I told you all last chapter wasn't the last chapter.
RRRP:
ARSLOTHES (FF): Indeed.
ChangelingRin (FF): I'm as proud as Tom would be if he ever caught Jerry. I can't tell you about the psuedo-therapy, because that's this chapter's entire schtick. You have every right to be furious with me; I did lead you into a false sense of security with the fake epilogue and all. I hope I didn't give you Stockholm Syndrome from this, as that was not my intent.
Anon (FF): Destroying the Ocarina would be a smart and logical reaction, if a bit extreme, to the situation. That's probably why Link doesn't do it; he's too focused on not letting Zelda use it to even think of destroying it. Also, this chapter is ALSO not the end. We've got a few more chapters to go through that try to establish this new world order (or old world order, I guess) now that Link is back in the past.
Chapter XXV: In the Wake of Another End
Link awoke to the sound of birds cawing and crickets chirping. The clouds over the forest were dark, signifying that it was either late at night or early in the morning-
Wait. Forest? Since when was he in a forest? His last memory was of Zelda saying goodbye as she played her lullaby on the Ocarina of Time. The last time he was in the forest was when he dragged Grawg out of it, kicking and screaming. The Hero of Time confoundedly stared at his hands, wincing at the tugging of his many pulled muscles. Even in the dark, he could clearly see that he was in his child form, his right palm having none of the callouses he had garnered during his adventure. Unfortunately, his left hand was still that of a Stalfos, cementing the belief that everything that had happened was real, and-
Oh, Goddesses. He was in the past. That meant that nobody knew anything about what had happened in his own past. What would stop them from forgetting this time? And for that matter, where was Ivan? His comforting glow was noticeably absent from tree house, now that Link looked closer. His mind flitted to the fairy's last words: "In the event that the Printsessa and the Sages don't remember, Ivan will go to them all and explain what has happened before." He must have just gone to ensure that everyone remembered their struggles.
Then he pondered more of what Ivan had said. "This will be the last time Ivan will speak to you,'' he had said. "Ivan will believe you again…"
Again. Ivan had forgotten too, so he couldn't be informing everyone. He must have left Link behind, alone in his suffering. It made a cruel sort of sense; being sent backwards in time hadn't even let Link keep his own left eyeball, so why would the memories of others be any different? He was made painfully aware of the lack of vision to his left, for the first time in a long time.
The first time he had become an adult, in front of Rauru in the Chamber of the Sages, he'd felt stretched and elongated in a way that simply wasn't meant to be. Gone was the comfort of youth, replaced only with the grit and bone of a fully-fledged man. Now, when the transformation was reversed, he felt squished, trapped in a body that simply didn't fit him anymore. There was no mental change to accompany this physical one. He wasn't an adult anymore, but he wasn't a child, either. There wasn't a word to describe quite what he was now. The best word he could come up with was 'broken'.
New tears welled up in his eyes, taxing his already spent tear duct. He left after expunging all evidence of his crying, and interrogated every last Kokiri on whether or not they'd seen Ivan recently.
None of them had, although they had plenty of questions regarding his eye for Link to dodge.
The only person he had yet to ask was Saria, and that was because she was probably in the Sacred Forest Meadow playing her song. If she didn't remember anything… that was it. Link had no idea what he'd do. There was no way out of this cycle. Even time wouldn't save him, because he'd keep cycling back into himself, constantly repeating the same actions again and again. There was one way of which Link could think of to get out of this vicious rhythm. Only one.
The Kokiri Sword wasn't optimal for the job, as the rest of the Kokiri may need to use it if the forest ever came under attack from something. Instead, he merely opted to purchase a length of rope from Ted at an extortionate price of sixty Rupees before tying one end in such a way that the hole would shrink when weight was put into it. With his new gadget in hand, Link entered the Lost Woods and navigated to the Sacred Forest Meadow. Saria's music was not there to guide him, and once Link found the entrance to the Forest Temple, he discovered the reason; Saria wasn't there anymore.
Link glanced at the dead tree that grew to a point just above the destroyed stairs into the Temple. He threw the unknotted length of rope onto one end of the tree and yanked it a bit to test its load-bearing capacity. Seeing that it would bear his weight easily, Link hoisted himself up the cord and on top of the ruined steps. He stared for a while into his homemade noose, thinking. Everyone he knew and loved was dead, effectively eradicated when Zelda had sent him back. He let his tears, the tears of memory that had ripped his life apart, alongside the lives of all the people he had met, plummet to the sodden and revolting earth below him. There was nothing left. Swallowing his inhibitions, he took one last look at the world that had wronged him so badly before-
"Link…? What are you doing?!"
The Hero of Time was shaken from his reverie by Saria, standing at the stairs closer to the Lost Woods and gawking at him with horror and panic exuding from her stare.
"S… Saria?"
"When Ted told me you'd bought a rope and were heading to the Sacred Forest Meadow, I already feared the worst… but commiting suicide at the entrance to the Forest Temple? Don't you realize how much that would hurt us?"
"You want to talk about being hurt?" Link wailed, any sense of inhibition and logic thrown out the proverbial window in the wake of his all-consuming misery. "Try having everything you've fought so hard to achieve is ripped straight from your fingers… by the people you trust. That's fucking hurt!"
"Link, we-"
"And you know another thing, Saria? This is the solution! If I'm dead, Ganondorf can't enter the Sacred Realm, so his plans can never succeed!"
"Link! That's not the answer and we both know it!" the Kokiri shot back. "It won't happen again. We promise."
"Promises don't cut it! She promised to remember everything, but she forgot! You forgot! They all forgot!"
He collapsed to his knees, bawling his childish eyes out. He was so stuck in his throes that he almost didn't hear the former Sage of Forest utter three words. Just three words, but they were enough to freeze the suicidal Hero in his tracks. Link paused, trying to comprehend what she had stated.
"What the hell did you just say?" he said, ceasing his ministrations but failing to stop the tears still pouring down his face.
Saria smiled warmly. "But we remember."
!0*0!
He started laughing. It was a quiet symphony of amused breaths at first, but it quickly devolved into an insane cackle as Link realized the full implications of her statement. "So… you choose this time to remember? Why not last time? Huh?"
The Kokiri blinked. "What?"
"Why couldn't you all have remembered when I was dying on the inside and had no one to turn to? Why couldn't you all have remembered when I needed you? Why couldn't you all have remembered when I… when I… almost fell apart?"
"Link… are you saying… we've sent you back before?" Saria whispered as she too recognized the myriad of insinuations that accompanied this revelation.
The Hylian could muster no words, and could only nod.
"Goddesses… I had no idea… why didn't you tell anyone?"
"I told Ivan, and someone else you don't know," Link revealed, sniffling. "I just didn't want to screw with the flow of time all that much, barring stopping Ganondorf, of course. That first reset changed everything, though. It reversed the world, so left was right and right was left, and then the dungeons got a lot more difficult. This time, though, nothing changed. Hell, I even still have my Stalfos Hand and all the dark magic that came with it. And… wow. I still have all of my stuff from on my journey, except the Lens of Truth, oddly enough. And all of my dark magic stuff, too, except that ring from the Fire Temple. And even my eye- or lack thereof, anyway. But I don't…"
She had played Zelda's Lullaby, and not the Song of Time.
"It was Zelda," he realized. "Zelda played a different song this time, and I guess that caused everyone to remember. Strange."
Saria said nothing, still digesting what she had learned from the Hero.
"Wait, hang on."
The Kokiri girl turned to face Link. "Yes?"
"If the Sages and Zelda remember…" Link asked, "then Ivan must remember too."
Saria nodded, suddenly appearing terse.
"So… where is he?"
The Sage sighed. "I was wondering when you'd ask that," she said. "Have a seat. This will take a while."
Link followed her orders.
"So, what color is a… Healing Fairy?" she questioned.
"What does that have to do with anything?" Link inquired, confused.
"Just answer the question, okay?" she said, somewhat hotly.
"Pink," he answered hesitantly, unsure of where this was going.
"And what color is Mido's fairy?"
The Hylian thought for a moment. "... Pink… Wait. Does that mean-"
"Yes. There is no real difference between a Healing Fairy and a Guardian Fairy," Saria revealed. "Now, what does a Healing Fairy do when you touch it?"
"It sort of dims and swirls around you as it vanishes, healing you in the process," Link said.
"Alright. So we've established that there's no difference between a Healing Fairy and a Guardian Fairy, right?"
"Right. But then, wouldn't Ivan have already been absorbed? That can't be right!"
"Yes and no," Saria stated. "Depending on the coloration of a fairy, it can operate on lower energy levels than others. Pink fairies need the most energy, so as soon as they lose any energy, they have no choice but to lose all of it and be assimilated. Their life energy eventually cycles back to the Kokiritarian Fairy Board and recycled into new fairies. Ivan was our longest-lasting fairy, which was necessary for our cause. You see, Kokiri have guardian fairies for life, because they're already inherently in the system governed by the Board. The energy that they drain from their partners is not only much less than other races, but any lost energy is merely reused to replenish their fairies. Hylians, though… are voracious when it comes to magical energies, due to their connection to the goddess Hylia. That ravenous consumption of magic basically turns them into a fairy black hole, ruthlessly absorbing any magical residue that it comes across. It's why we used Ivan, and not another fairy. We figured that collecting the Spiritual Stones wouldn't take too long, so you two could be paired without a substantial loss of energy.
"Then you drew the Master Sword, and were sealed for the next seven years. The unexpected add-on to your mission quickly became months, and it wasn't enough for Ivan to handle. You've probably seen the side effects firsthand, haven't you?"
Link blinked. "I have?"
"Yeah. Ivan probably dimmed as you went along in your adventure, right? And he got more tired as time passed?"
"Yes…"
"Then you've seen them," Saria stated. "That extra time was enough to drain Ivan past the point of no return. And as soon as you were sent back, he… fully dissipated."
Died.
"I… I killed him, didn't I?" the Hylian choked out, new tears forming in his working eye. By Din, all this bawling was going to make him dehydrated.
"Link," Saria said, placing a hand comfortingly on his shoulder. "Ivan understood the risks when he learned that you were a Hylian and accepted them fully. Even when the Deku Tree Sprout offered to separate you two, to prevent him from dying, he refused. He loved you, and wished he could have stayed with you, but things just happened, and… he's gone. His last words were an explanation… of why he sided with Zelda and helped you back. He said he was starting to wane out of existence as soon as you sealed Demise again, and… he mentioned someone named Navi. He talked about how broken you were when she left, whoever she was, and he couldn't stand making you go through that pain again. If he had let you stay in the future, you would have been forced to watch him pass on, and that, alongside the reasons he explained to you when he was still with us, drove his decision to help send us back. He knew you'd ask that question, and told me to find you and explain it to you regardless of whether or not I remembered."
Link breaked shakily before nodding.
"Now, can I cut this rope down?"
The Hero of Time closed his eyes, and then opened them again. "Yeah. Take it down. And could you not tell Zelda?"
Saria smiled. "Not a word."
The revelation that he had killed Ivan was a painful one. But the sprite's last words to him were that Ivan would always stand by him. That alone gave Link the confidence to raise himself from his depression, at least a little bit, and hold his head a touch higher. Because even when he was on his own, he was never truly alone.
!0*0!
Interestingly enough, Zelda seemed to have sent him back to a week after he had first set out on his adventure. For that reason, the three Spiritual Stones were still buried under his tree house. In order to keep a promise, Link removed the Spiritual Stone of Water and made a pit stop at Zora's Domain. He took the opportunity to warn the king about Nierak, only to learn that the dark mage had already been apprehended and imprisoned at Ruto's behest. Speaking of the princess, she was overjoyed at having her engagement ring back, although she lectured him on keeping her waiting for seven years. They both laughed it off, and Link finished his trek across Hyrule Field. He would have played the Prelude of Light, but it didn't work because he technically hadn't learned it yet. Goddesses, he hated time travel.
Lon Lon Ranch hadn't exploded, which was something Link was delighted to see. He spent the night there, as he had once been promised by Talon, and it was great to be around them despite their flabbergasted reception of their single-eyed Hero. He ended up telling Malon and Malon alone about the last timeline, figuring that since it had worked so well last time, it ought to work this time too. He left out a few smaller details, such as their confessions after the Spirit Temple, because he figured it would be inappropriate for the situation.
True to Ivan's word, she believed him wholeheartedly.
The next day, he left the Ranch and entered Castletown. It was just as bustling as it had been before Ganondorf's takeover, which was nice to see. He didn't have time to waste in the central plaza, though. He beelined for the castle, evading the guards in a similar fashion to how he had done it in his first excursion. It brought back powerful waves of nostalgia that coursed through him, regardless of the reversal of the world. The guards were just as mindless as they had been; Link practically could have reached up and tugged them on the nose and they wouldn't have noticed a thing.
He made it to the courtyard, adjacent to the king's throne room. A young Zelda was peering through a tiny window, trying to discern the happenings on the other side. The last time he was here, he had somewhat died inside, and it was only thanks to the support from Ivan and Malon that that part of him ever managed to regrow. Now, here he was once more, again on the precipice of greatness.
"Zelda?" he asked hesitantly, praying that history would not repeat itself.
She turned away instantly and looked at Link from the top of the little platform. "Link?"
"Do… you… remember me?" he asked. Despite both Saria and Ruto having told him she did, he wanted- needed- to hear it for himself.
Her response was a large smile. "Of course, Link. Why wouldn't I?"
"Not just from a week or so ago?"
"Yes."
A wave of relief coursed through Link's body, adrenaline that he hadn't realized the creation of dissipating. But he couldn't be happy. He had a bone to pick with this particular Princess.
"You didn't," he said, failing to withhold an accusatory tone from his speech. "Not last time."
She. "L… last time?"
"Okay, Zelda, let me paint you a picture," Link said. "Imagine a Hyrule where west is east and east is west. So the Gerudo Desert is the land of the rising sun instead of the setting sun."
"Uh… alright…"
"That's the world I was born in. A world that was erased after I defeated Ganondorf. See-"
"Oh! Oh!" she exclaimed, a practically visible spark of realization flashing across her face. "When I sent you back in that timeline, the Sages and I must not have remembered any of it for some reason! That explains why you were so confusing when I first met you! That explains why you always seem to know everything I'm going to say before I even say it! That explains why you were so combative when I sent you back this time! Because you had already experienced it before!
"Oh my Goddesses, Link… if I condemned you to a world in which no one remembered your sacrifices… oh Goddesses, I'm sorry."
Link let out a breath he hadn't realized he was holding. "If you'd said that the first time you met me… wait, that analogy doesn't work, I'd still have forgiven you. My point is, that second quest was the respite I needed to step back and reevaluate myself. And… I've come to terms with it. Sure, it caused me pain. Sure, it was excruciating. But I got through it, didn't I? And now, it's finally paying off. I just wish… I could have saved the people I had met in that future past."
They stood in silence for some time.
"So," Zelda started. "Could you tell me all about it?"
"You already know how the world was mirrored," Link began, "but there were many other differences too. For instance, Ganondorf didn't have nearly as much of Demise's influence in him. I had no idea what was going on, so I wasn't able to finish people's sentences and such. I never got dark magic. The water was never converted to poison. Ivan never existed, and my partner was instead a fairy named Navi, who was the polar opposite of Ivan in every conceivable way possible. And… any other differences… the Gerudo weren't all brainwashed except for Nabooru, and just kind of gave me identification when I snuck into their base and freed some captured carpenters… oh, and you used to wear Triforce earrings."
"I did? I never got my ears pierced," the princess pondered. "I was too busy trying to find an antidote for the poison water. Anyway, tell me more."
"I guess it all started in Kokiri Forest, where I was summoned by the Great Deku Tree by Navi. I love Navi, but she was more passive than Ivan was and offered more in the way of sage advice- like how to operate a door with no handle. I had to cleanse the evil in the Deku Tree, just like this time, but it was a lot easier for some reason, because the puzzles were much simpler and the monsters only hurt half as much. Regardless, the Deku Tree still died, and I went to see you at Hyrule Castle Town. I took longer to get there, though, so I didn't have to throw a Cucco at the guards to get in-"
"That was you?" she exclaimed. "Wait, what am I saying? Of course it was."
"Yeah… sorry about that… Anyway, that Zelda and I agreed to hunt the Spiritual Stones and open the Door of Time, seizing the Triforce before Ganondorf could. So I did, and collected the stones. Ganondorf still attacked and killed your dad, and nevertheless acquired the Triforce of Power. I got sealed for seven years and met Sheik before setting off to awaken the Sages, much like this time. Only… when we beat him… you sent me back to relive my childhood, and I woke up in Kokiri Forest before I'd done anything. I half believed it was a dream until I got my Stalfos hand and nearly broke someone's neck on instinct.
"From there, you know the story. I met Ivan, collected the Stones, got blackmailed by Ganondorf, freed the Sages, and got sent back again. This time, though, we all remember. And that's what's kept me from doing anything ridiculous."
He glanced up at the sky and realized it was almost night. "Oh… wow. I didn't realize how late it was. I should go. It's been good seeing you and hashing this out."
"Wait!" she yelled after him, giving him pause. "We should talk to my father and get Ganondorf out of the picture. Not to mention discussing your reward. You're the Hero of Time, that's got to count for something!"
"I don't need any rewards for doing any of this," Link tried to say, shoving his hands in his pockets in embarrassment and feeling something odd, He withdrew his hand and laid eyes on the little medallion the Deku Tree Sprout had given him in the decayed timeline. Why was that, of all things, still here?
"Actually, Zelda?"
"Hm?" she turned.
"I'd like to find my family. Or at least, what's left of them. You see, the Deku Tree Sprout gave me this medallion in the future past from my father, and I'd like to know where they are."
"Let me have a look," Zelda said, snatching the medal and peering at it. "Link, this is- a knight's insignia! Link, you're—!"
"I know, but… can you make out anything else?"
"It's too dark," the princess lamented. "Oh well. We can ask my father about it after we take care of Ganondorf. Please, come inside; we can discuss it over supper."
Link allowed an erstwhile grin to creep onto his face. It was almost over. After this was done, he could finally meet his biological family. And even if they were all dead or wanted nothing to do with him, he always had his other family to fall back onto.
!0*0!
Link had never actually met King Daphnes Nohansen Hyrule in either of his adventures. Therefore, he had no idea what the king even looked like, let alone his mannerisms, thought processes, or ideals. He turned out to be stocky, with a beard that fitted his position as king. He wore a red cloak with blue and gold underneath it. He carried himself in a dignified but hardly haughty manner, which Link could respect. In all honesty, Link's mental picture of King Daphnes was a near perfect match for how he actually appeared.
"You must be Link," the king boomed after recovering from the shock of meeting the monocular Hylian. "My daughter has told me much about you. It is a pleasure to finally meet your acquaintance."
He had a voice perfect for his role. Confident and poised, but not altogether demanding. "The pleasure is mine, Your Highness," the Hero of Time replied, bowing. "Last time I tried to speak with you, you were… well, dead, so I consider myself lucky to have met you even in spite of that."
"Father, that which I foresaw has already come to pass," Zelda revealed. "Ganondorf betrayed the Royal Family, destroyed much of Hyrulean civilization as we know it, and seized the Triforce from the Sacred Realm. What followed was seven years of brutality and devastation while Link was sealed in the Realm, waiting to come of age to be the Hero of Time. When he finally emerged, Hyrule was a land ruled by ancient demons such as the Lynels. Regardless, Link went on to awaken the seven Sages which include not only myself, but my handmaiden Impa, your Sworn Brother Darunia of the Gorons, and Princess Ruto of the Zora. Once all the Sages were awakened, we fought Ganondorf in his Tower, forged from the remains of Hyrule Castle, and sealed him in the void of the Evil Realm. Then, we went back in time with the Ocarina to just yesterday, to prevent Ganondorf from rising to power in the first place."
"I see," King Daphnes said, taking a moment to digest this information. "I was wrong to not trust your premonitions, Zelda. And for that, I must apologize. And for you, young Link… what could I do to repay you for saving my lands and assisting a countless number of people who live, have lived, and will live in those lands? I could dub you a knight, if you so desired, even against the wishes of the Court."
"Well…" Link said. "It's not much, but... I'd like to see if any of my family is still alive. In the future past, the Deku Tree Sprout gave me a medallion from my father, and although I haven't had much time to peruse it, it appears to be a knight's medal. If you could tell me who I could go to that is closest to them, that would be appreciated. I believe that my father was a Catalian defector in the Unification War, but I don't know."
"Show me the medallion," the king said, a smile forming on his face. "And I will do what I can."
Link procured the medal and handed it to the king, who studied at it for all of one second before stopping dead, his features slowly morphing into something implacable.
"Father?" Zelda asked, worried. "Is everything all right?"
"Arn of Catalia?" he asked disbelievingly. "Are you saying that he is… was your father?"
"Yes," Link said, suddenly unsure of himself. "Is there a problem?"
"Arn of Catalia, the most heinous traitor of the Unification War?!" he repeated, truly enraged. "Boy, it is your deeds and your deeds alone that keep your neck attached to your shoulders!"
"Father!" the princess gasped, shocked. "You cannot possibly be considering executing the Hero of Time!"
"Traitor?" Link asked, flabbergasted. "I… how?"
"Your swine of a father approached me as a refugee from Catalia in the early days of the war, claiming that he knew critical information for the war effort. His testimony proved to be correct, aiding us in early victories over our enemies. So I knighted him 'Arn of Catalia' and asked that he investigate the Catalian war effort, to give us inside information.
"What I couldn't possibly have known was that Arn was a double agent. For the next year, he did nothing but feed my men false information, sprinkling in just enough truth to keep him on our side. And then… there was the Massacre of Eldin."
"E- eldin?" Zelda inquired, hand moving to cover her mouth in shock. "The most catastrophic battle of the War?"
"The very same," King Daphnes sighed. "Arn led my forces straight into a trap. There were Catalian knights everywhere in the city, and my men were slaughtered. For every thirty Hyruleans that walked into that town, two walked out. And for every ten men that escaped with their lives, only three lived to tell the tale.
"We knew Arn was the traitor, for he had revealed himself to us at Eldin, believing that he had destroyed all of the Hyrulean forces and had won the war for Catalia. He didn't know that we had other knights in reserve, and we killed him and everyone in his manor, save his fleeing wife and the babe in her arms. I see now that that infant was you."
Link blinked, trying to process that information. The warning signs were all over the place. The conflict between Catalia and Hyrule, Arn's seat at the table in Khalinor… it all fit. And Link was horrified and ashamed of his heritage, a feeling he had never felt before.
"I… I'm sorry, my lord," Link hastened to say, sinking into a reverent kneel. "I had no knowledge of this. Forgive me."
The elderly king's eyes softened. "So unlike your father," he whispered. "Arn was a proud man, and refused to bow to anyone. He did not apologize for anything. It was simply not in his nature. He merely pressed on, like only he could."
"Then… you won't kill him?" Zelda said hopefully.
"No, I will not," Daphnes stated with a sigh. "I merely let my infuriation towards Arn cloud my judgement for a time. But with this in mind, I am afraid that I must revoke my initial offer of squirehood to you. If the Court would have fought tooth and nail to prevent a commoner from learning the ways of the knight, regardless of their actions in a separate timeline, then imagine their resistance to giving potential knighthood to the son of the most vile traitor of the last quarter of a century."
"I… understand," Link said, sounding dejected. "Thank you for your assistance, Your Grace."
"Wait, Link," Daphnes started. "There is still something I can do for you. It has been more than ten years since the death of Sir Arn, so it shouldn't be all that much of a stretch to declare his wife Medilia and her son dead. While I cannot grant you a life within these walls, I can at least pardon you indirectly."
"Link, this is for the best," Zelda assured. "The Court would reject anything more, and you can have a chance for a normal life. Beyond that, nothing will change. I promise."
The Hero of Time sighed. "All right," he agreed, "but on one condition: I can swing by to visit the princess every once in a while."
"I'd like that," Zelda said.
Daphnes sighed. "I don't see why not."
Link let out a breath he hadn't realized he'd been holding. He left the castle the way he'd come in and bought a room at an inn, pondering what he'd do from then on. He decided that he'd first run back to Kokiri Forest and return the rest of the Spiritual Stones. Then, he'd visit all of the Sages to check in and establish some sort of plan to combat Ganondorf's inevitable next attempt to take the Triforce.
He breathed in, then breathed back out again. It was all over. Ganon's plans were thwarted, at least for now. All that was left was to take care of the loose ends.
He still had many regrets, certainly, the most notable being the number of people he had failed to save in the future past. He regretted not being able to talk to Ivan ever again. He regretted his own heritage. But above all, he was free to step past that biting guilt and seize a new life, a life that he could truly call his own.
I couldn't completely ruin Link. If I completely ruined Link, we'd be overstepping our boundaries and kind of stealing ideas from Acheronta Movebo, a work that actually inspired this one. Go read it. It's a lot better than Tears of Memory, anyway.
Oh, and this STILL isn't the last chapter. Sorry.
At the same time, I'm so tired of Link's parents being either super-good people or nobodies. Why can't they be evil? So I made them evil. Deal with it.
NOOTTD: Daphnes Nohansen Hyrule is the name of the King from WW. I never thought OOT and WW were separated by more than a century, so I thought it made sense.
Arm and Medilia are from the manga, I believe. I don't know. Honestly, I just took the names from RyoshiMorino's "Inner Demons", and he said those names were from the manga. Sorry, Ryoshi.
You like how I gave the throwaway joke from the prologue an actual stake in the plot? I told you the Kokiritarian Fairy Board is like the Spanish Inquisition!
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