The Legend of Zelda: Return of the Hero
The Fairy King
-And so the hero of legend departed these lands in search of his life longed friend. Why she left no one knew but he would not return without her. And so for 7 long years he searched, always on her trail, always too late, until he arrived in the lands of Ausrellia. Even from the outskirts he could feel the dark presence looming over the land.
Link's fury knew no bounds. His forehead trickled with blood, his feet tired and sore, and his arms heavy from bloodletting without rest from this night and the night before. The Hylian's tunic was tattered, stained, and ripped revealing the enchanted chainmail beneath. Standing before a pair of massive double doors, he flexed his leather gauntlet hands open and close to relieve the involuntary cramping from gripping his sword and shield for so long.
After studying the vaulted doors, he noticed that they weren't in the state of ruin and crumble as the rest of the castle. These were well maintained, blue painted wood, both expertly engraved with ancient Ausrellian designs and trimmed with brass along the edges. From here Link could feel the resonating darkness within. Its power so strong that not even the protective spirits haunting the castle could enter beyond the portal.
The paint reminded Link of something and he reached behind him for the flask held close by a leather strap around his shoulder. Grimacing the blonde hero drank deeply of the foul blue liquid within. Magical potions could never go bad with age but it certainly did nothing to help the taste.
Pausing no further, Link reached for the brass ringed handles and steadily opened the double doors with great might. The room was revealed to be in utter darkness and not even light from the hall could pierce through. A lifetime of entering such rooms filled with traps, monsters, and ambushes had taught Link a thing or two about passing within. Instead of lighting a torch he simply stepped into the darkness.
He could feel the presence inside had no intention of slaying him through dastardly means. Even beings of evil are curious and those with power are subject to admiring it in others. Link took no more paces into the room than what would allow his enemy to gather forces behind him without his knowledge.
Seeing that the green stranger was waiting for his response, the dark entity inside began to close the doors behind Link without visible means to display his power. The enveloping void that surrounded the Hero of Time lasted only a few moments before being violently washed away. Light emanated from behind by a figure standing in the center of the room as a circular disk, spinning as it grew larger and larger until it pushed the darkness away and lit the stone hollow clear as day. The sudden brightness caused Link to shield his eyes as they adjusted.
The circular chamber had a vaulted ceiling and was devoid of any objects or decorations. At first glance there seemed nothing but a small movement caught Link's eye. On the opposite side of the room, far behind the black cloaked figure were the six Great Fairies of Hyrule. They were as beautiful as Link remembered but it was clear that something was terribly wrong. Their vibrant hairs of viridian, red, and aqua were now painted black with corruption. Their clothing of light silk and adorning jewelry were also set to match.
The Hylian's fist clenched and trembled in a fury that burned with hate. He had seen and fought many great evils and he knew he would be destined to fight a great many more, but this was different. The Great Fairies were one of the most powerful beings that existed in any realm. Children of the Goddess' themselves, he knew them to stay out of mortal affairs and had seen them only use a fraction of their power to provide him aid in times of great peril.
It was clear that whoever stood to conquer Ausrellia had the ability to control and enslave such magical beings. A normal man would have been paralyzed by fear at such an idea but Link was something more than a simple commoner. Since the age of ten he had spent his life fighting creatures, monsters, and men who should only exist in nightmares. Whatever powers this being held; it paled in comparison to the Hero of Time.
The Ghost Prince of Ausrellia had told him that this was a mortal man he faced and that his name was Dreygus. The self proclaimed Fairy King now opposed a man who saved seven different kingdoms from tyranny and destruction, changed the very course of history more than once, and stopped entire armies in their tracks. The lean, muscular, blonde before him had made a simple game of fighting creatures which boggled mortal comprehension and stood as the very definition of valor.