed to be the eeriest thing of all. That wasn't the worst part, was that the people of this land, later taken on by the Hylian country, this Gerudo wanted to be the rulers, and so started a war.
The war was only eighty years before the present time, so it stayed long in every one's mind, so everyone remembered that the cause of the time were the Gerudos. They had been initiated into Hyrule for about fifty years when the current leader had died and within twenty years a new one was about, a cockier one. This man, his name was never really known, had wanted more power, so he had scandalized with all the races about rumors about one another. He had lied and manipulated the people, never really fighting on their side, but getting them to attack one another until a full-blown war had been started. Each race seemed to have a grudge against the each other, except the Forest children and their sacred tree that had recently seen the tensions and sealed up the forest, making attacking them inevitable.
Each one was attacking each other, except the Gerudo, which had seemed nothing but a small little threat, that were the newcomers and thought to be undermined. That happened as each race sliced at each other's throats, the Golems against the Mermaids, the Mermaids against the Hylians, and the Hylians against the Golems. The only race, aside the Kokiiri and Gerudo, that formed alliances with one another were the Shiekah, they remained loyal to their races and fought in the Hylian army. As a result, in the current state of time, there were none of them, save except four or five of the Shiekah left, the majority of them were wiped out. Not that they didn't go out with a fight, many bravely died for the Hylians and were honored greatly for their efforts, relived as a true race, those Shadow People.
As the third year of the war passed on, it was realized among some of the races that the Gerudo had stated these facts about them, then they compared. A cease-fire was initiated for about three months when the leader of the Golem, the Mermaid King, and the Hylian King met in the center of the Hyrule Field. Each of them discussed the propaganda that had been established since the time that the fighting had started almost four-year prior. As the conference lasted more than three months, another treaty was established, and by the time the four-year had started, the conference was over. Though there was something different in the air, the alliances had been made between the Fire, Water and Light races of the world to protect one another, their enemy: The Gerudo.
The Hylians had found out that the Gerudo had started their rumors, as had the other races, so the sights were set upon eliminating the Gerudo. That was the only objective left, the biggest threat was the un-named leader, he needed to be thrown off his position of power, of the world would be in terror. The monsters were large, but with the combined forces of the peoples of Hyrule, the new country simply didn't stand that much of a chance. Each race, except the neutral Kokiiri, were called in great numbers as soldiers, citizens, even the leaders themselves participated in the war to stop the dreaded monsters from the desert. There was little effort to stop them as they passed deep into the Gerudo Valley and almost six months after the time the conference ended, they took over the Gerudo land and killed the dreaded King.
It seemed grim between the nations, though peace was established that after a few years of negotiations--without the Gerudo King, the forces soon fell, leaving many Gerudo alive. Even though the Gerudo were the enemies of all the nations, they were a part of Hyrule, some wanted them annexed from the country, though the Hylian King wouldn't see it. Nor would any of the others, and the Gerudos were left as they were, it was just they weren't appointed a king, since their religion didn't permit a king to be appointed, it had to be born. At all the future meetings between the people, a main woman represented them; she was called the Temporary King, until the next was born. This wouldn't be long, not at all, for soon there was a boy born from that of a woman and a Hylian, his skin darker than the rest of them, some thinking he was born of a dragon--and his name was Ganondorf.
This child of the Gerudo didn't come until a long time, about thirty years prior to the normal time, though he was a different child, better than the others were. Excelled where most Gerudo wouldn't hope to achieve, he was one of the firsts that inherited the ability to perform the magical arts. When the women bred with the Hylian men, usually the magical affect was shot out because magic was a submissive gene. It didn't make sense to some, but to others he was thought of as a god, maybe a man who would lead the land of Hyrule into an age of supremacy. The last hundred or so years after the war had been true, they had excelled, maybe the Triforce could be uncovered and grand complete happiness?
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It seemed so ironic that thirty years after he was born that the man had been spared, he hadn't suffered the war, though he was the consequence. If the monsters had simply been killed off so long ago then there wouldn't have been a problem in this world, the evil would cease to exist. He thought about this as he peered around the corner and saw that the dust had disappeared, the light blue colour had also disintegrated. In its place, he saw that the Pedestal of Time was there, though the final key that had restricted him back all these years was no longer in place. Ganondorf couldn't help but laugh; the boy had been either sucked up in the Sacred Realm, or shocked to death for angering the sword, leaving the Sacred Realm open just for him.
Its so sad, he won't be here to watch me triumph. And the best part was there were no more distractions, no monsters in the Sacred Realm that protected the Triforce from anyone else. It had all disappeared; those stupid ancients had been so misguided, that they had forgotten to set anything inside of this place, a guard or a monster. He really could have used the challenge, he knew after this, there would no one else, there wouldn't be a person that could match his power, nor his skill. Not that anyone could of before, he had ranked above all the limits in tournaments held by all of Hyrule, fighting tournaments, and had decimated that young boy. He hadn't killed him, he needed the kid because he liked to toy with people, and now the child was gone, which disappointed him, he wanted the little brat to grow up and try to face him in combat.
Of course there was still a chance, that small little percentage that no one thought about, that the boy could be the one, the Hero of Time. A Hero of Legends that would claim that sword and cut him down as soon as their powers melted together, they would face and the boy would win. As preposterous as it sounded, he couldn't help think about it, the destiny so far had come true and was about too come about and be received. His conscious, or what was left of it, showed him that the consequences for letting the boy live could have been vile, and now he wasn't too know what exactly happened too him. Being here on those fake peace conferences had just been a trap, though that little wench had gone about and spoiled it, the King already had his head.
He thought about it as he walked towards the opening door, the slit where the Master Sword had rested was a portal, it was glimmering white and just inviting him inward, though he still thought. That little bitch, the surprise attack was now ruined, the King was probably gathering up his armies as they spoke, and he knew whose fault it was, that princess. From the start, he knew that stuck-up brat hadn't believed a word he said, she could sense it in her tone and just the rude snootiness she gave him. Of course he had brushed it off and even had considered her jealous, but that was before last night, she had approached her father while the peace talks were underway, showing him the proof. He had no idea where she got it, though what she held in her hand was a slip of paper, the submission that the peace talks were not valid, there had never been anything signed.
Even Zelda's father hadn't believed her at first, he muttered as he walked forward, slipping past those wonderful jewels from the races he had tortured, then stepped inside of her, thinking about the end results. Of course, at first the King was laughing and thinking she was jealous, but it was a few hours later that the talks had ended for the night that he took real looks at it. Signed upon with the real Hylian signature, there was no way to duplicate it, it was sealed as though the proof itself had been startled about. That was when uproar began, he ordered and rushed to the place to explain his reasons for this, the treasonous ones that seemed so invalid. Ganondorf had been prepared for the worst, so he explained in calm words that his government was slow and simply the right procedures had not been received, knowing full well the King wouldn't accept it.
Of course they weren't, the man didn't declare war upon the Gerudo, though from his actions he just might as well have, the man was kicked from the palace. Though he would show them, he grinned a little as his steps stride forwards towards where the portal was engulfing itself open, looking precious. Just like a woman's wound, he grinned a bit, and nodded, and between that was the motherland of all treasures, the Triforce was awaiting his arrival. He knew deep in his mind that the one to pay that most when he became King of the World would not be the King, though surely he would kill him. Who would suffer and beg for mercy the most would be that little princess, though she was no where to be found, she had disappeared on horseback, he knew she was gone before the race began--her horse was just too fast.
Not that it matters, soon I will be able to track down that pathetic girl and her nursemaid, and the two of them will pay dearly for their lives, his voice screamed out. Of course he was just thinking it, but somehow it was like the beneficial factors of his mind had created shock waves with that brain of his. It wouldn't surprise him; he had always been smart, though now thinking was not upon him, he felt that the rims of the Sacred Realm were opening. Opening an entrance for him, the neutrality of the Triforce would be the downfall for all of Hyrule, the manipulative power was just too good too be true. Though he believed the legends, especially as they were living infront of him now, and the least thing he was worried about now was being wrong. The idea of being wrong now was not simply an answer, the portal showing a golden white worry about as the Triforce was sealed deep in the back, he stepped inside knowing the legends were true, they just had to be.
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"It seems that the realm legends are as true as they proclaim!" A triumphant Ganondorf yelled out, he was standing in the room, the bright white room where there seemed to be nothing around for him. His claims were not in vain, the legends of the beautiful three triangles were real, they were because he could sense it upon the air. Not just that, there was this feeling of warmth, an eternal power that made the gooseflesh upon you is skin break out, the presence of a God. Well, there was something, though it had breached at the very end of the room, a small speck, though a great distance from the way he looked upon it. Circulated, unguarded from anyone in the world was simply three triangles; each of them connected at the right, left and bottom sides of them, forming the Triforce.
It was almost too good to be true, he smiled as those footfalls reached forward, the sudden echo of them making him stop in his tracks and look around. Behind him was the slim portal, just the size of his muscular frame, which led out towards the other room, the Door of Time and Hyrule. To his left and right were nothing but empty white space, it seemed you could walk forever and never reach the end of this seemingly huge maze. It would of all been stupid, if not he had looked north and saw what was awaiting him, it growing smaller as he took larger steps forward. Those sacred triangles and the portal were the only two visible things; the Sacred Realm seemed to be an uncharted place, another world in itself, just unshaped.
As when this world was taken, Hyrule, he might create another world, he thought as he took out from the walk and increased to a fast job. His new world would be a glorious land, where he would only allow species of his into there, the others would rot inside of this ridiculous Hyrule. He had no love for this country, and knew when he was ruler that the land would rot, all of it, except the Gerudo Valley and beyond, that was his homeland. Ganondorf had no love, though he seemed too for his home-land and since they had been treated so badly, he was going to make it up to them as best as he could, after all he was their King first. Closer and closer he came towards the triangles, they already stretching towards forty feet tall, when he broke out into a huge run.
His pace kept up until he was running with all his might; the beautiful triangles had finally come within a few feet, when he halted himself. Not even wanting to touch, afraid he might harm it, a hand came a few inches from it and abruptly stopped when the triangles began to glow brightly. Savoring the sweet feeling that overcame him, he could say that this lust was better than any sex that he had ever experienced. The flow of his orgasm was almost apparent, he knew in the back of his mind that he was getting turned on the sight of this, this overwhelming power. The shining of the bright gold had shined down for the last two minutes when a beautiful voice came out, it was one of the Goddesses, Ganondorf could presume, maybe even all three combined into one person.
"I am the Triforce, I am entitled to neutrality and will enlist the wish upon any person in the world, no matter what race or alignment. I know no boundaries, now tell me my child, what is you're wish?" It spoke softly as the man's fingers grazed the top of it, he had began to control himself, almost frightened when the gods began to spoke.
"My wish? Its been so long since I have been asked that, I have dreamt for this moment since I was a young child, what I could wish for. The legendary Triforce before me and now I am stalling?" He broke into a nervous laughter, Ganondorf was human after all, he was entitled to a little human emotion, and 'little' was the key word. Usually showing none, it was a different story when you were talking face to face with the most powerful being in the universe, one that could crush you like an insignificant bug.
"My child, I have seen you're past and present. I cannot predict you're future, which is for you to decide. Now tell me, what is you're wish and how will you touch the force, will you go for it whole and attempt to gain all the pieces, or simply claim one and leave the rest to others? It is claimed that taking all is unwise." It had said in the legends that the Triforce could be broken, though not even Ganondorf had read about this, though he seemed to ignore it.
"I shall have it all! I wish for Hyrule, I wish for the world of Hyrule and to be granted the King of Evil! And I want the entire power of that force!" Ignoring what the Goddess or the owner of the Triforce said, he went ahead and took a hold of the entire thing, he would claim it all for himself. Laughing maniacally, he seized a hand forward and spread both of his arms open as he literally brought the three triangles into a huge hug. His arms wrapped about the thing, he knew in his mind he was not going to let this thing go, he would cling too it for dear life, he was very power-hungry, that was evident. They shrunk down to his size, to that so that the two could fit inside of his arms; the entire forces only about four feet wide inside of his arms. It was much easier to hold it now, without the fear of being crushed if it tipped over, but before he could relish the voice began to laugh, then it happened.
Right before his eyes, the force split into three pieces, the connected triangles, seemed to stretch out away from him, except the top one that remained in his hands. Holding onto the top one, which had turned a bright crimson, he clawed for the other ones that had turned blue and green, only to see his hands easily slip through them. As the laughter went on, he watched with dreadfully as the two pieces shot forward at what seemed to be the speed of light, one of them for the portal, the other into the whiteness. The blue piece shot deep inside portal and relished back to Hyrule, while the green one circled around until a hidden portal opened, that one disappearing also. Ganondorf, to say the least, was flabbergasted as the two pieces disappeared, the final one embedding upon his left hand, the piece shining, only the top golden piece was lit.
"It was a mind full of lust and power which has caused these events. The user with the Triforce must claim the pieces for good; otherwise the pieces will be shattered. You're personality is that of the fiery Din, so you are shone down with the piece of Power! Though, you are granted you're wish, the consequence, is the piece you are rewarded is that of you're personality, now begone!" A gush of wind felt like it pushed the man forward and he was thrown backwards, trying to grip anywhere and missing, his body slamming through the portal and back into the real world.
"Damnit, damnit! Curse you Goddesses!" He spit out towards the shut portal; he had transported back into the real world only a few seconds ago and was shown that there was nothing waiting for him. Even if he somehow broke back inside of the realm, the portal entries in that dimension were phenomenal and it might cause him to search for thousands and thousands of years (somehow he knew he had immortality, maybe the Goddess has said it.) Of course not, he had screwed it up and instead of pretending that his heart was full of purity; the lust for power had taken of his body. Somehow he had lost his nerve, probably the first time he ever had, and he knew that it would be the last, there would be no more screwing up! Ganondorf couldn't even remember most of the event, all he remembered is that the woman of the Triforce had spoke that he received the piece of Din, that power.
Holding his hands forward, the man smiled as the power started to curdle inside of his hands, there seemed to be huge amounts of Ki stored inside of these hands. But when he pushed forward and slammed his hands into a nearby wall, he was astonished to see that half the wall, this beautiful indestructible wall, had been disintegrated. Something that the ancients said that not even the Triforce itself could break through, a temple used to conceal it, and he realized that with one piece he did it. If the man remembered right the other pieces were Wisdom and Courage, he had the Power, so there really wasn't anything to discuss maybe this was a good thing. Of course, locating the Princess required the Wisdom peace, though he could rule the country of Hyrule with this, he knew he could, there was no power in the world that could stop him.
"Maybe this won't be so bad, I can get out and in quickly of this temple, round up and attack." His face formed that of a smirk as he pulled the black cape he always wore around himself and spun around, feeling the familiar feel of the desert coming. He was going home and when he returned, maybe in a week or so, there would be a force so powerful that not even the King himself could laugh upon it!
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The King thought it was a joke, since the incident with Ganondorf, the castle had been on guard, though there really was nothing to worry about. He had suspected that the new King, Ganondorf, might attack the place, though with the armies from all the nations, there wasn't much chance at succeeding in the effort. It would have been a joyful display to see, if he could have shared it with his daughter, then the two could have laughed as the remaining Gerudo were dying. A meeting had been conducted a few days prior to the incident with Ganondorf and the nations of Hyrule had agreed that if the man were to attack, then the entire nation of the Gerudo would be smashed. Then there was what had happened with Zelda, he had promised that he would apologize to her for mis-reading her visions (she was probably as great as her mother was) though she was missing.
Zelda had been gone about eight days when the first sight of the Gerudo came back to the King; the leader at the front was Ganondorf. The boy had been worried ever since, he had sent out search parties, hoping that the man had not captured his daughter, though there was no evidence. No evidence claimed this, plus the fact that Impa was away, he had discovered this later one, brought him peace in his long-time Shiekah friend. She had probably foreseen the danger that might come this way and had taken her away from this mess, it was a good thing, he thought. That Kakariko Village, that was probably where she was, and so he had sent out a messenger that night, the following morning was when the forces were discovered marching towards Hyrule.
A scout had spotted them over near the newly formed Lon Lon Ranch at about 2 am that night and had rode full force upon his steed (they were moving at a slow stride) towards the castle. His admission was let in at about 7 a.m. that morning, which he raced harder through the market place, scaring many peasants, and hit the gate at about 12 p.m. that day. After being contacted in with commission board and finally allowed to see the king, the boy was exhausted, and feverishly explained the situation. There wasn't an accurate number at how many Gerudo there were in the village of the desert people, though it seemed every horse, every Gerudo and weapon were prepared. They seemed ready for battle, at the front came the man with the cape, that evil red-haired man, the boy had explained, and the King knew exactly who.
Since the King was so modest, of course the man had provided the boy a bed and food for his valiant efforts to reach the castle so quickly, promptly telling him not to worry. There really was nothing to worry about, where he had last left the Knights guarding the borders only sixty miles from Hyrule Market Castle, they would take them down. If not, then the man would simply call of the infantry and squadrons around all the borders of Hyrule, then if that didn't work, he would ask for aid from the other countries. Unbeknownst to the Gerudo, a secret alliance was between all the races, except the Kokiirish and Gerudo, which stated in case of war, that they bind together. In an all-together victory from before, there seemed to be no stopping them, that was until he received report that the knights had been slaughtered.
"What is the meaning of this!" He screamed out, the report had come about forty-eight hours after the boy messenger had arrived from the posts, that was where the battle had started and stretched towards the gates of the castle, he was speaking to a knight that had barely escaped the battle.
"Sire, there…it was Ganondorf, he had with him his troops, but they didn't attack, he attacked, with some sort of power, something our mages couldn't hope to stand up against. We tried out best, I am sorry to say that it was futile, he wiped us out with minimal effort, he just raised his right hand and the that triangle!" The man broke into hysterics, beginning to cry about the triangles, until he was pulled away by two sorrowful guards, taking him to the dungeon for a psychotic test.
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More and more reports began to flood all over the country of Hyrule; it seemed that Ganondorf had decided to save Hyrule for the last place of punishment. Maybe he was decimating the forces so that the King wasn't able to take him on, the aide that he so heavily relied on had been destroyed before his eyes. From the south, the Kokiiri (they had sent an intelligent Deku Scrub as an advisor for the first time in years) were being invaded for the first time ever. It was an astonishing trick that somehow the power of Ganondorf was able to penetrate those forbidden woods, something no one could ever had done. The power of this man had grown, everyone could foresee it, but no one really knew the extent of it when they traveled forward more and hit the Zoras.
There was barely an advisor that could have gotten out; most of the Zoras had been fried from the fire magic that escaped the triangles on the man's hand. The Zoras home had also been sealed up with a giant layer of ice, it had killed several of them, though most were left to live in the harsh winter, either to die from dry scales or simply frostbite. He had heard it from the Deku Scrub, now the Zora's were proclaiming that a sacred triangle, the same that was used to open their entrance, was being used against them. Most demanded explanations, all wanted peace, but none of them couldn't imagine the power that still leaked inside of this evil Gerudo. Then the Gorons were hit, they weren't hit as hard as the Zoras, though many had confined the mountain up and all the Gorons sealed themselves up when he hit Kakariko and the Goron City, making the place erupt, the volcano.
It was only by pure luck did anyone survive, it was stopped by a giant boulder, though not before some of the lava escaped and killed several hundreds of people in Kakariko. All that was established there would and could be repaired, it was just the damage upon the mountain was more fierce than ever. There seemed to be more eruptions than ever, most never reaching Kakariko, they usually hit the Goron City and destroyed most of the landmarks, since the Golems were hidden. The King heard that the temples, the ancient temples were beginning to open, there were monsters leaking out of them and going out for revenge, for the blood of whomever it could get. Also there were rumors about the Forest and Water temples also awakening from the Kokiiri and the Zoras, though he wasn't sure since any more messages had been sent between the two countries.
Of course the worst damage of all was created when all this was over, the entire aide that was needed by the Hylians--the people were very suspicious. All had a simple idea that the Triforce had been opened and the Sacred Realm had been taken over, all except a few strongholds that seemed to be holding this place together. Another war had broken out, this time between all the nations and the Gerudos, just like last time, except this time the results would be very different. They were very worried now, especially when they checked the Temple of Light for strange events, they found the Door of Time open, and the Master Sword gone. Mass panic began to arise, the public knew of course, many fled before the terror that's name was Ganondorf could arrive, some stayed and met the fate.
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It was just shy two months since the man had received the Triforce of Power that his regime came upon that doors of the castle during the day, only to be met by a shut door. His hands were out and it was easily blown apart, the door falling down towards the water and hitting the ground, breaking into several pieces. They were just what were needed for the horses to march into the castle, though all of the people dismounted their horses and took out the huge Arabian swords. None were needed of course, a magical and physical shield of his protected all those within a certain distance of Ganondorf. It seemed indestructible, especially when they hit inside of the town and several mages and archers wondered why the magic and arrows were of no use.
These foes were met when the man named Ganon raised his hands into the air and fired a huge shot upon them, destroying everything within a four hundred meter radius. That took most of the Castle Town Market, the knights that had displayed the efforts, and the valiant souls of the shopkeepers who wanted to be around for the Apocalypse. When the smoke cleared, there were things that were unaffected, the Temple of Time hadn't been affected because he had cleared it, he wanted to break into that Sacred Realm someday, but the rest had been hit, aside the castle, which was too far away anyway. Other places were stretched and ugly, the torn curtains, the rotten and blown sidewalks, and even a few people were around, the man ordering his girl soldiers to go to work. These men were promptly gutted and hung upon poles for displays for those who didn't obey Ganondorf, a flag was hung in the market about two hours later when all the bodies had been killed, he setting out for the palace--his new home.
It had taken a gloomy tone around the entire place of Hyrule; everyone was too preoccupied with his or her own efforts to help the poor Hylian Royal Family. The King of Hyrule was glad when the man appeared over the horizon, only two of three Gerudo women with him, the rest were busy ran-sacking and taking care of those with attitudes. The others with him held swords in their hands, the man had two sheathed swords behind his back was not in the mood to use them, he had better plans. Held between his hands was a firm ball of Ki energy, though it was not the kind had had seen during his own training in the art of controlling power. All energy was blue, even evil, though this was clearly the energy of him, though it was situated black, black and electrifying purple surrounding it.
The ball of energy was released before he was even a mile before the place, the Gerudo hanging close to him and watching with a fierce intensity at the fireworks. All the guards that were at the castle were doing was protecting the King, there had been some outside, though they had either been cut to ribbons or ran away inside the castle. He didn't blame them; the King didn't, because soon he felt the sliding of warm piss down his leg, the shiver of content that he associated with the fact that he was going to die. He knew it, there was no denying it, though he wasn't scared, and seemed even glad that it was over, the prophecies seemed to be in order. There the entire castle was thrown forward; he had been out in the front courtyard, watching the descent of Ganondorf from down a hill, the energy hitting towards him, though being shone off by the vaporizing bodies around him.
The entire place around the castle was decimated; it also seemed that the place had been changed from that of heaven, to that of hell. All of the grass was gone, in its place was rocky hard rock, several structures had been reduced to nothing, including several parts of land, and there was water in the place of that though. A complete circle around the castle was carved out, so that the castle was standing upon only a single stalk, there seemed to be no way inside of the broken structure, since none of it was left hardly anyway. The waters below had been hit by the dark energy and turned to lava; there was no long cool wet and refreshing water, but scalding magma in its place. A heavenly utopia had been transformed into a volcano, even the structure was different, the castle looked closer to the entrance now, it was like they had had an earthquake and had been moved.
Every one of his men was dead, save a few that either had no arms or legs, and was too helpless, either crying in intense pain, or simply dying of blood loss. None could protect him, though as the King watched the man close the mile into a few hundred meters, he felt no fear in him, and he felt this was destiny. The King had never believed in prophecies, his widow had been like that and as his daughter, that was safe with the Shiekah--for this he was glad. But now as he watched it, he remembered the prophecy about the evil from the west, from the desert that would put a trial upon Hyrule and its people. There was also another part about this evil losing, he hoped that the Triforce, another piece (he saw that the man only had one), fell into the hands of the hero. While he prayed this to the Goddesses, the evil man came within a few feet from him, a hand going back and telling the guards of his to wait the Gerudo.
"My dear King, what has happened?" His smile was evil, pure and simple evil as he watched the man with piss running down his royal robes, a man that was broken, he had been shattered. The castle was no more; it was not the same, there were bitter pieces left; though they would be erected by the power that was in his hands.
"You should know, you desert bastards--I should have listened to Zelda." He whispered under his breath, a gloved hand of Ganondorf's going forward and holding the man's old face up so it stared into the youthful appearance of Ganon's. Not really youthful, though the King was gray and in his fifties, while this man was in his late twenties, still in the prime of his life and with the Triforce, probably would live forever.
"Yes, you're bitchy kid was very right, I commend her on her actions, unfortunately she isn't here, she escaped my clutches, a lot smarter than you, you stupid old man. You are broken, I can tell." He smiled.
I am broken, but I am stronger than you are, I will face death without fear, I won't fear him. This brought a smile to his face, he looked the newly appointed King of Evil straight into the eyes and hacked back, spitting straight into his face. This was brought with a punch, the ferocity was so large that he felt several of his teeth give away and his jaw was probably broken, he falling to one knee and crying out in pain.
"That'll teach you, you fucking bitch." Ganondorf opened his hands and a towel was displayed in his hands, the handkerchief was matted by one of the female Gerudos and washed the spit from him. Within a minute, another towel came and wiped his face clean and he looked down towards the man and questioned in a curious tone. "If you can talk, tell me why you were smiling, if not, write it."
The King reached inside of his robes, Ganondorf knew his attire well, and took out some of the Royal Family Stationary (Ha, there was no more Royal family, might as well call it paper.) This is when he attained a pen from the pocket of his robes and began to write, despite the pain that was flaring deep inside of his mouth. It hurt too much to speak, even if his jaw was okay and he could formulate the words, he knew in his mind that they wouldn't come out right. He knew for sure that this was it, it was over, though he wasn't afraid, so he wrote for his heart's content as much as he could, until the page was full. When he was finished, he wrote in clear print, he tore the piece of paper off the pad, then threw the pen and pad off of the side, into the lake below.
The King knew this was it because soon the man's eyes became enflamed with anger, and he reached into his back and slid out the sword, that beautiful blade. He couldn't recognize the craftsmanship, though he knew it was a good brand, especially when the monster flew forward and aimed right for the center of his neck. It was in an instant, the shock hit so hard that the former King of Hyrule was totally unaware of what was happening, he couldn't even see anymore. His last thought had been what he wrote, about what pissed the man off so much; he had hit a tender subject and had paid for it, oh well. It beat being tortured to death, which was for sure, the man was happy with his life, and hoped that if the hero did indeed come, he would help her daughter, and then his life ended.
"That stupid moron." He grunted, a snaky tongue coming out and licking the blood upon the sword, grinning as it dripped from his lips when he slid it back into the sheath.
"What did it say, Lord Ganondorf?" Spoke the high commander of the Gerudo forces, the man turning towards her, crumbling the note up and noting her bravery, it was admirable. That wasn't what he needed in his country, a hand going forward and shooting out a deep thunderbolt that seemed to come from the many dark clouds around the castle. The bolt erupted and struck down inside the body of the poor woman, she letting out a shriek of pain before she fell upon the ground and sunk down, shivering. Again and again the bolts struck until only ashes remained, the man tearing the note up and striking one last bolt of lightning, the note being struck open. That was when a gentle breeze picked itself up and brushed the ends of the ashes and the note off the castle, never being revealed to anyone else.
"Anyone else want to know what the hell it said!" He growled out and several of the women shook their heads, the remaining bunch just shut the hell up even with movements and didn't shake or anything. That was when he smirked and nodded, that was good they were going to obey, the Gerudo were listening with his Iron Fist establishment set up, and soon all of them would. Hyrule was the capital of this nation, he had taken over it, and he had killed everyone that stood in his way, including that spunky little boy. Of course as he walked away from the structure he remembered that note, it caused a shiver to arise though his body and shaking his head softly. They had some kind of connection, his conscious told him, though that stupid little voice was pushed away, though not for long it wasn't. , There the letter was screamed out towards him, he frowning as he had to listen to the written words of the King once more in his head.
The letter was horribly written, it was just the way that it was worded that seemed to darken his worst fears all in only a few sentences. The letter, as he finally recalled the exact words, it said this, "My last will and testament shall be that since I will die, that there will be a new Kingdom set up, though this won't last long at all. It shall not last because the Evil from the West shall be defeated; this evil was there and shall remain in power for some time, until the prophecies come true. It isn't a real time limit to show when that shall come about, though I would say a decade shall pass. The Evil King of Hyrule has taken power, though he shall be called down in one battle and loses to that of a boy, I believe some young fellow. The final tool disappeared, he shall appear with this blade and conquer you, this I testify my life upon." It was horrible the way it was written, it had stirred so much anger up in the man that he had taken his full rage out, instead of enjoying picking at the man. Oh well, he would enjoy his daughter when he got his hands upon her, he smiled evilly and nodded, he would fully enjoy that young girl.
"We shall see, I will get someone to guard that temple and destroy him when it comes, and shall it be, he shall be fried upon the spot." Grinning, there was no one around so he spoke to himself, the reign of Ganondorf would forever, he would make sure of that, after all he did have immortality.
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Hyrule was basically gone when Ganondorf killed the king, plus the newfound powers didn't hurt his advantage in this little world. With the King dead, the castle was taken over in a virtual few hours, the rest of the knights and old guards were blown apart when they were found. Some hid, others went ahead and attacked, and even more sneak-attacked, and though not one injury was faced towards those of Ganondorf's troops. Unless someone pissed off the new leader of this world, a Gerudo like before, then they would meet an untimely demise based on a part of these accidents. In this land, it was named Hyrule; the capital of the land was the land of Hyrule, though the other races treated their own lands as different nations.
The Zoras, Gerudo, Kokiiri, Hylians, Gorons, and the Shiekah were the races of this land, which were five different lands for the man to take over. Since he had created distractions on his way to Hyrule Castle, when the castle was gone, there was no aid for the rest of the land against this man. The Zoras were frozen in the spot, most of them dying, though a few escaped the icy waters and lived deeper underwater, others choosing other places. The Hylians were dead, for the most part, though some evacuated to the Shiekah village of Kakariko and remained safe there, since there were no Shiekahs left, it was considered stupid to attack, they were housed up in one spot. The Gerudo, the race of the leader, were left alone while the Gorons and the Kokiiri were left alone for the most part, monsters set up in their terrorizing and terrorizing them, though never starting the extinction of any.
The only ones that were left and killed were during the war, the beginning anyway, since most considered the war still on when Ganondorf began his reign. These were the Shiekah; they had been wiped from the earth, for what the most part, to the knowledge of Ganondorf and the other races. They could be hiding, a few had been discovered a few months after Ganondorf's take-over, but they were quickly exterminated for being the biggest threats. All the other races presented no problems, with lieutenants positioned at each area, except the forest since men couldn't get inside of there, they soon submitted to rule. Those Shiekah, however, were stronger than any other race and if put together may of found a way to kill Ganondorf, so he took them out personally.
The land of Hyrule was officially taken over by Ganondorf Dragmire exactly a full year after he had received the Triforce of power; the entire land was his. The months between the killing of the King and the taking over of the empire was made scurrying and hunting down the useless Hylians and other races. Hunting down the rebellions before they had the chance to take over, plus taking the time to go through the entire land, including Lake Hylia, and taking their share of the riches. The only places they couldn't set face on was the castle, that was where Ganondorf did and ruined the land by cutting down the trees, stealing the waters of the Zoras, rubies and jewels of the Gorons, and from the Hylians, their fortunes. As these events were completed, he was officially changed from the ruler of Hyrule to the King of Evil; the nation remained named Hyrule, though most hated to say the name.
Each land was ruled by a general, this was a way so that the people were submitted to daily worshipping of their dictator, their king. Harsh punishment was put out to those who would not submit, and even some of the bigger races put together with other races and formed rebellions. Those were always silenced when a quick teleportation was made by Ganondorf (he could warp with this new power from the Triforce) and killed the perpetuators. After this happened a few times, the people began to realize just how bad it was, there would be no way to give into these weird proclamations, though it seemed hopeless. One group, however, was more than intensified to take the time to be with Ganondorf, they were a group of all the races together and they loved their god, Ganondorf.
Since the time that the world had fallen to Ganon's hands, the people had denounced the Goddesses--though never tore the temples down since that was where the generals resided as their homes in each area. Ganondorf had proclaimed himself a god; so that in turn made a religion start and eventually the people seemed to be excepting his religion. These were only a select few, more than 5,000 of the population, most were bent on their anger for killing, and just accepted them as their leader. A forceful dictator, though nevertheless he was a leader, he ran the country badly, though he did do it an no one ever died from starvation--unless they didn't work, and when those were gone, the bums learned to work. Rebellion seemed impossible, they knew that, and as the years began to pass, the more desperate the people became for help, there seemed to be none around.
A new time age was adapted also, it was called A.G, which stood for the years after Ganondorf had taken rule, and would stay in place, from the old time age that was intact. Another new term that had come was B.G., which stood for the time Before Ganondorf, one that the King himself had heard and decided to keep. The old one was A.H., which stood between the time that the Hylians took rule, or After Hylian, was disbanded, simply because it no longer remained. No one remembers the time periods before the ancient Hylians took the place on the board; it was lost in the scrolls from old wars where the old lands were burnt. Whatever it meant, some called it the time after the Goddesses created the Earth, because before those three beauties, the world had not existed.
It was a hellish place, there was murder, there was robbery, there was rape, there were all sorts of things, and they were left alone, since it was Ganon. His mind saw that this was fit, it was the way of the Gerudo, except no one stole from the Gerudo, and he or she were the ruling race and treated almost as highly as he was. If anyone killed a Gerudo, so help him or her, they were tortured and tortured from an inch of their life, eventually put out of their mercy. There was no law enforcement, unless you messed with Ganondorf and then you were killed for that crime, he was the god and you mustn't touch him. That was the only rule, besides that, you could whatever you wanted in this place and be let off Scot-free, they're no rule in this new land.
Most left the country, there were several entrances out of Death Mountain (the mountain surrounded the entire land of Hyrule, other countries were out.) This was what they did for the first few months, until the volcanoes around the entrances suddenly erupted and caused all of the entrances to close up. Other places, where there were entrances, but no volcanoes were covered with either rockslides or huge boulders that were held in tact. Most suspected it was Ganondorf, who knew what powers those triangles had granted him, he probably could make the lands blow up and rockslides appear. Near those hollow spots guards were posted and ordered to shoot anyone who would try to escape, this land was his and so he was not letting anyone leave.
The land remained this way for several years, the people had nothing to do except pray, pray that somehow a god or another being would appear. Much search was done and the old books on this land came intact, many seeing that the prophecy from the pasts were coming true. It seemed strange, but the people followed the ways, announcing the Goddesses back into their lives, without Ganondorf knowing about it, and prayed. They prayed that the Hero of Time would come, that he would take away this evil and shine in a New Kingdom, a better one where the Triforce was not feared, but rejoiced. Of course, most knew in their mind that this might never happen, though they never gave up and it took seven years of praying, but it worked--the Hero of Time appeared.