Yes, yes I know I said only two chapters a day, but since the previous chapter was so short I decided to upload the next one. Here is another OC of mine, and yes I created my own villain. Don't worry, he's not as mindless as he appears in this chapter, you'll discover more later! Enjoy!
Meanwhile, many miles away into the sky, a secret realm hung just above the world, looking down upon all other creatures. In the center of that realm was a great castle. However, it was nothing like the grand, beautiful castle in Hyrule. This castle was mostly black in color, with horrid statues of demons and dragons perched on edges of pillars and rooftops waiting to strike from above on helpless prey. Any ordinary mortal who would dare go near it (if it could fly) would instantly go mad from fear. Inside the highest tower of the grotesque structure, two yellow eyes stared down from a shadowed window.
"So, Manasa has decided to join the humans, eh?" a deep voice sounded through the dark room. A cloud blocking the sun moved to the side, illuminating the figure within. It was not human, but it was a beast. It was a dragon with a hulking, muscular body that would shatter mountains if he landed on them. Hands tipped with black claws that could tear through iron clacked against the stone floor. His scales, blood red and ghastly, protected him from every inch of his body. "Shame, because we can always use new dragons to fight the war that is about to start…" the dragon sighed, walking through the enormous corridor. The structure was scarcely big enough for his almost infinite mass to pass through, as he appeared lost in thought. A few candles lighted the hallways, but the dragon didn't need them. His big yellow eyes could see just fine in the dark, but his servants on the other hand, didn't have eyes as trained as his.
He passed through his castle; occasionally eyeing one of his servants as he went passed the main exit. I don't even know why I take control of these petty wyverns… So dimwitted. As soon as he stepped out, however, a wyvern flapped against the sky and landed clumsily infront of the giant dragon's red claws. Wyverns were close cousins of the dragons, but much smaller and less intelligent. Being born without front legs, only hind claws, wings, and a tail, they were less powerful in battle. It was barely the size of one of his hands, and the creature looked up at him, quivering a little.
"S-sir, we've lost Manasa unfortunately…" it stammered.
"I know that! Anything else to report?"
"W-well, sh-she's been spotted by humans down below," it managed to screech out. "Apparently they seem to like her…" The dragon glared at the underling, thinking about devouring him right then and there. Seeing its master's stare, it continued. "Well, not all but… Uh… one lad has been sent to protect her for a little while, since our forces beat her up a bit…"
"That's all I needed to know. Thanks, I suppose," he growled. "You are dismissed."
"T-thank you Master Gorethik," the wyvern bowed, and took off into the sky. Gorethik snorted, flicking his bright slimy tongue along his fangs.
"It doesn't really matter to me, I guess. After all, many humans have tried to slay me, but to no avail…" he pretended to sound pitiful, but then smirked, looking over a long scar that ran down the tip of his right eye down to the index finger of one of his claws. "But still, occasionally there is one who has enough power to at least make me exert some energy." Spreading his enormous red wings, he felt the wind against the tough membrane. With a mighty roar, he propelled his huge body above the hideous castle and forest below, circling the vast hidden realm in the sky. "After all, it does get rather boring here…"