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Well this was unusually fast was it not?

Ghirahim was furious, hell beyond furious even! "He's not in the bedroom nor the bathroom, I swear he is going to be severely punished for this!" The demon yelled to the empty hallway. All morning the bokoblins had been fighting the dragon, Faron, because she apparently didn't want to die.

Ghirahim crossed his arms and looked around the hallway completely flustered that his favorite toy had gone missing. The demon lord was about to punch a hole in the wall when he heard the distinct sniffing of a certain boy.

Thrilled, the demon casually followed the sound until he found Link under one of the small decorative tables bawling his eyes out. "Found you." Ghirahim chuckled and lowered himself so he could see the boy easier.

"I'm sorry..." The boy cried.

"Master is not to happy you are late. More than late actually. We thought you ran away again." Ghirahim guided Link into the light. "But you still need to be punished young one."

"I'm sorry... I got so scared and... well, I'm tired of this. I give up, you win." The last two words came out as a sob and Ghirahim smiled.

"Do not fear us child, as long as you obey, you will not be punished. You are finally seeing your place I assume? Of course you are. In that case you will need to tell master this not me." Ghirahim gently helped the boy up guiding him down the hall. The demon lord couldn't wipe the smile off his face as the two entered the throne room coming face to face with a not so happy king.

Link hid behind Ghirahim, his big blue eyes looking strait into the ones devoid of any mercy.

"Ghirahim what took so long?" Demise growled lowly. Link felt an uneasy shiver travel up his master's spine.

"W-well, Master as I found the boy he told me something, I only assume he was too afraid of us to speak up sooner." Ghirahim started pulling Link in front of him.

"Well?" Demise growled standing up from his enormous throne and heading to the two. Link felt so tiny compared to Demise. "Spit it out, hero."

"I-I give up t-to you. You w-win I no longer wish to f-fight." Link stuttered as he trembled from fear.

"That is all?" Demise sighed heavily. "As you wish. You are no longer a hero, no longer the savior, but a slave. Understood?"

"Y-yes master, I understand. I promise I will not fail you I only wish to serve you in exchange for some freedom." Link replied a little more confident.

"Understood. Here are your duties, instead of completing chores by day you will do whatever you wish. You must come to the throne room by nine every morning. You will not be late. The only requirement is that dinner is at eight, sharp and if needed you will fight at Ghirahim's side in battles. You are not to fail me."

"Yes master. I promise, I will not fail you. I will do whatever you wish with no question."

"Excellent!" Ghirahim clapped his hands. "We will start the process tomorrow, but today we will get your privileges in order. Come skychild, we have a lot we need to go through."

"P-process?" Link asked.

"Yes, of course the only token to getting out of your spot is to sell your soul to master."

"Okay. I am fine with that." The teen shrugged as if it meant nothing.

"Now, follow me." Ghirahim smirked.


Link had been taken to a room he had never been inside before. The demon lord seemed slightly pleased as he inserted the key. In an instant, the door was swung open and Link was left to gawk at the sight before him.

"This is your new room skychild." The demon lord announced. Link entered the forest green room looking at the detail on the walls. "This room was made just for you, I decided on painting the walls like the trees in Faron to give you a little more sense of home as you humans call it." Ghirahim shut the door and left Link alone inside to look at everything.

Along the far west wall was a book self with only 20 books or so. His bad was a big queen-sized bed completer with a dark green color. The carpet was a smooth brown and everything looked to be made of wood. There was a dresser, a nightstand on each side of the bed and a wooden door was on the East wall. Link walked over to the door and opened it seeing a personal bathroom.

Inside was a bathtub with water that came from the ceiling, it was big but not as big as Ghirahim's. Everything had the same colors of green and brown, and it gave a calming tone to the room. on the ceiling of each room was a chandelier made to look like it was made from a tree branch. They both were decorated with fake green leaves and a few white flowers.

Link turned back to the room finding his new bed with something black on it. The teen walked over and picked up the fabric looking at it. There was a short pair of shorts, two glove-like things with holes for his fingers, two sock-like objects cut at the tip so his toes would peak out, and a turtleneck shirt the stopped just above his stomach and had no sleeves. Each article had diamond shapes cut out of it showing more skin than the boy would've like to prefer. But it did cover everything necessary and it was some type of clothing after all.

Yet one question still remained in his head: Am I willing to give this all up?

Link decided to put on the outfit left for him. The black material was so tight on his body and nothing was hidden. It was like his was naked anyways, except you didn't see every detail, but everything was noticeable.

The young teen stepped out of the room to find his master smiling down at him.

"You look adorable in your new outfit. Lunch is in one hour. Be there on time." And just like that, Ghirahim was gone in a flurry of diamonds.

What was he supposed to do now? Confusion was evident on the teen's face. They just left him? No lectures? No chores? Nothing made sense.

I guess I could roam around some more... I really should go over my plan to make sure the demons can't figure it out.


It had only been 30 minutes and the rain started to pour. The teen just watched the drops fall outside. It seemed like the storm would never end. It was actually really boring and he wished he had chores, or at least something to do.

Then something caught his eye.

There was someone standing on the roof of the mansion. Much too big to be a bokoblin, yet much too small to be one of the demons. The figure wore a black cloak and they just stood there. Who were they?

Curiosity beat common sense and Link opened the window letting the rain water pour in. It was freezing, but Link wanted to know who that person was. Were there any survivors? Was that person one of the survivors?

Link climbed over the ledge and out the window into the pouring rain balancing himself on the roof before walking to the figure. They jumped and ran across the slippery roof running from the teen.

"Wait!" Link called out running after the person while trying to keep his balance. "Wait stop! Who are you?" The teen yelled out but the person didn't stop, they just ran faster.

The boy tried keeping up as he ran, his clothes beyond soaked. The person eventually stopped and turned around watching the boy run.

Link felt hope in his chest as he ran to the person. He turned one of the curves on the roof not quite paying attention and before he knew it, he had slipped off.

The figure he had been chasing before ran to the edge and watched him fall and everything seemed to move in slow motion as he looked up seeing a familiar face of a girl he once knew. Before he could think of who she was the solid impact of the ground hit him and he fell unconscious from the hit wondering if he was going to die or not.

Wow. Go get the popcorn guys, shit's about to happen.

So this should've been updated three days ago, but my internet had a fart.

But all is good now! I hope...

So please review, I already have the next chapter like, 60% complete so there could be another update today :D

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