Chapter 3:
It's God

This place... So cold... Water runs, faster and faster. Endlessly rushing through halls, in an effort to get away. The sound of it's laughter fills every nook and carny It bleeds through the chips, cleansing the carvings. Purples, whites, and blues everywhere. They glare at each other, waiting until only one stands. Great battles were worn within the stone and had lost there meanings. Deep beneath the surface a symphony of colours dance to a current. The sweet bliss of a smooth flow can make the mind relax, traveling way faster then anyone hoped to swim.

A creature with midnight skin, silver hair, and glowing rubies for eyes, shyly stepped out onto the water covered stone. As the door slammed down, it jumped in surprise He looked ahead to where the water trickled down. He could see the corridors, the twists, and turns, that lay before him. As a scared faun, he looked around. A rush of bats flew past and he pressed against a crumbling wall, part of the ancient wall fell and smashed on to the floor below. Pieces fell into the water as well. The being quickly stepped away. After he calmed his rapid breathing and beating heart, he saw light just around the corner Slightly regretting leaving his own decaying chamber, the creature walked towards it. The closer he got, the more noise he heard. Then this noise turned into voices. Closer and closer, then he saw a great room. It had a crystal chandelier that reflected light every where, a grand staircase with a large pool under it, and funny looking people with blue-white skin and fins wandering about. They were painting, walking, and fixing things around the room. Out of fear and intrest the creature hid behind a peice of fallen wall.

"Have you heard?" A male voice said. "That boy who helped our king, was just named the Hero of Time by Princess Zelda."

"Yeah the guy's a legend now." Another male voice said. "I believe the Princess has also named him a prince too. She must really like him."

"Oh, don't tell Princess Ruto, she'll rip Zelda's head off." The two voices laughed. "But, seriously I don't think either of them has a chance with him."

"I thought Zelda almost did." One asked. "Didn't she swoon him near the lake, by the spirit fountain?"

"But, at the time she was in disguise." The other answered. "He didn't know who she was, until she tried to 'cuddle' up closer."

"Ah, so he found two things he didn't like?" One joked. "Boy he's picky."

"No, more like something that was missing." The other corrected. "Besides Zelda is a B-cup and she was wearing bindings."

"Hey!" A different voice yelled at them. "Get back to work! Princess Ruto wants this place finished be for the king's burial!"

The creature that was eavesdropping on the two men, sat against the wall's shadow. He thought about what they just said. He had no clue what a Zelda, or Ruto was. Most of what the men said gave him much confusion. All he knew was that Hylian being, that freed him from his chamber, was being fought over by two things called Princess. He looked at his hat and thought deeply of the person who changed his life. ...Only a god can open those doors from the inside of this world... A god, he remembered vaguely was something that was to be revered and feared by mortal creatures. He look at the faded drawings in front of him, he could barely make out the scene. Generally it had people bowing to something, some of it was too faded, but he could see a person with a tunic standing with a shield and sword before them. The midnight creature got up closer to the faded picture. It reminded him about the man that freed him. He must have been a powerful god, the creature thought deeply again. He put on his hat and pulled down the helmet piece over his face. He looked close to one of the armored people past the wall, but in a black tunic and covered arms and legs. He seemed to have a new ambition Trying his best to blend in, he walked out towards the door these people were coming from.

"Halt." An armored guard said to him. The creature froze in fear. "Hmm, nice outfit. Very Hyrulian, it's nice to see younger warriors try to connect beyond our Domain." The guard gave him a pat on the shoulder. "But I guess young man, you should head home. It's getting fairly dark out and you don't look prepared for an over night stay in the temple. Please tell the guard at the waterfall about today's progress, when you get back to the village."
Nodding, but not really understanding the guard, the creature went out the door.

A pale soft light glimmered off the water. It only illuminated around the front of the temple and about three feet below the water's surface. Everything beyond that was mixed with in a deep darkness. What plants or fish that could be seen, were made of the same silvery light that broke through the rippling water.

The creature swam out of the temple. Alone, it pulled up it's helmet piece and looked around. He could see the glow of his own eyes scan around the darker areas of the water. The creature then swam to the surface towards a grassy rise. He stood on the dew covered greenery and pulled off his soaking wet hat. He meekly looked around as he rung out the hat. The light glow of his eyes reflected off slightly on the silvery ground. Something made a gasp off to the side. The demon turned to see, in fear of what could make such a sound. But, he only caught a glimpse of something running down a bridge. Under the moonlight, the shadowed being could see a structure off in the distance. He went to put back on his hat, but saw it had changed. It no longer had the helmet piece and as his eyes wandered his outfit had changed as well. It now looked less ready for swimming and more for walking on land. Shrugging at the sudden change, the creature put on his hat and headed towards a large field beyond the lake.

The night's air was alive with the sound of crickets and frogs. The demon-ish person's heart pumped hard in his chest. This place was so large, no walls, no endless mind tricks, just full of life that expanded farther then his mind could stretch Grass, water, earth all perfectly in balance with each other Not like that lonely room, where the water was deadly to life, land didn't exist, and the only plant could barely stand. But, here was were only gods could stride in pride. A vastness only very few can wander. The being kept taking in long breaths and stopping to examine every detail of the world around it. It was all in reality was trying to drown itself in the vastness of life.

AN:

From here you will notice Dark's chapters will start with a little side story about the environment he is in, or going to be in, or of who he is going to encounter in the chapter. These are stories that he created in side his own mind before he even left the room of illusions in the first chapter. I said he went mad in that room for a short time, that's when he thought of these smaller stories and then realizes that he wasn't crazy but recounting the past as distant memories.