Chapter -21-
What's Old is New Again

Old Realm…

LJ placed his shoulder against the ancient, warped, ivy-shrouded door and pushed, but the antediluvian door would not budge. He turned to Zelda with a frown. "This thing is probably fossilized by now or something. I know you said the hinges looked like they were in surprisingly good condition, but this thing is warped just enough that it's stuck in the frame."

Zelda reached into her messenger bag and rummaged through it with her left hand while keeping her eyes on LJ. "As much as I would find it thrilling to scale the walls and go through a window, I would much rather walk through the front entrance. One moment." She closed her hands around something and withdrew it from her satchel. "Ah, yes. There we are." She held a metallic-looking fingerless glove aloft. It had an orange and red striped bracelet-like piece at the opening of the glove. "Try this."

LJ took it from her and looked it over. He looked up at her and said, "This looks like the Power Bracelet."

"Keen eye, LJ. That is a replica of the technology found in the one brought back from an excavation site near where Sir Link of Calatia's stasis chamber was found. First, we made a version with the Power Bracelet's technology. Then we made a version based on the design of the Power Glove. Then we made a refined version based on technology from the Titan's Mitt. Then our R&D people combined the technology of all three, called the Vambrace of Power. This one is a prototype called the Titan's Gauntlet."

LJ turned the device over in his hands, studying it. "How can you make something better than the Titan's Mitt, then make something better than that?"

"I love that you find these devices as fascinating as I do. To answer your question, it all started with discerning a way to overcome the Titan Mitt's greatest limitation – the human body. Your femur bone in your thigh crushes under roughly five hundred pounds of force. Leg muscles can be conditioned to handle a bit more, and with both legs and a strong back, a human in top physical condition can briefly support over a thousand pounds. But that was not enough for Sheikah scientists."

"Well, of course not. They love to invest stuff. How'd they make this thing better than the best?"

"They took a scientific approach, of course. Shen you touch an object, the device will become quantum entangled to the frequency of the object, so when you lift, it lifts the device within the confines of the glove's movement."

LJ turned it over again, giving her words some thought. "Okay, so, if I touch a rock, then, while still in contact with the glove, I lift my hand, the rock also lifts. If I lift my hand a few feet, the rock lifts a few feet, so long as I'm making physical contact with it?"

"Precisely. It is effortless. But because there is no resistance, you must be careful not to over-lift. The laws of physics are temporarily broken, but only some. You can still accidentally break things around you when swinging a multi-ton granite block about as though it were a wiffleball bat. Do be careful, please."

LJ slipped his hand into the glove. "I don't feel stronger, like when Link let me try his devices."

"Indeed. You cannot swing your sword any harder than before. But, while wearing that device, you can swing a ten-ton boulder with the same power and speed as you naturally swing your sword."

"So, uh, it'd behoove me to use my environment as a weapon, instead of using my weapon to fight, huh?"

"In theory, yes." Zelda replied with a firm nod.

LJ closed his hand, noting that the fingerless glove had a strange but beautiful design on the palm, but the etching was covered by a clear lacquered coating of some sort. "This is the part that has to make contact with the object?"

Zelda nodded once more. "Yes, that activates the device, which draws conductive energy from your skin for power. Therefore, it does not require batteries, as that could be dangerous for the user."

"Yeah, no doubt. I'd hate for the batteries to die or for an EMP to kill them while I'm holding a school bus over my head."

Zelda chuckled softly. "Yes, precisely."

"Still, the fact it can run on such a small electrical current, that's pretty friggin' impressive."

"LJ, our bodies are conductive rods to the energy all around us. It activates by making contact with your skin, and then it becomes powered on all the energy that naturally passes through us that our bodies cannot access. It is quite powerful; too much to operate on batteries."

"Oh, that's pretty awesome."

"Quite so. Give it a go, my hero."

LJ grinned at her pet name. He turned to the door and placed his palm against it, then he pushed, but the door didn't open. "Uh…"

"No, you cannot move your arm because it blocks your path. Try pulling."

"Oh. Right, right. That makes sense." He placed his palm against it, curled his fingertips around the warped edge, then he drew his hand back calm and slow. The door ripped from the ancient hinges with incredible ease. The warped ancient wood cracked and then shattered. It ripped free of the frame, causing dust to waft up and ivy to snap free from where it was connected to the doorframe.

LJ turned, pivoted, and threw the door fifteen feet away. He looked back down at the device with furrowed brows. "It felt like picking up a sheet of paper. That's … scary impressive."

"We cannot let these devices fall into the wrong hands."

"Yeah, no lie." He reached into a pocket mounted to his belt and withdrew a flashlight. He pointed the beam into the doorway, while using his other hand to wave some of the settling dust away. "I'd hold the door open for you, but I kind of … ripped it off the front of the castle, huh?"

"Mm."

LJ grinned at her. "Okay. Give me a sec. I'm going to make sure it's safe in there before you…"

"I haven't come this far simply to die by accident due to the castle wall collapsing, or due to a dragon with three heads. Come along, my dear hero." She withdrew her Sheikah Slate from her satchel and activated the flashlight app. Powerful LED lights filled the castle foyer with powerful bright light. Dust floated in front of the tiny bulb, but the room was empty.

The ancient castle walls and floors looked the part, grey and plain. They were contrasted by a beautifully sculpted effigy of the TriForce and spread bird wings. Up ahead, there was a sculpture of the Hero of Time with broken bits of ancient wood and granite that had fallen from the upper level.

Adjacent to the Hero of Time statue was a staircase going down, beneath the first floor. LJ shined his flashlight down the stairs as they approached.

Zelda pointed her Sheikah Slate around the room, taking in the breathtaking open design of the castle. "Imagine what it would have looked like. Royal rugs laid out on the floors. Beautiful tapestries on the walls. The bustle of people who had official business within the castle's confines, looking about this courtyard-sized foyer in amazement and respect. It was surely a sight to behold."

"I love that you love this stuff."

"I remember when you acted surprised that I read your book." She feigned a wry grin, which tugged at the corners of her mouth for a moment before spreading into a genuine smile. "I knew it was written by someone as passionate about the old world as myself. I loved how you connected ancient tech with modern tech in a way that felt effortless and realistic."

"It still gets me that the royal family was a fan of my work."

"Not my parents, just me. I suggested it to my mother, but she said she added it to her future reading list. I do not believe she ever found the time to read it. I do not know how long her list was before adding your work, though."

"The King reading it would have blown my mind a few months ago, but you're my age, and it means more knowing you read it."

"I'm a little older than you, heh."

"Aw, you know what I mean. Did you read it after I saved you from those ancient robots?"

"You mean when we first met? No. I already knew who you were because of your work. My father was briefed on it while we hid in the SCIF."

"He was?"

"Yes, LJ. By me. He wanted to know who this boy was that picked up Sir Link's tools and fought the robots that had so quickly dispatched some of the finest Royal Soldiers to serve my family. I told him you wrote a book on comparing and contrasting ancient and modern technologies. He was surprised that a 'computer nerd' survived those robotic menaces. He cringed when watching you on the security feed because you handled a gun and other such weapons in a manner that made you nearly topple. Yet you did what the trained soldiers could not – you survived. You saved his daughter. That earned his respect. I would not be in the least bit surprised if he started reading your book that very night. That's the kind of person he is. He will take interest in something and learn all he can about it. He liked to do his own research that way."

LJ smiled softly. "I wish I got to … you know … get to know him better after all that."

"I wish the same. I miss him terribly. I miss his advice. I miss his guidance and counseling. He had a respect for a jock who stepped into the line of fire for King and Country, but he respected academic persons far more. He would have liked you."

"Perhaps he's watching over us and now knows us better than we know ourselves or something."

"On the surface, that sounds like a really nice thing, LJ. But … he was also quite … horrified by the notion of premarital sex. He would be immensely disappointed in our relationship were he alive to have learned of it."

"Oh."

Zelda reached for his free hand and gave it a squeeze. "My mother is a bit more … openminded. She will want us to consider matrimony if we continue being … physical."

LJ beamed. "Are you telling me to put a ring on it?"

Zelda laughed softly. "I am telling you that I wish to…" she lifted his left hand and added, "…Put a ring on it. One day. When the dust settles. Finding out that we were married in the future where we die … that made my heart happy. Not that we died in the alternative timeline, of course, but that we found happiness as man and wife. Or, Consort and Queen as it were."

"Yeah. I still don't understand what you see in me. But … I'm not one to look a gift-horse in the mouth, or whatever the old saying is. I hope I get to rise to that occasion one day soon."

She brought his hand to her lips and kissed his knuckles. "For now, just help me bring down my uncle. The people will love you for it, and I will continue to love you as I do, now."

"You love me, huh?" He replied with a Cheshire smile. "Man. This is going to sound so crass, but I don't know how else to word it…"

"Continue with that thought. I'm curious."

"I feel like … like I know what it feels like to strut around with a three-foot wang and balls made of steel."

Zelda brought both hands to her mouth to stifle her laughter. "Oh, by the goddess, LJ. I would surely hope you never have elephantiasis disease, else you would surely kill me. No woman wants to sleep with a baseball bat. At least no woman I know."

"I meant figuratively. Like, I felt like a Titan or something."

"I knew you were speaking in metaphor, but I couldn't resist teasing you about it."

"I love that you get my humor."

"Your humor takes me by surprise. A year ago, had any other man spoken in such a way, I would have gawked at him in disbelief, but … for some reason, it's both amusing and somehow charming when it comes from you."

"I went to a witch doctor and gave her all my rupees to make you fall in love with me."

Zelda laughed again. The silvery peals of her bright laughter echoed throughout the inside of the ancient castle. "Then it was a sound investment, because it apparently worked very well! I should like to meet this witch doctor so I can cast the same spell upon you."

"Too late. I, uh … that was part of the spell I used on you. It was a side effect, but totally worth the risk."

"Oh, that you feel the same way?"

LJ cleared his throat and reached for her hand. "Yeah."

The seriousness of his tone and the way he met her gaze with his own was disarming. Zelda felt her face tighten. She knew her cheeks had surely reddened. "Then … say it."

"I love you."

She brightened. "There. That wasn't so terribly difficult, now was it?"

"No, it came out a lot easier than I thought it would."

"Good. Say it again. I like hearing it."

"I love you," he repeated.

"Oh, I know. But as I said, I like hearing it."

"You gonna say it back?"

"Absolutely." She reached a hand up and gave his left cheek a gentle pinch. "Soon. A queen knows to make her knight earn it. Just know that I do. And I will say it back when you next whisper sweet nothings into my ear while locked in the throes of passion."

This time, LJ's face tightened and reddened. "Okay, that was hot. You should write novels for … well, you know."

"Oh, dear heavens, if anyone discovered the identity of my pseudonym, I would not be able to show my face in public." A pause, then she said, "You liked that, did you?"

"Damn right. C'mon. Let's go see what's down these stairs, beautiful." He gave a tug on her hand and led her down the steps.

Up ahead was an ethereal glow with enormous sculptures at the center of a circular room. The large statues partially blocked light from beautiful stained-glass windows.

LJ approached the prayer room with an empty sword plinth at the center. "How are those windows glowing like that? We're underground."

Zelda said, "They are backlit by luminous stone usage. The Royal Family has used it for a long time for various purposes, including floors and ceilings in subterranean studies, and for beautiful artwork such as this. This is a depiction of the seven sages from the era of the Hero of Time, but likely built some time before the Great Ocean flooded Old Hyrule." She stopped in front of a depiction of Impa the Sheikah Sage, then she walked to the one depicting Ganon and the Triforce.

"Why is he depicted down here?"

"Because the seven sages are battling him. One of my ancestors was once one of the seven maidens, descendants of the sages, captured by Ganon to be used to break the seal between the light world and dark world. But during this era … the era of the Hero of Time, my ancestor was the leader of the seven sages. It was a rather dangerous calling. They knew they made themselves targets by serving Hylia in Hyrule's time of need."

"Has the Hero ever been a sage?"

"Not to my knowledge," she replied, but kept her gaze on the artistic depiction of Ganon.

"Okay, weird question … you know how the Sheikah are building Divine Beasts to fight your uncle and his growing army?"

"Yes…?"

LJ approached her and looked up at Ganon as well. "I heard they've been named. So where did the name Vah Medoh come from?"

"The ancient Sage of Earth, Medli. She lived during the time of the Hero of Winds."

"That was the little boy who was able to handle the Master Sword, right?"

"The Hero of Time was too young to handle the Master Sword. That is part of the reason I believe the Sheikah created a Master Sword capable of being wielded by a youth … the Hero of Winds. That is why I believe there is a Hylia version of the sword hidden somewhere around here. Would you hand me your Sheikah-made replica?"

LJ withdrew the replica from its sheath and handed it to Zelda, handle first.

She turned from the depiction of Ganon and placed the blade into the plinth at the center of the room. A jewel glowed at the center of the hilt. She turned to LJ and said, "My theory was that this plinth is designed to work with a Sheikah-made blade … and look. It's interacting. It didn't even try to push the blade away, as said to happen by the Plinth in the Lost Woods by the original Master Sword."

"How does your theory work, anyhow?"

"My theory is simple: the Hylia-made Master Sword is somewhere here, hidden in the Old Realm, but the king for whom my uncle was named could not find it, because he was not the hero. Therefore, a Sheikah-made blade was created, but it was kept secret so as not to scare the people. The king brought the Wind and Earth sages to empower the blade with enough power to encase Hyrule Castle in a temporal field to keep Ganon's forces frozen in time. When the Hero of Winds approached Ganon with the blade, he was unafraid of it because he knew it was not the real blade. But the Hero of Winds managed to find new sages, reenergize the human-made sword, and use it to defeat Ganon temporarily. It kept Hyrule Castle in a frozen temporal state, unflooded by water, so that it acted as a trap for Ganon's entire army … but it eventually ran out of power because it wasn't quite as perfect as Hylia's blade. And, in my opinion, it ran out of power once more at some point, allowing for Ganon's spirit to escape his prison. Meanwhile, the original Master Sword vanquished Ganon and sealed his power or possibly his spirit for a lengthy time … until he could escape the dragon sealed within the blade, or until some foolish person performed whatever spell necessary to free Ganon from Hylia's blade each time."

"I, uh … don't even know what to say to this. You might be right about there being two Master Swords."

"The Hero of Winds had to have his blade blessed and empowered to be used as the Master Sword. And when he struck down Ganon with it, he turned Ganon to stone, which was not something the Master Sword had ever done in the past … it usually struck down Ganon and trapped his soul and power, instead. It has never, in any other legend, turned anyone to stone. It had never, in any other legend, created a temporal field to trap an army or to stop an entire ocean from flooding Hyrule Castle, let alone any other location. Yet, the Temple of Time, just outside, was obviously affected by the Great Ocean for a much longer period than the castle, which is mostly intact. This is because the legend is true – the castle was protected for a great span of time within the temporal field created by the second Master Sword. The second Master Sword was likely built with a Timeshift stone in the hilt or at the heart of the blade."

LJ rubbed the day-old scruff on his chin. "You really know all the legends … forward and backwards, huh?"

"I do. I took my studies to heart because I love history, magic, technology, science, and I adore learning. But using all these things to handle the occurrences of our present … of this … of our life … that's where I need your help. Your spirit. Your personality. It balances me."

LJ smiled. "So … I'm, like, your anchor?"

"Yes, in a sense, yes … an anchor for my emotions, an anchor for my personality … you help bring out a very different side of me."

"A good side?"

"A side of me that wants to love, be loved, have children, fight for our nation so my future babies will have a safe place to grow and play … where I can make and grow my family; where I can enjoy what life has to offer … yes, a good side."

LJ beamed, but he didn't want to jinx the idea of having a family with, of all people, the freaking goddess, reincarnated. He took a deep breath, calmly exhaled, and asked, "So, if there is a Master Sword here in Old Hyrule … I know you said the king might not have been able to find it, because he wasn't the hero … but what if he did find it, but wanted to keep it protected because there was no hero?"

Zelda rubbed her chin in thought. "That's a possibility."

"So then … why would the fake be needed?"

"Originally, it was thought that we might live in a world where my ancestor sent it back in time with the Hero of Time, causing it to disappear from the timeline when my ancestor created an alternative period. This would mean that Zelda thought it would simply show up and then Link would walk into the room as a grown man who had held it in his care for seven years, but my theory is that because it was known to repel those who were unworthy and those who were not yet of age, a replica was created to be utilized by either the king or a child hero."

"You think the king considered wielding it?"

"He did, he simply utilized it as a tool instead of a weapon. But then he sought out the hero, once that child became old enough to utilize the sword. I believe it was created in advance, knowing that the signs were starting to appear. So they made it for the day Ganon would arrive, again, knowing they were living in a point in history where Hyrule was not yet ready to fight Ganon. And, thus, the Hylia-created Master Sword was left to hide in the Lost Woods, or possibly returned to the Goddess Blade plinth in Skyloft. So, if that is the case, then the Master Sword crafted by Hylia still exists. The question then becomes … which one does Sir Link of Calatia hold?"

"Not many could wield that one, but some could."

"Yes, a curious thing … but the one wielded by Sir Link allowed us access to Fi. Do they both have a voice? Do they both have a Fi? Was her program copied to the other Master Sword? Why did she seem to suggest that Link's Master Sword was created in a country that existed during the time of the Old World? That, then, leaves me to wonder if Hylia created it in that … ancient land…? Or did Hylia craft it in the heavens? Is 'Japan' what the original goddesses called Heaven? Does the voice of the sword know of a second sword? What if Sir Link has the original, and we are here looking for the Silver Light Arrows and … the Sheikah Master Sword? I have so many questions, many of which may never be answered."

"Look, if you really think there's another sword here, we'll look for it together."

"I do think there's another Master Sword here. Either the sword used by the Hero of Winds, or the sword used by the Hero of Time. One of them is being used, the other has yet to be found. At least in theory. I can only hope I'm right, because we would need both swords to strike down Ganon forever."

"We're not using ten thousand years anymore?"

"Ten thousand years might as well be forever. I cannot even concept such a passage of time. The world will be so incredibly different ten thousand years from now."

"Yeah. No doubt. Either we'll be in space or we'll be going through another Dark Ages, where technology is forgotten."

"You've been watching too many fantasy shows on the holovision, LJ. But … I suppose either is possible. Or perhaps both – some of our people will have left Earth and some will have stayed behind, heh. But I'd like to think … whatever happens … it will be something nice."

LJ eyed the sword in the plinth. "So, uh, what do we do with this one?"

"This one, if it does not break, will be sealed away in the castle for future use by a future hero, should it be necessary. I'll seal it myself."

"Oh. Okay." A pause, then, "What about the Four Sword? Maybe it would be better fighting Ganon with four of me."

"I am not certain I could handle four of you. But if we find that sword, we'll consider using it. However, let's not get ahead of ourselves. For all we know, Link of Calatia could be using yet another replica, once called the Magical Sword in ancient gnostic legends. Then again, there are also writings and conjectures of Sheikah scientists of the time that suggest the Magical Sword is just a tempered Master Sword with a red hilt and a glow that looks magical in certain lighting. But there's no way to know for sure because these legends are quite old, and it's impossible to weed out what is story, myth, history, and … those are our Legends, for better or for worse."

"What do you believe?"

"LJ, I don't know. These legends could be about the Master Sword being imbued with various abilities. Some of these legends suggest that each sword is its own sword, and there are lots of technological blades in the world, not just the Master Sword. Some of the oldest legends have lore suggesting that Demise had his own sword. It was called 'Ghirahim the sword of Demise.' Fi, the voice of the Master Sword was Ghirahim's opposite. And maybe that did exist, but then where is it, right? Did someone hide it on the moon? No one knows."

LJ chuckled. "Maybe that's why the moon tried to crash into the Earth in that one legend."

"Ah, yes. The legend of the mask of Majora, a demon like Demise, who had the ability to corrupt, taint, and tarnish others."

"There's virtually zero information about that legend available to the public. We seem to have a lot of time here, and we're alone … can you share?"

Zelda feigned a smile. "Only with you and Sir Link. Here's what I know … in an alternative universe parallel to our own, the spirit of Majora was sealed in a mask, and the Ancient Ones used the mask in their rituals for a time, but then they decided to seal it in shadows, which is now the realm of the Twili, accessable to both our universe and theirs. From my understanding, the demon Majora fought a fierce deity … the deified spirit of Hylia's hero, you. In that universe, your spirit was transformed into a demigod because you defeated Demise, but your next major fight was against Majora. Anyhow, those legends might be wrong, because there is no way to get to that universe, at least that I know of, in order to study it. But they managed to send the mask of Majora here, through a portal, a long time ago. It was sealed away, although it's thought to be powerless because it only has ties to the spirit of Majora in that universe. Alternatively, it doesn't do anything here because Majora was defeated and his spirit was defeated, rendering the mask of Majora to be nothing more than a trinket."

"If that were the case, why send it out of their universe?"

"Maybe because it was a symbol of idolatry? Not sure. Like I said, there's no way to go to that universe and study it. At least not right now, with our current technology."

"Man, you know so much about these legends."

"And, yet, I know nearly nothing, LJ. Because I study incomplete legends that are mired in both truth and myth, making it difficult to tell apart reality from story."

"That totally sucks."

"Indeed it does. For now, let's just … find the Silver Arrows of Light."

"If we can't, what are our options? What's Plan-B, just in case?"

"Mm, if there must be a Plan-B, then I suggest we utilize Fairy-made Silver Arrows, or we use the Arrows of Light. Either would work if we cannot find the device combining both technologies – but finding the Silver Arrows of Light should be our priority. From there, we will see if we can find another Master Sword to prove my theory."

"I'm down with that."

"First, however, I wish to finish touring this castle to see if there is any information or any weaponry or technology here, which we might be able to utilize."

"Sounds good. Do we leave this replica sword here?"

"No. Go ahead and take it. We'll return it to this plinth once we find the other one hiding here in the Old Realm."

LJ wrapped his hand around the blade and gave a gentle tug…

The sword slid free of its plinth with a soft scraping sound. LJ lifted it high. "It … feels powerful in my grasp."

"Powerful, hm?"

"Yeah, like … I don't know how to describe it. I'm not saying it came from the Distant Nebula of the goddesses, but it feels … powerful."

"You know the Distant Nebula, or the Heavens, rather, could just be how the glow of a portal was described by witnesses?"

"Like …a time portal?"

"Possibly, yes." Zelda feigned a wry grin. "Or … perhaps they were aliens … which I doubt. My personal belief is that the goddesses were an ancient technology that were designed to create life. Whether or not the tech is alien or just the creation of an unknown genius … that's beyond us."

"So, you agree with Link's explanation given to him by Ganon? That the three goddesses were the names of a terraforming device?"

"I've always wondered if they were technology like the TriForce. But, well, hearing Sir Link tell me what Mandrag Ganon told him … I feel as though it could fit. Devices and technological items are named for the three goddesses, like Din's Flame. No one worships Din's Flame, however. They worship Hylia, who gave up her immortality for the betterment of humanity; she is who we worship, and to whom we pray. So … maybe the three goddesses are tech-based."

LJ looked down at the sword in his hand. "Maybe so." He lifted his gaze to Zelda. "Ready to go?"

She nodded. "It has been a very, very long time since humanity has lived in the Old Realm. Be prepared for creatures and wild animals."

"I'm ready." He gave the sword a slow twirl, so that it created a low whooshing sound. He walked to a nearby wall and took a scabbard off a wall mount. He put it on his back and slid the sword into the case. "Okay. Ready for any potential creatures. I mean, this place was under water for a long time, you really think there's anything more than a few migratory animals here?"

"LJ, we know that Ganon can create creatures with his malice, alone. I suspect there will be plenty of weird creatures that show up in various hotspots. It's part of the challenge of the divinity to prove our worth. Part of the balance, you know?"

"Well, we'll find out one way or another. Let's get moving. What's the plan?"

"We're staying one night here in the castle. We'll use inflatable sleeping beds. I want to study all that I can before we move on. Then, then we will undergo our adventure."

LJ nodded. "Understood. I'll start checking rooms to find somewhere clean-ish, safe, near a bathroom-like facility, or, you know, privies. Then I'll start setting up while you head to the library or … whatever you think would have the information you're seeking."

She smiled in reply. "Thank you."

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Author's Note: I might take a tiny break from this piece and go back to my original series, Twilight Of The Gods, a thirteen volume novel that spans from 1997 to 2050 AD, and start prepping it for a self-published release. I got back into Fan Fiction to take a break from it, so I could come back to it with fresh eyes.

That, and I think THIS Fan Fic was far more popular in 2013 for a few chapters, and when I came back to start writing it again, it didn't really generate much interest. Which is totally okay, I wrote it because my wife decided to read what I had thusfar, and asked me to keep going.
But then I got obsessed with tying details from the franchise to what I had up to that point … and maybe I ruined it. Or maybe it hit harder in 2013 because the overall energy of the franchise was different? I dunno.

It might be me, lol, I might have ruined it by droning on. Ah well. It's all good. I'll be back to finish it whenever, lol.

Maybe then I'll go more into depth about how Nohansen taps into the power of Dark Beast Ganon, gets his abilities, and throws away everything in his pursuit of becoming Calamity Ganon.

Either way, we'll figure it all out when / if people even want me to keep writing it, lmao. If you're reading this, be well, y'all!