The Author
Sort of a 3rd addition to Nothing and Invisable.
Vio smiled to himself, he had perfected his face. He lined his eyes with thin liner, black as usual. It was a small tribute to his demon friend, whose eyes had it naturally. Vio was now considered mute, which he snorted at. He was very capable of speech, and did so often when he was alone. The blonde's hair retained its dark black and purple highlights he had dyed into it. Vio smiled, thought it never fully reaches his lips. The teen was now aging to past eighteen, and wrote books for a living. His books written were a secret to everyone in Hyrule, as he went by the alias of 'Vioari' the others had no idea it was his birth name. Soon after the quest the four links tried to return the sword, however as the swords turned to one, the four did not. They also each regained a memory of their own as children and growing up until the four sword teleported them into Hyrule.
"Is it good Shadow?" he looked down the shadow next to him, candle lights flickering as the shape nodded in return. Vio smiled. A real smile, and returned to his main bedroom, closing the bathroom door behind him.
"Must you continue to dress like that?" the Princess scolded. Vio wore his now usual black and purple tunic with dark skinny jeans. He just tilted his head as if he had no idea what she was talking about. She sighed and shook her head. "Whatever. Be a target." Zelda stood again, walking off to flirt with the guard protecting them. It was Vio's turn to sigh and shake his head. His shadow did so, but a second later than him. Red eyes flashed out of the black shadow, winking at him before disappearing.
Vio's books sold for a lot of money, there are a lot of secret readers in town. Mostly he writes sad stories, revised versions of his feelings for Shadow. Names changed of course, his characters were the clever cunning Sapphire and Kuraitsuki. Both girls who longed for love they were forbidden to have because their kingdom made it illegal for same sex relationships. It hadn't happened In Hyrule yet, but it was bound to with the looks Zelda gave him. Too bad she didn't know about Blue and Red, her good warriors. Vio almost spat, he hated the Princess. He felt the shadow beneath him shift, wondering where his thoughts had gone that his expression turned sour.
He often hid in his secret shadow garden to write. His most recent novel about the flower he had found in his bedroom. Again with his two main characters, however with different names. He smiled at the comfort at the darkness falling in the garden. The pen scratched paper as he wrote his thoughts creatively.