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Lana has read stories of past heroes. From Hero of Skies to Hero of Twilight. One thing is for certain among them. They share the same spirit. That very spirit resides within her twin brother, Link.

Sheltered somewhat by their godly parents they prefer the quiet peace of the wild. Castle Town was a shock and overwhelming for the twins. Lana remembers it vividly. The loud cacophony of people’s voices overlapping one another. There was a dog barking, mother’s yelling for their kids, vendors calling out and advertising their products. It had simply been too much for them. Aeyl, their father, soothed them the best he could while Kana, their mother, went shopping. Eventually he found a quieter corner of the marketplace and sat down with his kids.

Due to the unfamiliar and frankly terrifying place, they had stayed put with their father when they’d normally explore. The care of their father seemed like a fleeting thing when the prophecy came suddenly to the little girl.

Lana’s wide eyed and terrified eyes as she explained her dream to her parents concerned her. She saw Kana’s sadness and Aeyl’s dread. The family requested a private audience with King Rhoam. Since Aeyl was a retired General for the Hyrulean army it was accepted and the family got on their best clothes and traveled to Hyrule Castle.

Lana remembers her father kneeling to the King like her mother did. Lana had been wide eyed as she looked at the golden princess beside the King. Princess Zelda seemed like a bundle of energy and joy. Lana wanted to be her friend.

“How can we take a child’s dream seriously. Sir Aeyl, I have respected your rank but taking a child’s nightmare seriously is ludicrous.” Rhoam said sternly. Aeyl rolled his eyes from where his face was concealed by kneeling. “Perhaps some help is required in understanding the severity of this dream, My King.” Aeyl nods at a knight who nods back and opens the big doors to the sanctum to show Elder and Chief of the Sheikah Tribe, Suna.

The elder steps into the sanctum like she belongs there. Two Sheikah roll in an old tapestry. Perhaps some of the only remaining history from the Calamity 10,000 years ago.

“King Rhoam, I understand you are rightfully balking at Aeyl demanding you believe in his seven year old daughter, but when I tell you Lana is woefully correct, I am being completely serious. The calamity from 10,000 years ago required our Princess with the sacred power to seal Calamity, and a brave courageous knight who wielded a blade of legend. The Master Sword, the sword that seals the darkness. That courageous knight came from no where and appeared just when Hyrule needed him. The Princess trained day and night through harsh conditions to unlock her sacred powers. We Sheikah despite our exile by the King of 10,000 years ago have kept records of this event in hopes it will be useful for the future prosperity of Hyrule.”

The tapestry showed unique soldiers which Lana realized were not soldiers but mechanical spiders. Her eyes widen as a memory returns to her.

She’s staring out of unfamiliar eyes, out into a land unfamiliar to her. There are two people who aren’t unfamiliar though. A man with white hair and a smile that quells her anxiety and a woman with blond hair who shines like the sun. Link and Zelda, the King and Queen of Hyrule 10,000 years ago beside their friend and sister Lana. They carry a small bundle in their arms. A child, Princess Zelda Iris Hyrule. A bleary figure comes into view… Aeyl stands beside Link with a proud smile on his face. There is overwhelming joy coming from them.

She blinks and the throne room returns to her. She looks around wide eyed and tugs her mom’s dress. “Princess Zelda and Linky.”

“Hmm? What’s that dear?” Kana asks. Lana Hylian signs since words are hard for her and spelling things out with her hands is a more methodical approach to words.

“Link is the Knight, Zelda is the Princess. The Calamity of 10,000 years ago was fought by them. Princess became the Queen.”

Kana looks to Aeyl, “Dearest she remembered them.”

Aeyl’s eyes widen and suddenly he looks terrified. It’s only in his eyes though as his posture stays the same. “Daddy… is that bad?” She asks. He hides his fear to console his daughter. “No, it isn’t. These memories will help us now. But do not feel like you have to see what happened in the past. We must come up with creative solutions to hard problems.” Link has been quiet beside them thinking. “Is that why Daddy has been training me with swords?” Link asks.

Aeyl sighs and kneels in front of his kids. “I started to train you both because the world can be dangerous and I want to make sure you two knew how to protect yourselves. Hyrule has pockets of monsters that most citizens are unable to handle. If you two wish to travel this land like you love to explore then you must make sure you’re prepared to fight these monsters.” They nod. He kisses their foreheads.

“Aeyl is correct. This land is becoming dangerous. I fear it is an omen.” Suna says fiercely her red-brown eyes boring holes into the King. King Rhoam sighs. He cannot ignore this like he wishes. His precious daughter must start training. She is only six and has lost her mother. The world is cruel to her. “Very well. Aeyl you are required to move to Hyrule Castle with your children. Miss Lana will get formal training under Zelda’s teacher while Mr Link will get soldier training and join the army when he is of age.”

Kana looks to her husband hoping for a less severe request. Aeyl gives her a tired look. “Aeyl, they’re children.”

“They are… it is best I agree, Kana.” She looks at her kids and hugs them tightly. They don’t understand it but their world has just changed.

~~~

Lana is fourteen when she is deemed ready to teach Zelda all about a past Princess who sealed the calamity. Lana doesn’t think it’s the best idea for a horribly anxious kid. Link is also fourteen when he joins the army. His skill unprecedented. He cannot exceed his father’s skill but Aeyl has had many millennia to perfect his skills.

Link doesn’t talk anymore no matter how much Kana and Lana try. Aeyl simply lets the boy have his silence and signs to him as if they were having a normal conversation. Lana overhears her parents first argument.

“Aeyl how can you be so calm about all of this! Link does not speak anymore!”

“He does when he feels comfortable. He is a scared boy who is coping in the best way he knows. His silence holds great anxiety and fear. I treat him like nothing has happened because you can’t force these things. He’s scared, Kana. He desires our love and when we worry about his silence he hides away even more feeling he did something wrong.” It’s not so much as an arguement as her parents discussing Link’s silence. Lana decides that night she’ll always be beside her brother and support his decisions. They were thick as thieves as kids. Things have changed but Lana hopes her brother will be comfortable coming to her.

Teaching the Princess what happened in the past wasn’t fun. Going to the springs was less fun. Her father was assigned their guard as he refused to leave his daughter with a strange guard. This meant both father and daughter had to overhear the constant self-loathing of their princess. It broke Aeyl’s heart and it made Lana angry at the goddess for not listening to her descendant.

The powers Zelda was said to awaken didn’t develop even with her studious mind and determination. Lana blamed herself. Zelda blamed herself. Aeyl wished these two young girls didn’t have to go through this.

More monster attacks happen. Aeyl is vividly aware of how close they’re getting. Link pulls the Master Sword and suddenly everything is a blur. Divine Beasts, Guardians, and mountains of knowledge are unearthed. Aeyl does his best to warn the King that Ganon would have come up with a new strategy to defeat such a threat that thwarted him before. The King does not heed his warnings.

Lana and Link are seventeen when Zelda turns sixteen. Her sixteenth birthday is soured by King Rhoam demanding his daughter constantly pray at the springs. Lana and Link are rarely seen at the castle with Zelda anymore. They are in the different Hyrule Regions speaking with the champions, other times they are at the springs with the princess, and very few times they’re back home in Hateno the only place that feels safe for both teens.

Lana’s frustration becomes her silence as well. She doesn’t smile as much but is still insanely polite to the king. Lana is much kinder and brighter when with Zelda and Link. Link rarely smiles, he cooks even less (a joy of his), and trains even harder. Aeyl and Kana watch the stress of saving an entire kingdom destroy their kids. Zelda included among them. Aeyl tries to look on the bright side. Zelda isn’t as hostile to Link and is actually friends with him. She has even developed a crush on Link. There is barely anything he can do about it though.

Kana cooks for the kids when they stop at Hateno from time to time. Aeyl watches them when they’re at the Castle. These three kids are expected to act like adults and save a kingdom. It angers both of them. Aeyl tries to gently persuade King Rhoam into lessening the pressure on Zelda’s shoulders. It is still far too late.

Zelda turns seventeen. She walks up Mount Lanaryu with Lana and Link. Her silent companions stand vigilantly yet incredibly anxious. Lana is staring at the castle with a haunted look in her eyes and she knows deep down this will not work. They head down the mountain and the champions are there.

Lana shakes her head. “We did everything we could.” The four champions deflate. “Let us return to the castle, Little Bird.” Urbosa smiled softly resting a hand on Zelda’s shoulder. Lana looks at her brother and her tearful eyes say more than words can say.

Link straightens and looks at the sky and then back to his sister. “Sorry.” She whispers. A deafening roar sounds across Hyrule. Lana winces. Calamity Ganon has awoken. Lana is tasked with getting Impa and then going to find Purah and Robbie. Link is tasked with protecting Zelda and facing Ganon. The champions head to their Divine Beasts.

Aeyl helps as many civilians as possible. He leads them to Fort Hateno and tells them to run to Hateno. He’s there fighting malice infected guardians when his son falls in combat. The bond the family share ran deeper than most. He can feel Kana’s disbelief, Lana’s grief and anger, and he himself is shocked. He fights through the guardians to reach his son’s body. The Fierce Deity sword is horribly disfigured and dulled by the fight against Guardians.

Zelda’s power engulfs the plain. Aeyl pauses but pushes his shock away to reach his son. He is horrified to see what the Guardians have done to his son. Fi weakly calls out.

Aeyl touches the disfigured Master Sword to speak with the spirit inside the blade. Fi tells him about the Shrine of Resurrection and his son’s promise to give up his memories to serve his kingdom. He signed his life away… Aeyl realizes with horror. Link had come back from Purah’s lab with a copy of papers. He didn’t pry. He wishes he did.

He will respect his son’s wishes even if it causes him immense grief. “Princess… Zelda wait before you take Fi to Korok Forest… None of this was your fault. Ganon was smarter after his defeat 10,000 years ago. You did everything you could.” Aeyl hugs the princess and her shaking figure. “I lost everything.”

“Not everything. Link will be alright. Lana, Impa, Purah, and Robbie. Me and Kana. All of us believe in you, Zel. I have considered you my daughter for many years now. Lana and Link were always happiest around you.” Aeyl kisses her forehead and smiles softly. He goes and picks up his son. Purah and Robbie help him to the Shrine. Aeyl cries as he places his son in the shrine and seals him in there. He lets his fury out on the Guardians swarming the Great Plateau.

They seal the plateau off and go to Kakariko. Zelda tells each of them the plan. Lana quiet as she listens. “A suicide mission you have there Zelda.” Lana says quietly. Zelda looks at her. “But I can’t see any other way Hyrule will survive.”

“Make sure Link frees the Divine Beasts when he awakens.”

“Yeah…” Lana mumbles and gets up and walks out of Impa’s house. Aeyl walks after her. “Lana.” He says softly following the teen towards Mount Lanaryu. Lana turns to him eyes red rimmed and face carefully void of emotion. “We will do our best to protect Hyrule. Your mother has gone to heal the land—“

“It’s not enough. My brother signed away his life for this damn prophecy I had. I sent my brother to his death! I couldn’t help Zelda to awake her powers before Ganon came back! What good is the prophet if she can’t fix this?”

“You were as much of a child as Link and Zelda. There was no visible option for you kids. Rhoam rarely listened to my ideas on how to prevent some of this tragedy. Don’t blame yourself for something you couldn’t prevent, Lana.” He opens his arms and hopes his daughter will seek comfort in him since she hasn’t in a while. Just this once she does and as much as it is for the comfort of his daughter it’s his own comfort.

Aeyl protects Zelda all the way to Hyrule Castle where he stands back as Zelda seals herself and Ganon away in the sanctum. Aeyl starts his aimless wandering.

Lana receives a blessing upon Mount Lanaryu from the dragon Naydra. She wanders as well. She continues the research that the Sheikah have stopped. She spends years studying malice and its effects. She spends decades studying the Zonai ruins. She spends 100 years ignoring the Calamity and her grief over her brother.

She is forever changed by the events of the calamity and the loss of her family. Kana is no longer in Hyrule. She is somewhere outside of that. Aeyl is clearing monster camps and being a hired sword. She sometimes manages to find her dad but overall their family is broken.

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Lana was spending a nice evening with her father. Aeyl had found her at the Serenne Stable discussing the three great skeletons across Hyrule with some historians. Towers from the Ancient Sheikah rise from the ground and the two look at each other with hope. Link was alive! The shrine healed him!

Lana is displeased by Ganon awakening. Ganon’s been silent for 100 years. Perhaps it had something to do with the main control unit for the Sheikah tech below Hyrule Castle.

Well it doesn’t matter. She’ll clear out more Guardians with her father and go around clearing out enemy camps to make the roads safer. They’ve been doing the same thing for many years. They’ll continue to do it until they die. Lana hopes that when Naydra’s blessing fades that she doesn’t immediately become an old woman.

It isn’t easy to find Link. He’s as wild and chaotic as nature can be. Lana has an easier time searching since she’s explored Hyrule enough to know the ins and outs of select locations. Akkala was her least favorite region mainly because of Akkala Citadel. It reminded her too much of the pain the Calamity caused.

Link doesn’t even notice her too focused on the wolf at his side. Lana observes the wolf. The white markings on its forehead form some sort of seal. Her curiosity gets the better of her and she decides to ask Link. “Hi! Sorry to disturb you! I was just wondering about your animal here.”

“Oh! Ah! No worries. This is Wolfie. He’s my traveling companion.”

“Cute.” Lana smiles slightly and kneels down. “Hello Wolfie, I am Lana. Nice to meet you.” The wolf pats her leg with its paw. She assumes he wanted a paw shake. “A very intelligent wolf.” She mutters curious. “Yeah, I don’t know where he came from but we bonded instantly.” Link grins and ruffles the wolf’s fur. Wolfie barks and bites at Link’s tunic.

Lana chuckles. It was nice to see her brother had his smile once more. “Well looks like he’ll keep you out of trouble.” Link snorts. “He tries.”

She chuckles again and pats Wolfie’s head. She heads to the stable up the road in Akkala in the shadow of Akkala Citadel. She sees the Skywatchers still flying around the ruins. Aeyl is cooking at the cooking pot. Hearty Salmon gets seared and basted with an herb butter. Endura carrots get chopped up and cooked in the herb butter. “He doesn’t remember you?”

“He did sign his memories away dad.” She says with a sigh. Aeyl hums and tasks her with making a cool safflina infused tea. “What the crisp autumn air getting to you old man?” She teases. “Cool Safflina has a light floral taste to it.  Warm Safflina is bitter.”

“Your preference. I think it tastes like mom’s lemon tea.” Aeyl gives a disgusted expression. She snorts. “Lemon tea is one, sour, and two not from Hyrule. There is one fruit that tastes like lemons that still exists in Hyrule, Shock fruit and that has a shocking zing to it.”

“And shock fruit hasn’t been seen in thousands of years dad.” She huffs. “Oh it exists. In the sky specifically.”

“Dad legends of sky islands are long old. It’s an old wives tale one they’d tell their kids, like… dragons existing.”

“Oh so the dragon blessed Hylian thinks Dragons are an old wives tale.” Aeyl scoffs. She rolls her eyes. “You know what I mean. Most Hylians can’t see the dragons. Kids see Koroks and Dragons and even then. They grow out of that.” Aeyl gives her a look. She rolls her eyes and focuses on the tea.

For the most part their duties do not change. Aeyl clears out the castle with ease every Blood Moon. Link finds him doing it one time while the hero is gathering a memory. “Uh…” Aeyl looks like a deer caught by a predator. His sword still sticking out of the ground after the silver moblin had disappeared into black smoke. “What are you doing?” Link questions. “Aren’t you Lana’s supposedly feeble old man?”

Aeyl grins awkwardly before Link’s words process. “That little girl! Oh this old feeble man will show her what’s for!” He grabs his sword and starts stomping out of Zelda’s old bedroom. “Ah! Wait! Lana’s dad!”

Aeyl pauses to look back. “She’s my friend it would be nice if you didn’t hurt her…” Link looks awkward while he says this but there is a certain protectiveness to Link’s eyes. Aeyl chuckles, “I’d just give her a hair ruffle and tease her about calling me old man. No need to worry, Link. And as for what I was doing earlier, I clear out Hyrule Castle after every Blood Moon so it is safe for travelers. Although the malice hinders some, many others are creative to get around it. Don’t worry, I’m a god.”

“A god…”

“God of Wrath, War, and Battlefields. My wife, Kana, is an old Faerie Goddess of the Wilds. She is who you pray to when you want a good crop harvest. Lana is a goddess too, but her powers have yet to manifest. Before the Calamity she was the prophet who told the King of Hyrule’s demise. She was a child then and Rhoam did not listen to me or her when it came to the Calamity.”

“Oh…”

“Ah but you’ll find me and Lana at the Serenne Stable if you need us.”

“Wait before you go… you must have known me… in the past if Lana was the Prophet.”

“Yes, but I am not sure how much I should tell you. It would be kind of hard to believe. If you would like to know what we know… then you know where to find us.” Aeyl straps Hestia, his double helix blade to his back. He smiles warmly and leaves with unhurried steps. Link looks after him with confusion. He shakes his confusion away so he can focus on getting the memory in Hyrule Castle.

It is three weeks later when Link comes upon them at the Dueling Peaks Stable. He looks like he went through hell. Emotionally not physically. His eyes are tired and pained.

“Link! Are you alright?” Lana ushers the hero into the stable. Link signs, “I died… I mean I should have known as much since I woke up in the Shrine of Resurrection. It’s a lot to comprehend.”

“Would you like some tea?”

“Sure.” Aeyl pours the tea for them and stirs in some cherry blossom infused syrup. Lana enjoyed canning and making syrups from various fruits, leaves, and blossoms. She once experimented with Silent Princess infused syrup. It had a muted floral flavor that went beautifully with apple pie.

Link looks between them and asks quietly, “I was afraid to ask but after all that I’ve found out from my memories… I need to know. What was I to both of you?”

“A son.”

“A brother.” The two respond softly. Link frowns. “And you kept quiet about it for this long?”

“We didn’t want to stress you out. Finding out that your sister from 100 years ago is alive and looks as young as she did when you died… it’s a lot to handle. Finding out we’re gods is another layer.”

“But gods can’t die… can they?” Link asks looking to Aeyl. “I was a god created from the wilds meant to represent the war nature had with itself. My title evolved over the many millennia. I was sealed within a mask for most of that time. So gods could technically die. It’s just never happened before. Gods with magic that have yet to manifest are likely to die before their magic shows itself.” Aeyl explains. Lana nods. “He was freed by the First Queen of Hyrule. He swore to protect her. Their story is quite romantic.” Lana grins at her dad.

Aeyl hums. “Her name was Sonia. Her husband Rauru was a Zonai. He and Mineru, his older sister, were the last Zonai to live on Hyrule’s surface in the ancient past.”

“What about Mom?”

“Kana? Well I haven’t seen or spoken to her in 100 years. You get lost in time outside of Hyrule. It works differently than here. The seasons, weather, and sun work differently here than where Kana lives. Oh and the moon.”

“So it’s just been you two since I died…”

“Yeah pretty much. And sometimes we were alone. For a good portion of those years I spent researching so I wasn’t battling Ganon’s minions or developing Hyrule in any way. I didn’t want to be seen as I once was. People blamed me for Hyrule’s demise for a long time. If you hadn’t talked about that damn prophecy none of this would have happened sort of thing. I had blamed myself as well. But with time I’ve matured. I still sometimes blame myself but what can one do? Self-doubt is a very powerful thing.”

Aeyl hums his agreement and looks at his two kids. “Say once Ganon is defeated let us spend some time together as family.”

Lana smiles and Link gives a weak smile, perhaps too tired to fully understand. Lana notices and ushers him to sleep. Aeyl keeps watch over his kids the entire night. Sleep rarely came to the deity and even if he did sleep it was useless as all the power he needed was the divine power that runs through his veins.

~~~

Aeyl watches the castle from atop Central Tower. Lana is staring at the Divine Beasts. Their lasers have stopped pointing at Hyrule Castle after a blue beam of energy shot out. It reminded her of the Calamity from 10,000 years ago when Vah Medoh struck clean through Hebra Peak.

She was seeing visions of many heroes the longer she stared but she couldn’t look away. Each hero made her heart ache with longing as if her soul knew the Hero’s Spirit inside and out. She supposed it would.

“Your Highness! I’m glad you’re alright!”

“Of course I worry about you but you can take care of yourself! Not to mention you spent seven years as what? A Sheikah Assassin?”

“Zelda! Oh thank all that is holy! Link you’re alright too! What a wild adventure you two must have gotten on! Come on! The Headmaster will want to see you both!”

“Oh Midna don’t be so harsh on Link. He’s sensitive.”

“We’ll rebuild Hyrule and make sure to purge this darkness. No one will hurt you while I’m near!”

“Geez what is this now? The fifth adventure? Hylia sure said fuck her only son huh? Oh don’t give me that look Link!”

“Be careful when fighting Ganondorf, Link. I cannot protect you while you are down there. I wish my blessings could reach but I am limited to the Great Sea. Be careful.”

She looks up and Dark Beast Ganon is looming over Hyrule like a great beast of darkness. She shudders and grips her dad’s hand. Aeyl grips her hand back and settles down to sit pulling her close. She shudders with ancient fear feeling older and younger at the same time. Memories swirl and dissipate within her mind. Years, centuries, and mere seconds pass within the blink of eye. She is Lana, the Prophet. She is Lana, companion of Heroes. She is Lana, Sage of Knowledge.

She gasps as memories of the ancient past slot into place like a puzzle piece. “I remember them now. The past heroes.” Aeyl holds her as tears come to her eyes. Hylia is gifting her these memories so when the time comes she can help the heroes end this cycle. It is a blessing, the greatest one besides keeping her brother alive.

A beam of light distracts them. Lana stands up and grins. “Zelda!”

Aeyl got up himself. Tears welled in his eyes as he said a silent prayer to his wife, “She’s alive, Kana. Our Princess is alive.” They make their way to Link and Zelda. Lana ignores the blessing of Naydra fading away to jump on the two Hylians. They collapse to the ground with Link taking the brunt of the fall. “You’re both alive!” Lana sobbed. “Lana!” Zelda cheered and hugged the prophet tightly. Link gives a weak smile and rests his forehead on Zelda’s shoulder.

“We should get you two to Kakariko. Impa will want to see you.” Aeyl says softly kneeling down. “Sir Aeyl!”

“None of that Zelda. You need rest, proper food, and new clothes. Lana.”

“Ah! Yes! Yes!” Lana searches through her travel bag and presents traveling clothes for the princess. Zelda smiles, “Lana, thank you.”

“No, thank you, Princess.”

Lana helped the Princess dress into her traveling clothes and tied the young lady’s hair up so they could wash it later. Link was changed into a new outfit. It looked silly on him. A green cap, green tunic, and white leggings? “He insisted. Said it made him feel closer to a hero.” Aeyl said hiding his laughter with his hand.

“He looks like the Hero of Time. The hair isn’t right though.” Lana muttered and fixed her brother’s hair so it resembled the Hero of Time. Link grinned at her. She huffed. “Got a Hearty Elixir in ya?”

“That and a good meal.” Aeyl nods and hands a meat skewer to the Princess. “Eat up. It’ll be a bit before we reach Wetland Stable.”

The four travel for an hour to reach Wetland Stable. Luckily they didn’t travel on foot and had their horses. Zelda sharing Epona with Link. They rented soft beds for the night with Lana paying for their stay.

Finally they could rest. Calamity Ganon was gone and now started the overall process of healing Hyrule and rebuilding ruined infrastructure. It would take patience and a dedicated hand but they would see to it that Hyrule thrived once more.

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~ Four Years Later ~

Four Heroes of times long past stepped through a portal. Lana saw it happen before her eyes. She recognized all of them.

Hero of Skies, Hylia’s Chosen Hero, the Forger of the Master Sword.

Hero of Time, the Jaded Sprite, the Mask wearing Child Hero.

Hero of Twilight, the Divine Beast of Hylia, Wolf howling at Dusk.

Hero of Warriors, Hero Across The Ages, Captain of the Hyrulean Army.

She steps up to them. “I know why you four are here. You seek Link, my twin brother. Please, follow me. He is at home.” She guides the heroes to her home in Hateno. Nearby is her cottage she shares with her father while the main house belongs to Zelda and Link. Zelda is outside putting up their clothes on the clothing line. Link is nearby humming as he washes their clothes.

“Lana!” Link smiles. Lana smiles, “Sorry for bringing back more trouble.” She gestures to the Heroes of Courage. Link looks at them and slowly stops washing to look at them closely. His eyes calculating and closer to the eyes her brother had over a century ago.

Zelda also pauses in her work. She frowns, “Where is Papa?”

“Indeed. Where’s dad?”

“No need to get so worried about me, kids. I was on Ebon Mountain catching the sea breeze.” Aeyl pats their heads and smiles at the heroes. “We’re all very close as you can see.”

“I’m glad to know the Link of this era has close family.” Time said. Lana smiles and makes her way to her brother. Link wipes his soapy hands on the towel his sister hands him. He stands up and says, “I’m assuming Hylia is calling me for another adventure.”

“Yes. A new enemy has come to all our Hyrule’s. Stronger black blooded enemies are plaguing our worlds.” Link looks at his sister before mentioning carefully, “My era is known for its strong monsters since the calamity consumed this world for 100 years. They’ve always had black blood. I just assumed Ganon made his minions stronger since he had time.”

Zelda goes to grip Link’s hand. Her green eyes are worried but loving. Link squeezes her hand. His tense shoulders relax just slightly. Lana hums, “I never noticed. Dad?”

“Oh I think that’s something this timeline has always had. Ganon’s influence as well as Ganondorf’s has always been stronger in this time. The land is as old as my wife, Kana. Ganon’s strength is just naturally stronger here due to how wild and untamed the magic is. A lot like its hero if I’m being honest. I’ve never seen anything quite like it and I’ve parented many heroes before.”

“Yes, we know you’re an ancient god who helped Hylia defeat Demon King Demise.” Link drawled giving his dad a look of exasperation. Aeyl huffs, “I didn’t defeat him. That was the Chosen Hero. I simply helped because my kids became the Hero’s Spirit.”

“So technically you’re the founder of the Hero’s Spirit. Chosen by Hylia because she loved you.” Sky said in awe. Aeyl sighed heavily.

“She has a funny way of showing it.” Aeyl muttered and pushed his white hair out of his face. “Alright enough of us. Heroes come inside, relax. Hateno is the safest town in all of Hyrule. Thanks to three technically four gods.”

Zelda laughs, “I am not of your bloodline though!”

“Actually, my one son married into the Royal family. So, Zelda, you indeed are of my bloodline just not as strong as Lana and Link.”

“Huh… so my mother…”

“I actually knew Celestia well. I could tell you stories of her if you wanted.”

“I would like that.” Zelda smiled. The heroes are guided inside where Sky shows the Master Sword to Link. “She’s so new.” He mutters a myriad of emotions on his face. Lana glances to Zelda to see her reaction. The princess is staring off into the distance a sad look on her face. Lana hating this places a hand on her friend’s shoulder. Zelda comes back and nods at Lana. “You can touch her. We need to know your hero title.”

“Hero of Wilds. It’s a given with the world we live in.” Aeyl says leaning against the wall. He stares at the Master Sword with something like contempt. Link touches the Master Sword and it chimes as if recognizing him. Aeyl narrows his eyes before looking to Sky as if asking, “So was I right?”

“Welcome, Hero of Wilds.”

Aeyl smirks, “Well I should say like mother like son.” Link chuckles and smiles. “Did Hylia tell you what my title was Dad?”

“No, I guessed. It’s a pretty easy guess. Hyrule is more wild than kingdom, you’re far more comfortable in nature than with other people. You had a wolf companion for your entire journey. Need I remind you, Divine Beast.”

“Hey Wolfie kept following me. I didn’t ask him to join me.”

“Like I said, Divine Beast. It was Hylia’s gift. She really likes you, son.”

“And then she gifted me the knowledge of the past heroes during your final battle against Dark Beast Ganon.” Lana smiles. Link nods and turns to Zelda. “I don’t understand why Zelda’s powers didn’t develop then. We did nothing for Hylia’s blessings. She was praying the entire time.” Aeyl grumbles before sitting down at the head of the table. “I have a theory about this.”

Lana raises her eyebrow. Normally her father wouldn’t delve into theories, preferring clear answers. Not that he wasn’t an intelligent man it was simply that he preferred facts over theory. If it could be proven by logical history and research he was more than happy to agree with it. He left the theories and science of history to his daughters.

Aeyl explains, “Zelda’s mother, Zelda Celestia Hyrule, the Queen of Hyrule was the first in many thousands of years to develop what Rhoam and many in Hyrule called the Goddess’ Sealing Powers. Only ladies born of royal blood could use such a power but in fact this sealing power comes from the first King of Hyrule. In this era’s known history. King Rauru had light powers that could dispel evil and even seal it away. With his wife, Queen Sonia, descendant of the Chosen Hero and Hylia Reincarnate the two would make Hyrule into the Kingdom we know it as. Or used to anyways.”

“You didn’t tell me Queen Sonia was Sky’s descendant.” Lana says pouting. Aeyl smiles slightly, “Because I wasn’t sure of it. Sonia garnered Hylia’s time power and the prophetic almost psychic abilities that Sky has. Hyrule’s royal family fled Hyrule creating a new lineage one where the ladies didn’t know of their powers. Sonia was the first in a long time to realize her powers and became a priestess in order to be closer to Hylia to understand her powers.”

“So… the knowledge from Time’s era was lost?” Lana asks a little disappointed. “Not entirely. I remembered. You’ll say we didn’t share knowledge but we were far closer in mind and body than you thought.” Time hums. Aeyl sighs. “I told Rauru and Sonia of the Princesses of past and the tradition to name them Zelda. I didn’t mention the hero’s name until Ganondorf had appeared. I told them of an evil man named Ganondorf or Ganon. I told them of Demise the Demon King and warned them to keep their secret stones safe. It wasn’t enough. Sonia was killed by Ganondorf. Rauru would then seal him away with the help of the Ancient Sages. I’d raise their only child, Zelda. We tried her entire life to develop her powers. Whether light or time I never asked her that she had to learn. It was her wish so she could honor her parents.”

“So you think Ganondorf may have caused the stunted growth of the Zelda’s powers?” Lana questions. “Well it’s only a theory. Their powers awaken when they most need them of course but learning to control them isn’t such an outlandish thought. I remember when Hylia would accidentally blast us Champions with her light power while on the battlefield. It was a great stun tactic I’ll admit but Adal wouldn’t stop teasing her about it and Layla would joke Hylia could stun Demise long enough for us to kill him.”

Lana smiles slightly seeing the fond look on her father’s face. “So do you think Hylia can’t hear the Zelda’s?” Link asks.

“I think so. Ganondorf killed the one Hylia spoke through, Sonia. In doing so Hylia couldn’t hear the Zelda’s because the transfer of knowledge was not completed. Zelda was only six when Sonia died.”

“That’s oddly reminiscent…”

“Of Zelda’s mother? Well yes. The Royal Zelda’s have never lived a long time since Ganondorf was sealed. That is until the Calamity appeared. Their powers awakened with the resurrection of Calamity.”

“So why were mine…”

“Dormant? Simple. You weren’t wise enough. Hylia requires a lot out of the Princesses. And the heroes I will admit but… Hylia’s own powers fully developed after Link had died and her grief had consumed her. Adal, Layla, and I never blamed her but… she always did. Hestia, my daughter, adored Link. She promised to honor his memory by creating a blade so magnificent it could be wielded by only a Hero. She created the  Goddess Blade for Hylia. It would become the Master Sword.”

Fi chimes. Aeyl sighs, “You know I can hear what you’re saying, right Fi?” Fi chimes a couple times more. Aeyl rolls his eyes. “Anyways, Hestia’s son would become the first to develop the Hero’s Spirit. It would take a long time before it was finally ready and worthy to be Hylia’s Chosen Hero.” Fi chimes again and Aeyl sighs heavily. “Yes?”

Another chime. Aeyl facepalms. “Hylia. Fi is telling me Hylia also requests my help.”

“So that’s means you’ll be joining us.” Time says. Aeyl nods. Twilight and Warriors share a look worried for the man. Link looks between his father and Time. “I don’t wanna ask but I’m incredibly curious.”

“Inside that damned old mask I laid dormant for many millennia. Time would acquire my mask and use my powers to take down Majora. I gave him a lot of problems.”

“Still do, Old Man.” Time crosses his arms gaining an amused smirk. Aeyl chuckles, “Old Man eh? What about yourself? Time hasn’t exactly been kind to you.”

“I don’t think it is to heroes.” Time mentions gesturing to Link. Aeyl nods. “100 years.”

“It wasn’t due to…”

“No. Guardians.”

“Guardians?”

“Autonomous machines created by ancient Sheikah. They were taken over by Ganon.”

“How?”

“Shrine of Resurrection.”

They essentially had a silent conversation by the lack of context in their words. Link though sort of understood. “Do you mean he…” He looks between the two men with wide eyes. “Seven years.” Time says. Link looks at his dad shocked. Aeyl pats his shoulder. “Some heroes took longer than others. What matters is they finished the job. I couldn’t say the same thing for myself. Tch let Demise turn me into a damn mask.” Fi chimes and Aeyl rubs his brow with a tired expression. Sky says softly, “Fi tells me you did what you could to protect Hylia even if it costed you a lot. She says Hestia also honored your sacrifice.”

“Fi knows what happened to my daughter?” Aeyl asks eyes concerned. “She became Skyloft’s first Headmaster teaching swordsmanship.” Aeyl smiles bittersweet. “I’m glad.”

Lana looks at all the heroes. “Are the enemies you’re facing making Hylia so worried she requires Dad’s help… again?”

“Us four have had trouble taking down these monsters. They’re far stronger than what we faced on our journeys.” Warriors answers. Lana nods. “Well enough of that. Settle in. Get comfortable. Me and Lana have a spare bedroom. Link, Zelda, you wouldn’t mind housing a hero or two?”

“Not at all.” Zelda smiled. Link nods his agreement to his girlfriend.

The heroes settle in. Time and Twilight staying with Aeyl and Lana. Lana is quietly but rapidly writing as she stares at a crystal swinging back and forth. “That’s… odd.” Twilight mutters looking to Aeyl for help. Aeyl watches his daughter for a few seconds seeing a few words muttered from her lips. “She’s gotten closer to the types of priestesses Hyrule used to have. Their ability to communicate with the gods using their own body. She goes into a trance like state and enables Hylia to speak through her. It’s not dangerous but it will be draining for her.”

“Okay… so she’ll be fine?”

“Yes. As long as we don’t interrupt. It’s best she comes back to herself at her own pace.” Twilight nods understanding. He doesn’t bother her but quietly sits nearby. Her writing has stopped and finally he hears her heavily sigh as tired eyes open. “A bunch of nothing… again…” he looks down at the writing and frowns. “I wouldn’t say it’s nothing. This is my Hylian.”

Lana looks surprised before she actually looks at her writing. Two words repeat, Timeless Hero. She frowns. “Timeless Hero? Is she trying to tell me there’s another hero you’ll meet on your journey?”

“Aeyl said there are many heroes you remembered but specifically before the Calamity it was the Hero of 10,000 years ago. Maybe him?”

“But he never traveled time… so how could he be timeless? Time is the only hero I can think of besides my own brother who could be considered Timeless. Hero of Legends maybe? Hero of Wind not so much. Why them? What is so important about them?” Twilight frowns trying to think.

He knows more about Time than he should. He knows Time doesn’t rest easy after his final battle with Ganondorf that sent the evil king to the Twilight. Time trained him to fight Ganondorf even if he doesn’t know it. “Perhaps it is Time?” He suggests questioning himself. Lana frowns. “What about me?” Time asks looking at them from where he enters the house. Lana looks down at her writing. “Timeless Hero… Hylia kept repeating that.” She shows her notebook.

Time’s eye narrows. “This is your Hylian, right Pup?”

“Yeah. I don’t know why…”

“I wish I could give you guys more then… Timeless Hero…” Lana says bitterly. Time pats her shoulder, “Don’t pressure yourself. We’re heroes. We might not have Wisdom like you and the Zelda’s but we aren’t completely clueless.” She nods mutely.

It takes a week for them to leave Wild’s Hyrule. Aeyl asked if he could explain Wild’s story. Wild has agreed trusting his father to be succinct but not give anything too personal away.

“The Calamity surprised us on Zelda’s seventeenth birthday. Ganon rose up from the castle and sent malice out to control the guardians and Divine Beasts. Be lucky you were sent to us when we had decommissioned all the guardians for Purah and Robbie’s projects. Otherwise you’d be sporting some burns.”

Wild nods with a grimace. Aeyl explains, “King Rhoam pushed Zelda and Link and even Lana into boxes or rules they had to fulfill. Link must always be on constant surveillance and protect his daughter with his life. Lana was to train Zelda to awaken her powers as Queen Celestia died when Zelda was only six. Zelda constantly trained. She was praying at the springs. The one joy she had before the calamity was learning more about the ancient Sheikah tech. Zelda is a researcher first and foremost. Despite that she still has the heart of a princess who loves and cares for the people across Hyrule and has worked tirelessly with Link to restore the Kingdom. I am so proud of both of them.”

Wild flushes and looks down at his hands. Aeyl smiles softly and pats his son’s head. “But when the calamity returned the champions of the Divine Beasts died. Trapped within the beasts but also preventing Ganon from completely destroying things. The spirits held out hope that Link would return to free them. Champion Urbosa of the Gerudo, Pilot of Vah Naboris. Champion Daruk of the Gorons, Pilot of Vah Rudania. Champion Revali of the Rito, Pilot of Vah Medoh. Champion Mipha of the Zora, Pilot of Vah Ruta. They gave Link their abilities. Urbosa could create a lightning strike at will that would strike down her foes. Daruk could use a shield of protection that prevented enemy attacks from harming him. Revali could create a gust of wind that could lift him high into the air. Mipha could heal others and in death could bring someone back from the dead. These abilities are now tied to Link.”

“Although the Champions are gone their abilities still resonate strongly within. I feel Urbosa and Mipha more than Daruk or Revali but I can still call upon their abilities. My friends are still watching over me and Zel. During my journey the champions would speak to me and give inputs into my daily activities. Revali was the worst in his critics.”

“I do remember you saying, ‘I swear if this bird doesn’t shut up I’m letting Ganon win.’”

Wild snorts. “That shut him up quickly and Urbosa joked, ‘Or you could simply untether your connection to Revali and be done with him forever.’ I joked back that it was a tempting offer but I needed Revali’s Gale to traverse the mountains. To spite Revali during Dark Beast Ganon’s fight I refused to use his ability at the end even though he was begging to be used. He was always an ass to me so I’m gonna spite him.”

Aeyl laughs. Wild chuckles. “If I remember correctly he called you, ‘A pitiful excuse of a Hero.’ So you have every right to spite him.”

“Urbosa would constantly argue I deserved to be called a hero due to my sacrifice.”

“Indeed. Son, you signed your memories, your entire life away, to win against Ganon. Out of all the heroes you deserve to be called one. You died for Hyrule and for Zelda. That is something all of us will not forget… especially not me. I had a son who sacrificed himself before. Well several sons but the one I remember most was Link from 10,000 years ago. An only child sent across time and eras to learn of the other heroes who until his death sacrificed his happiness for the prosperity of Hyrule. He was, from my memory, deeply troubled by the events of traveling through time. The king of his era and the Sheikah gaslighted him to sacrifice his happy family life. To go beneath Hyrule Castle and seal the Demon King away for longer. If we ever meet him… he will say it was his choice. But do not be fooled by that.”

Time looked deeply displeased by the actions of the past Sheikah and past king. “Did you try to help him?” Wild asked quietly. “I did. Me and Zelda did. We begged really. He told us as a Hero his job was never done and that to ensure a safe future for his children… he’d do anything. Zelda and I mourned. I still mourn him.

“How old was he when this happened?” Twilight asks. Aeyl sighs heavily, “Forty-two. He had been serving Hyrule as King for twenty-two years at that point. His eldest, Zelda Iris Hyrule, would co-lead Hyrule alongside her younger brother, Torin Twilight Hyrule. The two eldest kids. They’d have two more. Astoria Sonia Hyrule, and Koto Time Hyrule. Astoria and Koto would demand Torin and Zelda to put the Sheikah tech into the ground and demand the Sheikah return to a peaceful way of life instead of well technological advancement after they found out what the Sheikah did to their father… They loved their father dearly and were very angry with the Sheikah. Torin persuaded Zelda that before they do so they place a safety feature within the Shrine of Resurrection. Just in case he had said.”

“Safety feature?”

“Zelda and Torin went behind the Sheikah’s back to implement a way for memories to be returned. Me and Lana haven’t been able to figure it out but we’ve been working on it.”

“So this hero… he could join us?” Warriors questions. Aeyl nods. “I hope he doesn’t. He’s been through much and well he depends on his wife more than he’d like to admit.”

Time seems to understand and nods. Aeyl had gone on to explain the customs of the people of this era of Hyrule. He didn’t tell the heroes about his son’s crossdressing or wild personality. The heroes would find out later.

Chapter Text

Nine heroes of courage now roamed the eras of Hyrule. From the beginning days of Hyrule to the oldest era of wilds. They explored the land searching for the cause of the black blooded monsters.

Aeyl was a great help. His godly abilities surrounding war and fighting increased their chances of getting out of a battle uninjured. Aeyl healed after every battle which scared Hyrule to no end. He’d see the wounds one minute and start to fret but then they’d seal themselves back up and Aeyl would be fine.

Aeyl practically adopted all the heroes. Young or old, they were his children now. It was especially prevalent with Twilight and Wild. Twilight being Wild’s mentor gave Aeyl the opportunity to mentor Twilight which ended up including Time. The old hero wouldn’t say it but he greatly appreciated Aeyl being a leader all of them could lean on when Time wasn’t feeling well.

They were in Twilight’s era handling enemies that had come to cause trouble. Dusk had sent them out to handle it. Aeyl heaves his blade down chopping a caught off guard Lizalfo in half.

Aeyl checked across the battlefield finding Time in a precarious situation with Four. Aeyl growled darkly which had the lizalfos they were fighting pause. He yells as he spins and cleaves through the Lizalfo. Time nods at him. Four grins violet in his eyes. Twilight hears Wild’s shout of pain and ignores his enemy in favor of helping his cub. Aeyl also hears this and runs to help his son.

Wild is holding his shielding wrist to his chest. He breaks his soldier’s broadsword in the face of the blin he was fighting. Aeyl stabs the monster through the head as Twilight reaches Wild to assess his cub’s injury. Wild hisses when Twilight touches his wrist.

Aeyl protects them and notices the heroes finishing the last of the enemies. He relaxes and his markings fade. He turns to his sons and kneels by Twilight to assess Wild as well.

“He has a broken wrist. Not too terrible of a break but he will certainly feel it.” Twilight said. “Hmm it broke your shield arm. How strong was it? Stronger than a normal black blooded blin?”

“Yeah. It had the swing of a lynel. Dad would it be too presumptuous of me to ask for your healing?” Wild gave him a nervous grin. Aeyl chuckled softly and gently took the wrist to heal. Aeyl had very minor healing abilities. His healing worked only for Time, Twilight, and Wild. He said it was due to Time’s blessing from his mask that passed down to Twilight as his blood descendant. Wild was obviously his blood son.

The broken bone is mended and Aeyl turns to the other heroes. Some are bruised, some have gashes, but they’re mostly ok. Aeyl watches Time favor his left side more than his right. This does not sit right with the deity and he walks over. “Are you injured?”

“I’ll be fine.”

“Sprite…” Aeyl narrowed his eyes disappointed. Time didn’t cave like most heroes did but he gave in. As much as Time denied it he respected and looked up to Aeyl. “Just a sprain.”

“With your heavy armor it will get worse. Let me heal it.” Time gave in with another pointed look. Aeyl saw Twilight and Wild’s shocked expressions. Both heroes had gotten really close to Time and knew the man rarely gave in when it came to injuries. It seemed only Hyrule and Aeyl could force the eldest hero to cave. He sends his magic to the injured ankle and gives a pleased hum when he’s finished. “Don’t be afraid to ask me to heal your injuries. You three especially.”

“It’s still off putting how you can heal me.” Twilight muttered. Aeyl chuckled quietly. “You are Time’s descendant. That is enough for me.” Twilight helps Wild up. The wild hero sways from dizziness. Aeyl frowns and checks for a concussion. Wild doesn’t show any signs. “Memory sickness?” He asked.

“It’s pushing very heavily. I can’t hold it off.”

“Then don’t. We’ll watch over you.” Wild hummed eyes already glossing over. Odd, Wild doesn’t get memories directly after battles. The adrenaline keeps them at bay. He worries as he watches everyone settle down. Twilight watches over Wild like a taut bowstring. Aeyl squeezes his shoulder. “How are you holding up?”

“Fine.” Twilight says curtly eyes glancing to Wild. “Something’s up. I can see it in your eyes, Pup.”

“The Divine Beast you and Sage told us about… that was me. I remember some things. Mainly feelings. Not clear instances but it is certainly jarring. I remember missing someone I called cub… the warm protectiveness…” Aeyl sits beside him. “Hylia took you back to your own time two years after Ganon was defeated. Flora missed you like Cub did.” Twilight smiles bittersweet. “I do remember Flora’s smile and how warm it made me feel. Like the sun.”

“The Great Deku Tree said the same. And Wild would say he missed her smile. But our main concern is Wild.”

Twilight nods his agreement. He looks at the wild hero and smiles softly. Aeyl checks up on Time. “How you doing Sprite?” The hero raises an eyebrow before gesturing for Aeyl to sit. “You still call me Sprite.”

“What else should I call you? I can’t call you Old Man because I’m the Old Man here and Time feels like an insult to you as a person.” Time chuckles. “Mask like the Captain. But I don’t mind Sprite. Malon will be worried to see you… she’ll know and she’ll worry about how I’ve been handling it.”

“As expected of her.” Aeyl smiles fondly. Time hums. “But I suppose, son. I am certainly no cub nor pup, but I have your blessing.” Aeyl places a hand on Time’s shoulder, “I am honored to be held in such high esteem. I am certain the Great Deku Tree would be proud of you.” Time gains a wistful look in his eye. “You were one of the few sources of comfort in Termina. You paused time so I could train with you… and you made sure I was alright. That I actually slept and ate.”

“I don’t know why Hylia has children fight her battles but I will do everything in my power to ensure those kids grow up happy with someone who cares for them. You heroes don’t deserve any of this. This is a gods fight. It wasn’t meant to be yours.”

“We understand that, Aeyl. I’m glad Wild has you. Someone that was alive after those 100 years. Small blessings really.” Aeyl hums and looks over at his son. Wild’s eyes flutter open. Still glazed but certainly aware. Twilight is quiet as he asks Wild what he remembered.

“Go. I’ll be alright.” Time smiles at him. Aeyl nods and heads over. Aeyl catches the exhausted look in his son’s eyes. “I hate those soldiers.” Wild muttered bitterly tears coming to his eyes. Aeyl sits beside his son. Wild leans into him. “I hate them.” He says with more anger.

Aeyl lets him grieve. He remembers his own rage towards the soldiers who physically and mentally abused his son. He remembers his anger towards the King as he demanded he be the one to teach Link to face the calamity.

“I am the best fit to teach him how to fight Calamity Ganon, King Rhoam! I faced the calamity alongside the hero 10,000 years ago! These soldiers know nothing of the horror that Ganon is.”

“You are too emotional over your son, Sir Aeyl. You will not be able to teach him properly.”

“He is my son. I will do whatever to protect him.” He growled. “If it means disobeying your orders then Hyrule can go damn well without a hero. Let the gods flood it again for all I care.”

“He was chosen by Goddess Hylia to defeat Calamity! You are in no position to bargain!” Rhoam yelled. Aeyl laughed darkly. “No position? Oh my, Rhoam. Have you forgotten? I am the God of War, Wrath, and Battlefields. I could kill your entire army if I so wished. I could be worse than Calamity. I fought beside Hylia herself during the Imprisoning War many thousands of years ago. Before Hyrule was ever founded! Before heroes were demanded. So I will say whether or not I teach my son. I will be teaching him and you will keep your mouth shut or Hyrule will fear the strongest thing they have ever faced.” Aeyl glared at him with the fury held deep within his blood. An inferno of rage that he has tempered since his awakening as a physical entity.

“I yelled at Rhoam to teach you otherwise Hyrule would have faced my wrath.” Wild perks up eyes glistening with unshed tears but there is excitement in his eyes. “Guys!” He calls out. The others look over to listen. “Dad almost fought Hyrule for me!” He giggles at his father’s gobsmacked expression. Aeyl laughs and hugs his son tightly. “They forgot I am not just a mortal Hylian man with unbelievable strength, I am a god who chooses to stay here. They should have feared the force of nature in their backyard not underground.” Wild giggles.

“I believe you would have fought Hyrule for him. You fought the moon.”

“Technically you did using my mask but semantics really.” Aeyl smiles. Time huffs a laugh. “Wait, wait, wait…” Legend said. “We’re missing some context.”

Aeyl explained unsure how sensitive his son might get over mentioning what the soldiers did. “Before the Calamity, Wild was apart of the Royal Guard as I had been. I was a retired Royal General with many battles won under my name. As much as I was a respected veteran of the Hyrulean Army I was still insignificant when it came to Wild’s Captain. That asshole deserves a special place in hell.” He hissed. Wild whines hiding in his arms.

Aeyl rubs his back as he continues, “The soldiers in Wild’s platoon were especially terrible. Older men who were jealous of the perfection Wild showed. He could take them down with ease during training and with minimal injuries. They treated him terribly and his captain demanded Wild sleep under the same roof as those assholes. When I found out thanks to Sage, I was beyond angry. I went straight to Rhoam demanding I teach my son. Get him away from those soldiers without making such a political mess. I did make a mess but they had to deal with it since they couldn’t damn well deny a god. When I told Kana she single-handed flooded the docks of Hyrule Castle for two weeks. When Rhoam came to us we demanded an apology to our son and daughter. He bowed his head to our children apologizing for the harsh treatment. Sage, bless her heart, was so gentle about it while Wild had stiffly nodded his head. Me and Kana are still smug about it.”

“Damn right!” Legend grinned. Warriors nods. “You demanded fair treatment to the Hero of Hyrule and Prophet of Hylia. Although you couldn’t do much for Flora, I imagine you would have.”

“It was one thing demanding fair treatment for my children… but demanding the King treat his own child with kindness? I would have been beheaded for such a slight to the crown.” Aeyl rubs his neck at the thought. Wild whines again. “Don’t worry. We did our best to help Zelda as we did our best for you and Lana.” Wild nods. “I know. Mama always made our favorite when we stayed at the house and sang those stupid songs that had all of us laughing with stitches in our sides.”

Aeyl smiles. “You remembered.”

“You sang one of them to cheer me up last year. It was a very startling memory. Zelda was apart of it and it was the first time I had ever seen her so carefree.” Aeyl nods. “Kana worries for you three.”

“Mama works hard to protect Hyrule. Her magic is everywhere. In all of their Hyrule’s. Even Hyrule’s. It’s soothing.”

“She is the Mother of Wilds. She will always be there.” Aeyl rubs his son’s back with a fond smile. Wild nods and he reaches out for Twilight’s hand. “I especially feel her in this era. Her magic is centered around… Ordon I think.” Wild says. Twilight’s eyes widen. Aeyl closes his eyes reaching out for his wife’s magic. A tender brush of the wind like knuckles caressing his cheek has him smiling. “He’s right. Ordon sings with her power.” Aeyl gestures for the others to come closer. Wind has no problem jumping on them to give hugs. Wild breathes in deeply. There is a wild look to him as he closes his eyes breathing in the air. Aeyl brushes a hand through his son’s hair. Wild leans into it like a cat.

Now that he’s looking he examines the heroes and their magic signatures. Hyrule is blessed by Kana’s daughter. Well Kana’s granddaughter. A Great Fairy. Time is blessed by Kana’s brother Father of Time. Warriors has his and Eiran’s blessing even if he doesn’t know it. Wind especially emanates Kana’s magic. Legend has magic from several places but he can find an underlying tone. Something soft and warm that reminds him of Hylia but sings more like Kana. It could be both for all he knows. Four has a magic he is unfamiliar with but sounds more like Farore. Sky is all Hylia and very little Kana but he can still sense the rush of skydiving and the feel of wind. Twilight is an interesting story.

The shadow crystal isn’t a foul presence on his character more of a dark shadow that follows him. Underneath the shadow is the heart of the wilds. Kana’s blessing, Farore’s and Hylia’s blessing helped make Twilight into the wolf he is.

“Interesting. All of you heroes have a bit of Kana. Twilight is most interesting because you have three goddesses blessings. Hylia, Farore, and Kana. Kana’s brother being the Father of Time means she floats through time. The Old Wilds especially have a weird sense of it. Don’t ask, I once got lost in the woods for three years when in reality it was one day. It seems the blessing goes back to your birth by the feel of it. It sings like Wild’s own magic.”

Wild looks at Twilight with wide eyes. “Twilight, do you know your parents?” Aeyl asks. Twilight shakes his head. “No, I don’t. Rusl and Uli found me when I was a baby. But… if Kana were my mother why would she leave me?”

Aeyl hums. “Eiran might have called her back to the Wilds. Something about… a siege of darkness upon Hyrule that would need her attention.” He can feel the magic forming a story the more he probes. “Ah yes, Eiran called upon his sister to prevent Ganondorf’s early attack of Hyrule until a hero arose. Here let me see if I can form the story together.”

In the palm of his hand he grasps at the magic and lets it tell its story. Images appear before them. They watch with curiosity.

A woman with sun golden hair sings softly to a baby in her arms. The baby shares the man’s hair. The man next to the woman has wheat blonde hair with dark blue eyes. The woman looks at him with fondness. “Kano, we have yet to name him.”

“Let the goddess decide that.” The woman frowns. “Kana, we both know Hylia will choose him. I am of Hero’s descent and you are of the wilds. Something will happen to us. Sooner or later.” Kana scowls, “Hylia can’t take me from him.”

“Kana, be reasonable. You know evil is awakening. Monster attacks have become recent and a Princess bearing the name Zelda has also been born. It is time.” Kana turns away from the man and looks down at her son. “Then Link will be raised in Ordon. It is the safest place for him. Far away from the greedy hands of the King and protected by the Light Spirit Ordona.”

“Mn. I am sure my great great grandfather would agree it is safer.”

“Didn’t he die in those woods?” Kana asks looking at her husband. Kano sighs. “That is what the stories say but mom swears that he got a royal procession.”

“Could have been both. A hero deserves a glorious procession into the afterlife.” Kano chuckles and rubs her back. “Come. Let us head to Ordon Village.”

Their travels are quiet mainly. Link is a loud baby but Kana soothes him with her soft melodious voice. Kano even hums along. Their travels are disrupted by wolfos. Kana tucks Link into his carry and holds his tiny body close. “Kano… you can’t fight this many and… my magic is depleted since my pregnancy.”

“Then run. Take Link to Ordona. Protect him. Do not come back for me.” Kana’s expression grows desperate. “Kano…”

“Do not argue! Run!” The Triforce glows on his hand as he attacks the Wolfos. Kana nods and weaves out of the way of Wolfos. She winces and holds her stomach. “It’s alright honey. Mama and Papa will protect our little courage.” She soothes the crying baby.

“Hyah! Come at me you bastards!” Her husband cries out. Kana can feel the weight of the Fierce Deity’s blessing in his voice. She runs faster. A Wolfos is still following her and Link. She entangles it with vines and feels her body start to give out. “Please dear Ordona, hear my voice! Protect my son! He will be Hyrule’s savior!”

“Come to my spring, Wild Goddess.” Kana almost cries with relief as a fairy guides her to the spring. The Wolfos she entangled earlier snaps from the entrance of the spring before whimpering and running away as the Light Spirit shows itself.

“Place him in the spring and I will give him my blessings.” Kana does so and waits with bated breath. The spirit envelops the child in light. “He belongs to the forest, to the wilds, to the natural order of life. He will become a fine young man, Wild Goddess. Rest assured.” Kana breathes a sigh of relief.

Kana looks up as if a chord had been snapped. Her eyes widen as she sees through nature’s eye her husband falls to the wounds he sustained. The Wolfos dead around him. She closes her eyes and mourns.

“Kana.” A masculine voice calls to her. She turns her head and spots her twin brother. “Eiran…” he kneels at her side. “I am sorry for your loss dear sister. But it is time to return to the Wilds. Ganondorf will attack soon. We must prevent it until the little hero is old enough.”

“Tell me… when is that?”

“Seventeen.” She closes her eyes pained. “I will give you my final blessings little courage. The Twilight will not kill you— what?” Her eyes fill with tears as the Triforce shimmers on her baby’s hand.

She hugs her baby and cries. “Mama will watch over you. Papa has returned to the cycle but it will be a long time till you join him. Be brave my dear.” Eiran gives his own blessing to the child. Voices can be heard coming to the spring. Eiran tugs his sister and she ties her bracelet around Link’s wrist. “Mama will always be with you.” She whispers and lets herself be tugged into the wilds.

The two watch as a couple pick up Link with equally concerned expressions. The Light Spirit guides them to raise the boy. They agree without complaint. Brief memories of Kana watching over Link flash.

Link perfecting his first sword form under the watch of Rusl. Link putting Colin and the other Ordon kids on his shoulders. Moments of him herding goats. Even moments from his journey where he’d be back at Ordon. Rusl and Uli worrying over the new scars he’s gained. They even see Kana’s figure flickering as she stands in the trees watching Link laugh and smile with Colin. “Kana, he is alright.” Eiran tells her. She nods but a mother’s love does not waver. During his final battle with Ganondorf she empowers the Light Spirits that blessed Zelda. She is seen with a fury in her eyes as she places her hands on Zelda’s shoulders. “Protect my boy just as he has protected you.” She whispers to the princess before standing beside her son. “Feel the wilds empower you. Fortify your mind and hold onto the hope she will return.”

Kana goes back to Midna, Link’s companion. “Part of the light resides within you, Twilight Princess.” Midna looks up at her weakly. “I am Mother Nature. The Twilight is still apart of my Domain. Hold my hand and let me break this curse.” Within the blink of an eye, Midna is no longer an imp but a beautiful Twili.

“Go assure my boy you are alive. He will be sad without you.”

“Who—“

“Go.”

Kana watches the two reunite and Link’s smile as he runs towards her. “I know you cannot stay forever Midna, but know, he loves you dearly.”

Aeyl stops the memories. “I wonder…” he mutters. Twilight looks shocked and relieved. Wild hugs Twilight tightly. “We’re actually brothers.” Twilight numbly wraps his arms around the champion before it catches up to him and he smiles. “We are.”

“She’s always been looking over you as she did during my journey.” Wild says. Twilight nods and looks at Aeyl. The god looks at the bracelet on Twilight’s wrist. “That bracelet isn’t just a silly thing. It’s powerful protection magic and it can call upon her. I assume you didn’t know.”

“No… I mean I imagined it was special as Uli told me they found me with it on. But… no.”

Aeyl ruffles Twilight’s hair, “As Kana’s son that makes you my own. Which brings me to this. All of you are now my children. Don’t care what parents you guys had or have. My children.”

Time laughs, “Should have expected this!” Wind cheers, “Yeah! Free hugs!” Wind basically topples the deity over as he runs into him. Aeyl laughs and hugs the young hero. Four shrugs and joins. Sky smiles and wraps his sailcloth around Aeyl as he leans into his side. Warriors smirks and brings Time over for a group hug. Wild cackles as he jumps on everyone. Twilight joining sliding onto the free side of Aeyl. Legend grumbles but joins in with Hyrule dragging the hero over.

Aeyl feels Kana’s presence and he gasps as he looks over. Standing in the flesh is the Wild Goddess. She looks different from the era with Wild but her basic identity stays the same. Leaves in her hair with a crown of flowers. A green dress that flows with the wind with flower embellishments. Golden hair braided down her back with the most unreal blue eyes. Twilight sits up in awe. Kana smiles warmly. “I am sorry for not staying.”

Twilight shakes his head. “Ordon was safe for me… Rusl and Uli raised me. I was… am happy.”

She kneels before him and hesitantly reaches for his hand. He lets her. Her skin is warm to the touch and he can feel the essence of nature in her. As expected from the wild goddess. The heroes scramble to greet her. Wind with excitement says, “So will you be my mom so we’re all brothers!?”

Kana laughs softly and pats his head. “Well I cannot refuse an honest question, Wind Hero. Ah my Wildling. Eiran tells me you’ve developed some lightning powers much to the humorous annoyance of Aeyl hmm?”

“Dad’s been so upset by it!” Wild laughs. “And Twi but he’s kept his bark to a minimum.”

“Well you all look after one another. And heroes do not be too bothered by Wildling’s tendencies. His natural impulses will take time to be tempered. Also give him time to shine. Let him go a bit chaotic so to speak. He’s stronger than you give him credit for.”

Twilight smirks. “Like I said guys, Wild, is a force of nature.” Kana laughs. “I will be watching over you heroes. I will influence the portals so you may get better landings.” There was sighs of relief. Kana smiles and looks at Aeyl. “Kana, will Hylia send us to that Link.”

“Most likely. Hylia loves to torture him for some reason. Poor boy.” Aeyl grimaces. Kana rubs his shoulder. “If Hylia tries to claim your love, do show this.” A box of jewelry is settled into his hands. Various rings, necklaces, bracelets, anklets, head jewelry, and hair pins filled the box. Aeyl gapes at it all. A swath of wild magic slams him in the face and he blinks.

“It’s a lot I understand but each holds weight. I’d recommend giving some to the heroes. Actually let me pick out some jewelry for all of you. Hmm our Wildling should get this. It might be dainty looking but this is durable and made from the magic of my home. It will subdue some of the wilder impulses you may have and strengthen your innate magic.” She hands Wild a circlet with blue diamonds inlaid with a mix of sapphire and ruby. Opals hang like water droplets while luminous stones glow like fairy wings.

Wild gapes as the circlet is settled on his head. It shrinks to fit his head snug. A wash of cold and heat protection settles over his body. “Oh and it is naturally lightening repellent.” She smiles. “For my little courage, another bracelet. This will repel the twilight for everyone around you in case of emergency. It will also act like a moon pearl in case any of your fellow heroes require it.” It settles nicely on his wrist and she smiles before reaching for another piece of jewelry. “And a special ring. Midna gave this to me to give to you. Something to remember her by.”

Twilight’s breath gets caught in his throat. A black and blue ring gets slid onto his ring finger. It glows faintly. Kana observes the other heroes and then picks out jewelry for them. “This, Wind, will enhance the strength of any gust controlled by the Windwaker. It will also work like a form of transportation in your era so you will be able to find your brothers quickly.” A leaf clip gets clipped to his ear. He barely feels it and worries if it will stay on. “Don’t worry I’ve enchanted it so it stays put.” Wind grins.

“For the Captain, a pair of earrings. These will enhance your fighting making each strike stronger. It will also act as a heat and cold protection. I understand among the heroes you do not have a tunic that protects you against the elements.” Warriors thanks her and quickly puts them on. They dangle slightly and are lightweight.

“For Time. Eiran adores you and Aeyl has blessed you. You have also been there for little courage. So I made this for you. It is exactly like my husband’s mask except this won’t change how you look but it will give you the same strength.” She ties a silver chain around a braid she is making. The end of the silver chain is inlaid with dragon scales. Scales he remembers from Wild’s era. “Those are the dragon scales!” Wild says.

“Yes. Farosh, Naydra, and Dinraal. Servants of the Springs. These are smaller scales than those they normally shed. To be precise they are from their horns.”

Kana picks out a bracelet for Sky. “If you fall from a great height without your sailcloth this will protect you. It will create a gust of wind to protect you. The dragons from your era have also blessed this giving you resistance to electricity, fire, and ice.”

“Four, I was stumped for you. That being said this earring will help with getting rid of that nausea during shifting enabling you to get back up on your feet faster. Don’t worry I made one for Legend and Hyrule.” She hands out the three earrings before looking at Legend. “Another ring for your collection, hero.” She winks.

Legend huffs and examines the ring. A healing ring? He thinks startled. Kana laughs. “It fortifies your magic making it harder to deplete your energy. It boosts the bodies healing qualities too. It works really well with fairies and potions. And a similar ring for the healer. Except this empowers your healing magic. You’ll find you aren’t as tired after healing someone.”

Aeyl examines the rest of the jewelry as the heroes thank Kana for her gifts. Wind by this point is clinging to her side. The goddess doesn’t seem to mind, in fact she seems happy to have Wind at her side. Aeyl picks out a ring and slides it on. Kana notices and her smile is soft. “You recognize your own engagement ring.”

“Of course. I haven’t taken mine off for years.”

“You’re such a sap. I was in the wilds for 100 years… why didn’t you—“

“Marry someone else? I desire no one else.” He said firmly. “I want you to be happy Aeyl… even when I am not in the mortal plane…”

“And watching countless lovers over the millennia die will keep me happy? No I’d rather wait for your return. I walked to the edge of the world for Hylia once upon a time. I will walk until you’re back in my arms.” Kana sits beside Aeyl and her eyes say all she wishes. Aeyl kisses her forehead before resting his against hers. Wild is beaming.

Twilight smiles and nudges his brother. Wild gives him a toothy grin and nudges him back. Warriors sighs, “I hate to interrupt the lovely moment but we do need to report back to Dusk.”

Kana nods. “I will watch over you and protect you as best as I can. Take care, all of you. Aeyl…”

“Don’t keep Eiran waiting. I know he has a short temper.”

“He wouldn’t be mad. He’s always been kinder than you give him credit.” She admonished slightly. Aeyl chuckles. Kana disappears. Flowers grow from where she disappeared. The group packs up and heads to the castle. Queen Zelda known to the Links as Dusk sits in her office when they are allowed to enter. She relaxes upon seeing them.

Twilight quietly relays the information to her. They hear her quiet, “You met your mother?”

“Yes, come to the couch. It’s better if Dad explains.”

“Dad? Link—“

“Don’t worry I’m not deflecting.” Dusk sighs but nods. She stands up and sits beside Time and Twilight. Aeyl in front of her. “Fierce Deity, I hear that you know of Link’s parentage?”

“Yes. Kana, my wife, is Twilight’s mother. His birth mother. She is the Goddess of Wilds. Known better as Mother Nature. From my knowledge Twilight is the only Link aside from Wild who is Kana’s child.”

“And how did you find this out?” Dusk questions. Aeyl smiles, “There is certain magic I’m familiar with. Hylia’s magic, which all heroes and princesses have, and wild magic. Wild magic better known as elemental magic is mainly controlled by Kana. She shares this divinity with several other gods and Great Fairies. People forget about her since she is everywhere. Down to the very foundation of this world.”

Dusk at heart is always seeking knowledge and so she perks up. “Even the Twilight?” Dusk asks. “Yes. Even the Twilight. Even alternate worlds of Hyrule. The golden trio are said to have created Hyrule but Kana was here before even them. She and Eiran, Father of Time, keep balance while the other gods are there controlling minor parts of the world. The Light Spirits, Faron, Eldin, Lanaryu, are the most minor of gods. Their blessings only spread across their regions. But at the time Twilight was born they had more power than Kana did. Kana is special in that her magic goes to protecting her children instead of herself. It senses the blood connection between them and surrounds the child to protect them from curses. Kana would have needed to go back to the Wilds to replenish her magic for a year or two in order to be at full strength. Eiran would protect her and her children.”

“May I ask you a question?”

“Of course, Your Majesty.”

“What happened after Wild’s birth since he is also Kana’s son and a Link.”

“Ah. Kana was worse for wear. Since she had twins it took a lot more out of her. She could barely walk for a month let alone care for her children. Me and Eiran took her to the springs across Wild’s era to replenish her so she wasn’t so weak and could be with her children. Since Twilight was the only child of Kana and her husband, Kano, she had some reserves. She was able to care for him as any normal Hylian mother could. When the wolfos attacked the magic surrounding Twilight became almost like a protective shield. The reserves she had went into running away and getting him somewhere safe including entangling a wolfos that went after them. Ordona’s light protected them but unfortunately Kano would perish after slaying the beasts and the Triforce of Courage would appear with Twilight.”

Dusk nods. “And Ordona told Rusl and Uli to raise Link?”

“Yes. Eiran and Kana held off the invasion of Twilight on Hyrule until the hero, Link, was of age. Regardless you both were so young. Kana made sure to watch over Link and she was the one who healed Midna.”

“She did that?” Dusk asks. Her brows furrow slightly even as worry colors her eyes. Aeyl nods. Dusk looks down at her hands in her lap. “So Link is a Demi-god?”

“Ah.” Aeyl blinks before his smile grows, “Well, I didn’t think of it that way. Yes. He would be. Wild and Sage are not full gods yet. Their powers haven’t manifested in full. Although Wild has developed his lightning powers. Gives me a headache. Twilight won’t have any major magical abilities. He’ll be more in tune with nature perhaps grow an affinity to certain types of magic. Say water and fire. He’d be able to protect himself from drowning or extreme burns. But seeing as he dislikes magic I doubt it will develop. Who knows maybe it will. But I think due to his mother animals like him more then any of the Link’s. Wild also has a close bond to animals. Sage too. She loves horses.”

Twilight rolls his eyes, “I grew up on a ranch.”

“Yes. Doesn’t mean animals will always like the rancher. Animals feel safe around you. Foxes feel safe around Wild… and horses. I think that’s just a Link thing though…”

Dusk smiles slightly. “Well I’m glad Link knows who his parents are. I know it’s weighed on him.” Twilight grumbles embarrassed. Dusk pats his hand. “I think I have my answers.”

Twilight’s brow furrows and he looks at Dusk. “You should stay in Ordon. It’s where you belong. I was selfish to ask you to join the Royal Guard. That isn’t you and I dare not ask you to fit into such a role. You should be free to be yourself, Link.”

“If I may give my two cents to this, you’re wise to say that, Your Majesty. Certain Links who grew up with the military, example Captain, are comfortable serving Hyrule and their Zelda. I know Time served Lullaby for a few years and he is on reserve for the guard troop but works full time on Lon Lon Ranch. Wild served the crown before the Calamity struck and Rhoam was a horrible man. He doesn’t like soldiers, memories get muddled but it is the general feeling he has. I myself understand the workings of the Hyrulean military and don’t mind being a captain or general. I can’t say much about Four or Legend.”

“Hate it.”

“My dad’s a guard, so I grew up around them.” Four adds after Legend. “Well there ya go. Sometimes after a journey a Link might want to be more involved in the military. A way to get rid of nervous energy in a productive manner. From what I can see, Twilight has truly settled into his role on the ranch and working with the Resistance. But the full Royal Guard would be a little too much. He likes developing friendships and knowing his allies, the people he protects. You can’t be that close to thousands of guards. I know you can be friendly to them Captain, not everyone has your charisma though. I know I cut myself off from others as a general. I forced myself to fit a mold or structure of what a general should be and look like. Not everyone will do that, again I understand. But peer pressure becomes a very big problem.”

Wild chimes in, “Flora said I refused to talk because I wanted to silently bear the burden of the calamity. I wanted them to see the perfect knight. I wanted to be someone others could lean on even if I was just as terrified as them. I even refused to talk to Lana and mom.”

“They tried too hard to get you to open up when you weren’t comfortable but I could understand your silence.”

“I remember. You were always there silent and patient but comforting. You held no expectations which is what I needed most. To me… you were the example I was trying to follow.” Aeyl ruffles his son’s hair and wraps his arm around him. “You just be who you are. There are people who love you for your true self.”

“I understand that now… but back then…” Wild tapered off unsure. Aeyl gently guides his son to look at him. “You were unhappy, Lana was unhappy, Zelda was unhappy. You three suffered greatly at the hands of the adults around you. Me and Kana tried our best but even we failed at times. We have our flaws but we tried to protect you three. I’d make sure you three were out of the castle more often. Take you to the springs and just relax there for days on end and say Zelda was praying. I’d lie so you three could see Kana in Hateno and Uncle Eiran. Do you remember anything of him?”

“He has a pretty smile.” Aeyl snorts. Wild grins. “Oh I remember that fondly. Kana was cooking dinner and said something that set Eiran off on a tangent.”

“She talked about the Temple of Time.” Wild replies. “Ah good ol’ Temple of Time.”

“I said, ‘You’re as ancient as the Great Deku Tree.’” Aeyl laughs remembering the flabbergasted expression on his brother-in-law’s face. Wild grins, “He said and I quote, ‘What is with the Great Deku Tree and the heroes loving him! I blessed the literal Hero of Time but nooo it’s always Great Deku Tree this, Great Deku Tree that! Never Father Time! Hmph.’” Wild even replicated the pout crossing his arms turning his face away. Aeyl leans over as he laughs. “A-and you said, ‘Maybe he actually talks to them and provides them support? What have you done?’ He was so offended!”

Time snickers. “What I’m understanding is Eiran, the Father of Time is jealous of the Great Deku Tree.” Wild nods at Time’s words. Time bursts into uncontrollable laughter. Twilight joins and eventually the rest of the chain. Dusk’s laughter is quiet but there is an amused smile on her face. Perhaps it’s the ridiculousness of the entire situation or the heroes needed a good laugh that prevents them from calming down for a full two minutes.

“Apologies, we got off track.” Aeyl smiles not in the slightest sorry. Dusk shakes her head smiling, “I’m glad you’re all so comfortable with each other. I’m happy to know Link isn’t alone.” Time smiles at his pup. Twilight is giving Dusk a warm smile. Warriors wiggles his eyebrows at Time gesturing to Twilight and Dusk. Time shakes his head and with one hand signs behind Dusk’s back. “Not every Link is close to their Zelda in the same manner you or Wild are.” Warriors pouts and signs back, “Yeah, I get it. You’re no fun Old Man.” Time shakes his head amused.

The heroes head to bed for the night. Twilight opting to sleep in Aeyl and Wild’s room instead of with Warriors and Time. Aeyl is covered by his boys. He huffs a laugh as Twilight snuffs like a dog and finds comfort in the crook of Aeyl’s neck. He pats the heroes head. “Smell safe.” Twilight murmurs before drifting off. Wild the insomniac of the three simply curls into Aeyl’s side and messes with Twilight’s fingers. The Twilight Hero is completely out of it so he doesn’t notice.

“Everything alright, Wildling?” Aeyl asks softly brushing a hand through Wild’s hair. The hero hums noncommittally. Aeyl waits patiently.

“The hero from 10,000 years ago… is he Mama’s son too?”

“Well… it’s complicated. Harika was his birth mother but Kana became like a mother to him when as a little boy he got lost in Kakariko’s woods. Cotera had guided her to Link and the wolf spirit who protected those woods. You know him well.”

“Twilight?” Wild mumbled surprised. “Pup won’t know him until he’s a spirit protecting Kakariko but he’ll definitely get memories of their time together. Time is a little unstable around Link. Nayru and Eiran adore the boy but their affection differs greatly. Eiran would rather watch the boy age to become wise like a Grandfather than force such wisdom through time hopping. Anyways, Link was raised by Impa and Kana. Kana more affectionate and loving doting upon him and singing to his inner wilds. Impa made him into a soldier but not without her own affection. Link never begrudged her nor did I. Meanwhile I was locked away since Harika’s death by the Yiga. Back then they were much smarter, more cunning than your era. The lock upon my cell was linked to the very Yiga Clan Master. So when Link, as a child, was tasked to bring the Triforce together he had found me. I didn’t want him to save me but he insisted. I told him my cell would only open if the Yiga Clan Master died. He nodded with such a serious face that it broke my heart.”

“How did you get captured anyways?”

“I went to save Harika… as I have shown my devotion to those I love and cherish knows no limits. I thought I could protect her and take her back to Kakariko. I thought wrong. My brave Harika fought tooth and nail. She was a Sheikah Warrior with impressive magic. She was the one who made sure my magic could not be sealed. Her gifts live within me. They worked around the feat of magic she performed and made my cell magic-proof. Tying the seal to their master. Foolish but effective. I did end up telling Link about his birth mother and about myself. He demanded I join him on his journey as Wolfie and Ning-Ning, a fairy he met, also traveled with him. Like Hyrule, Link wielded the full splendor of the Triforce for many years. I think he still does even after his battle with Calamity Ganon.”

“Wait really? Then why does the Triforce not appear after that?”

“Before he went under Hyrule Castle he sent the Triforce to the Sacred Realm. It ensured the safety of Hyrule. He’s always been a good king. Better than King Rhoam or his Zelda’s father.”

“I hope that when we meet him he’ll be happy to meet me…”

“I’m sure he will, Wildling. Link won’t blame you for what happened and I think he’ll honestly know what happened without us telling him. As I said, time is unstable around him.” Wild hums and relaxes. “Will Twi be alright? When this Link tells him about Spirit Wolfie?”

“Even if he isn’t we’ll help him out.” Wild nods squeezing his mentor’s hand. “We will.”

With that quiet admission the Wild hero falls into unconscious slumber. Aeyl closes his own eyes feeling assured that no matter what the Dark Shadow throws at them he’ll have his boys and his boys will have him.

Chapter Text

They had just finished breakfast when a portal had opened for them. This time it felt like Kana’s magic. It didn’t feel like a constant tug on their souls but they still gravitated towards it. Walking through in duos they popped out the other side perfectly in tact.

Four and Legend still seemed nauseous but only minor compared to normal. Hyrule was kissing his ring and said happily, “Mother really pulled through! I feel no side effects of normal portals!” Time agreed. He looked across their group of heroes and found everyone in good spirits.

“Kana keeps her word. Come I recognize this Hyrule. We are close to this Hyrule’s Hero. He will be displeased but… not much we can do.” Aeyl guides them. Wild steps up beside his father and taps at his slate. “How—“

“Shh wait for them to notice.” Wild looked concerned as he turned to his father. The heroes look at one another trying to understand what the two were going on about. “Hey isn’t that like the towers of Wild’s era?” Wind asks bouncing up to Aeyl. “Yes. But do not make any conclusions yet.” Aeyl smiles down at the hero and rolls his engagement ring on his finger. Kana was with Link of this era nearby. He could feel her strong magical presence. His own magic reached for her to ask if she knew who he was in this time. But he shouldn’t have had to worry because as soon as they crest the hill Kana’s already up and running towards him.

He runs towards her and lifts her up as she wraps her arms around him. “Aeyl.” Her soft voice sang to his very soul. He was home in her arms. “Dad?” Came a surprised and confused voice. He looks over and smiles fondly, “Link.”

“Dad!” Link smiles and joins them hugging Aeyl tightly. “I know this is confusing—“

“An understatement.” Link muttered under his breath. Aeyl chuckles and gestures to the heroes, “The Heroes of Courage. They are all named Link so we choose names based of their hero titles.”

Link steps back to look at each hero with scrutiny. His mismatching green and blue eyes flicker across Wild’s scars and he looks to Aeyl for confirmation. “Yes, he was put into the Shrine just like you. We knew what it entailed… and he signed his consent.”

“Tch.” Link sneers before carefully relaxing. Sky steps forward, “I am Sky, the forger of the Master Sword. Aeyl explained you are the hero prior to Wild’s own era.”

“Yes, I am. King Link, husband of Queen Zelda and father of Princess Zelda Iris Hyrule and Prince Torin Twilight Hyrule. Hylia requests my service upon this journey. I am not one to deny the goddess.” His expression is carefully neutral examining Sky’s reaction to his words. Sky in lieu of an answer takes out the Master Sword. Link looks down at the sword and there is a flash of anger before it is stowed away. Link places his left hand on the blade and closes his eyes.

Hidden beneath fingerless gloved hands the Triforce glows. “Welcome, Hero of Worlds and the Triforce.”

“Oh fancy.” Warriors grins. Link rolls his eyes. “Just call me Keya. Mom, you would know the heroes yes?”

“Yes. I remember all of them fondly.” Kana’s eyes sparkle with delight. “Then the only introductions should be from the heroes.”

“Hi I’m Wind! Hero of Wind! No I’m not a kid I’m fourteen!” Wind proudly puffs his chest. Keya’s lips quirk up. He can already tell he’s going to compare Torin and Wind. “I’m Time, the Hero of Time. The tattoos are indeed from the Fierce Deity.” Time says. Keya scans his face and nods. Aeyl notices the recognition and the searching of Time to see if he recognizes Keya. Aeyl is confused by this. Did Keya meet Time during one his time hopping adventures? “Warriors, Hero of Warriors. Call me Wars or Captain. I am the Captain of the Hyrulean Army in my era.” Keya nods cataloging the pride on Warriors face.

“Legend, Hero of Legends. Say anything about being pantless and I will shove my foot up your ass.”

Keya raised an eyebrow at his father who sighs. “He’s been on many journeys.” Keya nods. “I’m Hyrule… I know it can get confusing so they normally call me Rulie. Hero of Hyrule.” Keya gives a sympathetic smile. “You seem like the healer of this group. I’ll make sure to tell you if I’m injured so you don’t have to worry about me. I’m not so stubborn headed.” Hyrule gives a relieved sigh. “That would be most appreciated. Unlike some heroes.” Hyrule glared pointedly at Wild who raised his hands in defense.

“Hero of Four Swords. Four. Don’t ask I won’t explain.” Four says with a small wave. “Your story to tell. I won’t pry.” Keya smiled. “As I said before I’m Sky. The Hero of Skies and Hylia’s Chosen Hero. It’s nice to meet you, Keya!”

“You as well Sky.” Keya gave a warm smile in return. “Hero of Twilight. Twilight, Twi, Pup, Rancher, Ordonian, the list could go on.” Twilight wrapped an arm around Wild. “Hero of the Wilds, Wild! I’m 10,000 years after you.”

“Nice to meet both of you. I’ll be sure to explain Hyrule’s history to you Wild. Ah but you all should come to the castle. I’m sure Zelda will love to meet you all.”

“One more thing. Our Zelda’s all have nicknames like us to differentiate which one we’re talking about. Anything she likes?” Warriors says which makes Keya hum gaining a smile. He looked like he adored his wife.

“Dahlia. They’re a flower she loves. They grow everywhere in the gardens and make the prettiest bouquets. Her words not mine.” Keya smiles smitten. Aeyl grips his son’s shoulder, “We’ll explain a bit as we walk. Where is my other self by the way?”

“Probably in Kakariko with Awo and Impa.”

“Huh, Awo is in old age isn’t he by now?”

“Mn. Buddy’s resting in peaceful retirement. He deserves it. Oh Awo is a wolf companion of mine. He’s getting on in his years but he’s still as happy to see me as ever. Kakariko’s Wolf spirit helps to comfort him when I’m not visiting.”

“Kakariko’s Wolf spirit?” Twilight questions. Keya nods. “Great Fairy Cotera and the Divine Beast protect and watch over Kakariko. He helped me at the start of my journey. He and Ning-Ning, a fairy I met, would be my constant companions alongside my father.” Aeyl squeezes Keya’s shoulder with a smile. Kana calmly explains, “Cotera lead me to this small oh so tiny boy curled up in the mouth of a small cave. You were so cute back then.” Kana laughs at Keya’s embarrassment. Keya’s cheeks redden but the most telling sign is his expressive ears that droop as they redden.

Aeyl ruffles his hair, “He’s still cute.” Kana nods her agreement. They head to the castle. Keya greeting his people with warm smiles, genuine concern, and trust. The people obviously adore him. The soldiers all seem to respect him as well. “Sire, to your left!” One knight calls out. Keya immediately puts up his right hand and a shield forms just as a weapon comes down onto it. Keya quickly springs into action with the knight following suit. Everyday citizens run to get out of the way.

Keya kicks the traitor back and with a lightning whip he grabs the traitor and forces them to their knees. The knight is quick to handcuff them. “Good eye, Sir Kanto.” Keya smiles. “Follow us. We’ll have General Impa decide this traitors fate.”

The knight known now as Sir Kanto nods and tugs the man up. “And in front of Sir Aeyl and Madam Kana. Be lucky they didn’t interfere.” The knight hisses at the traitor.

Keya spots Impa at Hyrule Castle’s gates. “Link where the fuck have you been?” The general glares at him. “Relaxing with Mom.” He gestures to Kana who waves with a smile. “Oh Madam Kana… Sir Aeyl. And who are your companions?”

“Past heroes but that’s for the sanctum. We have a traitor who tried to kill me. What would you like to do with them General?”

Impa’s expression hardens. “Take them to Arbiter’s Grounds with the others. Make sure they’re muzzled and their magic, hands, and feet are bound.”

“Yes General!” Sir Kanto salutes. He takes the traitor away. Impa turns back to Keya. “Link it’s good to see you.”

“You too Impa.” Impa jabs his side and guides the king to the sanctum. Queen Zelda, Dahlia, is speaking with the court poet. “Oh! Link!” She smiles at her husband. “Zelda.” He walks up to her and smiles as he turns to the poet. “Would it be too much trouble to get a servant to request Lana’s presence at the Sanctum?”

“Not at all, Your Majesty! I will be quick!” The man exclaimed and left the Sanctum quickly. Keya waves the heroes over. “Once Lana is here we will go to the observatory. There it will be quiet and secret. Only high ranking Sheikah, me, Zelda, Dad, and Mom have the key to enter.”

Wild perked up looking interested. Keya explained to the heroes, “The observatory is the center of Hyrule Castle and it is connected to the Central Terminal. The terminal activates all shrines and towers across Hyrule. If it is destroyed or tampered with then the shrines and towers are set to destroy themselves.” Wild starts writing. Keya smiles amused. “Dear, this is Wild. He is the hero after me. 10,000 years in the future.”

“Oh it is so lovely to meet you Wild!” Dahlia smiled warmly. “Ah you as well Your Majesty.”

“None of that. Heroes don’t need to call me that. Zelda will do.”

“The heroes also have Zelda’s so I gave you the name Dahlia and I’m Keya to them.” Dahlia’s eyes sparkled. “Link! You ass! Warn a woman before you request her presence! I almost skewered a knight!” Lana complained annoyed. Keya rolls his eyes.

“That’s a you problem, Lana.” Keya said amused. Dahlia hide her smile behind her hand. “Now, observatory?” Keya asks. Lana nods and quickly prepares the console. It hums to life and Keya activates it. The platform descends.

Wild is freaking out as he looks around. He grabs his dad’s arm, “Dad! Oh my fucking Hylia are you seeing this? Zelda is going to freak out when I say I saw Hyrule in its prime! Time! Time! Look at this! This is amazing! Twi it’s like the elevators for the shrines!” Wild is bouncing taking pictures and overall bubbling with unrestrained curiosity and excitement.

Keya laughs. Dahlia giggles and slides up to Wild, “It is amazing! We took notes from the Ancient Zonai! My ancestors specifically are said to descend from the Zonai.”

“And my ancestors worked closely with them enough to understand their technology and keeps records well enough. Link also helped. Nayru sent him to the past.” Impa pats Keya’s back. Keya shrugs and tousles his hair with his right hand.

“To multiple pasts I remind you. I was the designated Divine Beast namer! Poor choice.” Keya grinned with a feral glint to his eyes. Lana shakes her head amused. “I think it was a good idea. You did well.”

“Well… I had a lot of inspiration.” The platform stops and everyone gets off. Keya walks over to the other console and activates it. The platform starts going back up. Impa starts, “May I have an introduction of who everyone is?”

“These are the Past and Future Heroes of Courage. Hero of Time, Hero of Twilight, Hero of Skies. These three we know well. Ancient songs keep their memory alive. Hero of Winds, Hero of Hyrule, Hero of Legends, Hero of Four Sword. Hero of Warriors is a Captain in his time. And the Hero from the future, Hero of Wilds.”

Impa nods looking across the Heroes. “And Sir Aeyl from the future I’m imagining. You have a new tattoo.”

Aeyl laughs. “Always the observant type, Impa!” 

“Have to be. What’s the new tattoo from?”

“I got it when I married Kana.” The wild goddess smiles. “I got a matching one. Eiran was not happy!” Kana laughs. Aeyl nods. Keya looks happy for his father. “I’m glad you can live immortally with someone who can make you happy, Dad.”

“I am glad too. She gave me two wonderful kids. Lana and Link. Sage and Wild. Flora is my daughter-in-law and has been since you two finally got to know each other.”

“That was Flora’s problem. My job was to be her knight. After saving her from Yiga she saw me in a new light.” Wild says softly. Dahlia looks to Keya. Keya scowls, “Yiga. Don’t tell me they tried to bleed you dry like a pig.”

“No… my Yiga are… very dumb… I mean their leader Kogha sent himself into a hole using some ‘super special secret technique’. It was a huge spiky ball and it tipped back towards him and he fell into the hole. It has a Sheikah Shrine pedestal at the bottom.”

“Well seems they haven’t changed their hiding location for 10,000 years. Idiots.” Keya shakes his head. Dahlia grabs his hand, “Link, I understand you don’t like talking about it but… we know your bloodline is very special and I think the heroes deserve to know why the Yiga hunt you so fervently.”

“Should I explain?” Impa asks placing a hand on Keya’s shoulder. The king looks at the two ladies and shakes his head. “No, I’ve got this.” He steps away from them staring at the wall.

“I found out that ever since I was a kid I was special. From being a God’s son to the blood that flows through my veins. The Yiga, wanted my blood. Their plan included taking me from my cradle but my mother, bless her fierce heart, fought them off long enough for Dad to wake up. That’s when they realized they were outmatched. So they took my mother hostage. Dad gave me to Impa and told her if anything were to happen to protect me. Dad gets captured and life continues. I don’t remember my mother’s face… but there are paintings of her. Anyways.”

Keya turns to the heroes. He looks tired. Time wishes the man didn’t feel that way. There is a weariness to his core that comes from the stress of being a hero. “I had gone to Gerudo Desert. Chief Ramora told me that the key to the Trial of Power had been stolen in an attempt to stop me. Well I saddled up a sand seal and rode to Karusa Valley. I found out very quickly that something about my blood was special. I don’t know how they knew it… and I still don’t. They said it held the power to revive Ganondorf… the currently sealed Demon King below Hyrule Castle.”

“Ganondorf!”

“Demon King!”

Keya nods. “I’ll explain that another time but what you should know is he’s currently a corpse. He’s ambitious, dangerous, and most of all powerful. The Yiga leader explained that even a drop of my blood would be enough to awaken the Demon King and bring ruin to Hyrule. He laughed and said, ‘But I’d rather kill my Glorious Master’s opposition than have a goddess blessed little brat get in the way.’ I killed him but they keep coming back. Saved dad got the key to the trial and went about my life. Little did I know it would change drastically.”

Lana who has been quiet speaks up, “Nayru has sent him through time multiple times. To the ancient past, to a far future, to alternate realities. Anything is fair game when it comes to our King.” Keya laughs bitterly, “Believe it or not but I saw Hyrule’s founding with King Rauru and Queen Sonia. I fought Ganondorf alongside the sages. I was fifteen. Two years later I’d fight Ganon and lose my arm. It’s been one traumatic event after the other. I’m lucky it’s been many years. But my luck I suppose ends now.”

Lana frowns and shakes her head. “It’s not about luck. The goddesses demand a lot out of you for some reason…”

“Yeah… and apparently they thought I am a better keeper of the Triforce than Hylia herself which… fair but that’s also far too dangerous.” Dahlia quickly grips his hand. “I did hear back from the Twili-Zonai in Faron…” Keya looks down at her. “They said that your mother was the child of Eiran and a descendant of a few past heroes.”

“And so my blood could revert the seal using time…” Keya goes ashen as if remembering Ganondorf’s power. Dahlia soothes him, “But it will not happen.”

Keya looks like he wants to argue but he wisely keeps his mouth closed. He grimaces and looks away from her. Hyrule steps forward shyly, “In my own era… Ganon cultists want my blood to revive him… a-and I have the Triforce… but it’s just me in a wasteland.” Keya softens.

Lana and Impa share a look. Wild frowns and looks at Keya. The hero is still very tense and he can see the weight of the world on the man’s shoulders. He can see the grimace forming on Keya’s face before the king forces a smile, “Well history often repeats itself when we are caught unaware.” Dahlia smiles warmly, “You’ll have to save stories for Iris and Torin.”

“Ah…” Keya is suddenly no longer depressed. He laughs, “They won’t believe a lick of it Zel!”

“Nonsense! They love your stories!”

“Papa lies! Papa lies! That’s what Iris chants.” Keya pouts giving puppy eyes to his wife. Dahlia tweaks his ear with a stern expression, “You don’t correct her.”

“Zel…”

“Don’t ‘Zel’ me Link. You know I’m right. Hmph you need to spend time with your kids before your new journey. Come on. Back up we go. Spend the whole day with them.”

“Ah Torin won’t be happy—“

“Link!”

“Sorry! Going! Going!” Time despite the fondness in his eye still has a stern face. Aeyl pulls him aside later when they have their rooms. Dahlia insisted on giving them rooms instead of wasting their money at an inn.

“What was that look back in the Observatory?” Aeyl questions softly. Time sighs and sits down heavily on the bed in the room they’ve commandeered. Aeyl sits opposite of him. “He’s time traveled just like I did and none of it was his choice. I mean I didn’t have a choice either… Termina is a constant reminder of that. But even before that. I was sleeping for seven years and let Ganondorf rule Hyrule… what has he gone through at the hands of the goddesses? Demon King Ganondorf? How powerful does he get? Why do they have to go through this?”

Aeyl calmly says, “I won’t say it’s alright, because we both know it isn’t. Not in the slightest. What Keya went through… it’s a haunting memory of worse times. He’s happy currently but I imagine he finds himself still thinking like a hero who doesn’t deserve the princess.”

“Do you know anything about Demon King Ganondorf? Could he possibly be controlling the Dark Shadow?”

“I highly doubt it. Ganondorf is a cunning man with crazy ambition but the shadow, it knows us too well. Demon King Ganondorf may be powerful but he is not the Ganondorf nor Ganon from the fallen timeline. Nor is he the one Twilight or Wind faced. What I know of Hyrule’s founding in this part of the timeline is that something very bad happened almost fifty to sixty thousand years ago. A hero could not overcome Ganon from the fallen timeline and so the goddesses made a quick decision. Destroy Hyrule but get rid of Ganon in the process. They had the Hero fetch the Triforce and merge the timeline thus recreating Hyrule. He died shortly after and the royal family who fled Hyrule returned many generations later.”

“Leading to Sonia. The Priestess turned Queen of Hyrule.” Time says. Aeyl nods. “Okay… and the Zonai, a sky faring advanced race, descended from the Heavens to… rebuild Hyrule?”

“Yes. Hyrule Castle was not in Central Hyrule either. It was upon the Great Plateau settled west of the Zonai Temple of Time. They were also considered gods but definitely were not. The interesting thing they brought with them were the Secret Stones that enhanced the person’s general magical ability. For Sonia it was time, for Rauru it was light. If I remember correctly Keya’s was shadow and he and Rauru were a force to be reckoned with.”

“So neutral all powerful weapon used by Ganondorf to plunge Hyrule into a cycle of calamity after Rauru?”

“Seals him below Hyrule Castle. Or well the area Hyrule Castle would be built atop. Keya and I set the plans in motion. I lead Hyrule and Keya was taken back to his own time after a short period of time.” Aeyl finished explaining. Time rubs his temple.

“Give me a minute.” Aeyl nods. He can understand it is a lot to understand. “And what were Ganondorf’s motives for this?”

“The Gerudo were cut off from the rest of Hyrule. Goddess Lake, fed by the River of the Dead, separated Gerudo Desert from Hyrule proper. He wanted the Gerudo to live without the fear of drought. Keya was the ambassador. I actually remember this Ganondorf with some fondness. For a while all of us lived in harmony. Keya was an amazing ambassador. The Gerudo loved him and looked up to him. They taught him their customs and culture and in turn he shared the customs and culture of the Zonai. Ganondorf was also pleased with the aid the Gerudo received.”

“So how did everything go wrong?”

“Well he is Demise’s incarnation of hatred and paranoia is a hell of a thing. Keya noticed first. He went to speak with Ganondorf and console him. They were… friends.” Aeyl sighs remembering the furious yet heartbroken look on the boy’s face when he told Rauru and Sonia of his efforts to assure the man. “Ganondorf sought to use the Goddess Lake to make Gerudo Desert into a big oasis. Again and again Keya tried. Eventually Ganondorf threw the man out stating firmly, that the help of the royals was no longer needed. Thus began the war. That was when Keya returned the most furious. He was seething as he told Rauru and Sonia.”

“And so paranoia was Ganondorf’s downfall. How poetic. Reminds me of what Wind said about his Ganondorf.”

“Ganondorf had been a good king up until that point. Slowly but surely the Gerudo distanced themselves which only caused more paranoia. Naboris, the Sage of Lightning, would later tell me how watching Ganondorf fester in his paranoia and regret would be like watching a molduga race towards you. You’re rooted to the spot, knowing full well that this is your end but too scared to move.”

Time hums. “And so back in Keya’s era he’d honor the past sages by calling the Divine Beasts after them, correct?”

“Correct.”

“And what of this Kakariko Wolf Spirit?”

“That is much more complicated.” Aeyl smiles wearily. “Not like I’ve heard worse at this point. Hit me.” Aeyl huffs. “In the merge a few things happened that didn’t happen in the past. History or well time essentially rewrote itself. It fixed time discrepancies by simply adding things back that had been gone original. Majora’s Mask, Eventide Island, the Twilight Mirror…”

“Pup… what happened to him?”

“Nothing too horrible just… he well became a spirit to watch over Kakariko. How it happened I can’t say cause I’m not sure. I just know that Kakariko has always had the wolf spirit since Demon King Ganondorf arose. Keya was pleased to know Wolfie was in Kakariko. The spirit did not know him but could tell he was time displaced. In this era Spirit Wolfie followed him around on his journey. And later Awo would replace the spirit so it could continue its watchful eye over Kakariko. Perhaps at some point the spirit rested and isn’t there in Wild’s era.” Time nods.

Heavy silence hangs between them neither knowing what to say. Aeyl stands up, “I’ll go wander the castle and ask Dahlia for any reports. Take your time.”

~~~

Hyrule likes the new hero. He’s kind, courageous like the rest of them, gentle yet can be stern, and patient. There are moments that slip between the cracks on his patience but those moments haven’t lead to any serious conflict in the group. Keya brings a certain wisdom to the group that they sorely lacked before. He analyzed group dynamics fairly well within the day they were in his era, and fit in seamlessly with their day to day activities. This all to say, Hyrule is worried about Keya. Like Wild he has memory issues and it doesn’t help that he seems to have the same hyperactivity Wind does when he gets excited. To be fair that’s a trait shared by all Links.

Hyrule does appreciate Keya asking for help. Keya is always cataloging injuries for him and has made an invaluable medical partner. While the hero himself can’t heal he is an incredible field medic and understands different potions, elixirs, and tinctures that could aid in their quest. He regularly helps Wild with cooking and joins Four when doing regular maintenance on their equipment. Hyrule sees him overworking himself. Time does too so Hyrule is going to stage an intervention.

“Time?”

“Yes, Rulie?” Time gives him a warm smile patting the empty space on the log beside them. “I’m worried about Keya. He’s been overworking himself.” Time hums. “We’ve seen. Warriors has already told him he doesn’t need to be constantly of help for us to value him as a hero and as a person. I don’t think it worked but slow starts.” Hyrule nods watching Keya from across the fire. He’s with Sky his head on the skyloftian’s shoulder. He watches Sky carve a horse with tired eyes. “But he is resting.”

“Sky said he could take care of it.” Time muses with a smile. Sky rarely bossed the heroes around and was almost ditzy but that was simply his charm. He had a heart of gold and cared for all the heroes. “What did he say?” Hyrule questions. “Help me make a horse, I don’t have them in my era.” Hyrule giggles. They both knew Sky knew how to make a wooden horse statue. But Keya didn’t know that and so Sky was sneaky in that manner. “Has anyone else noticed?”

“Everyone has. We all care for him. He just has to see that we care. Aeyl did mention Keya isn’t horrible when it comes to resting but it would take a while before he warmed up to us. Perhaps seeing Wild’s era might help him put things into perspective.” Hyrule nods. Wild and Keya were very close as was Twilight to both of them. Twilight and Wild managed to convince Keya to do things he’d normally brush off. Sleeping was one of them. Put Wild on Keya’s case and both heroes would get sleep. Put Aeyl on Keya’s case and Keya would get defensive like he would with Time. Put Twilight or specifically Wolfie after Keya? The hero wouldn’t stand a chance and be forced to accept sleep as a 130lb wolf slept on his chest.

Later in the week it’s like the gods granted them peace and dropped them into Wild’s era. Wild smiles and flops onto the grass. “Oh Hyrule, how much I missed you!”

Keya looks around. Hyrule Castle in ruins and the pillars that once surrounded the castle slowly settled back into the ground. He could only see the tops of the pillars now. He realized why Wild was put into the shrine now. Ganon learned and he really should have expected that. That made the hero worried as he looked to the hero he had started calling his little brother.

Keya looks back to the castle and sighs. “Well I suppose I should have destroyed them when I had the chance.”

“Huh?” Wild turns to Keya. “Zelda and I, we realized shortly after I awoke from the shrine that the Sheikah did not have our best interest at heart. The Shrine was solely meant for me. They didn’t expect me to have my memory. Or at least enough that I remembered the calamity. They had done all of it under the orders of Zelda’s father King Elroy. He hated me.”

Keya sneers as he glares at the castle, “I was a puppet of his as much as I am a puppet of the goddesses. I walked right into his grasp and he desired the power I had. The Triforce I gave my blood, sweat, and tears for. I’m glad he’s dead. His greed would have killed Hyrule.”

“So then why didn’t you?” Sky asks eyebrows furrowed in worry. “Impa. She promised to hide them. It’s why in my era the Divine Beasts are already in the ground. I saw no harm with the shrines and towers but Guardians are a bit harder to get rid of. Only way to destroy them that I know of was to shut off the Central Terminal. That we can’t do because it’s far below Hyrule Castle… absorbing Ganondorf’s power to turn into energy. They didn’t tell me that until after I woke up from the shrine.”

“But he’s sealed so can’t you—“

“I have the Triforce. The full Triforce mind you. That sort of divine power would most definitely awaken Ganondorf. He would also sense Zelda’s powers and I cannot risk any of my people to do it.”

Wild is starting to understand. Keya had tried to avert the wrath of Calamity Ganon by going beneath Hyrule Castle. He shut the terminal off and used his powers to keep the seal on Ganondorf. Thus Torin and Iris would put the shrines into the ground and the towers. Hiding the power that had harmed their father with the hope no records would be kept. They didn’t take into account Lana being prophetic because they didn’t know.

Keya’s bitter laugh has the heroes worried. “Tell me, how long did it take for you to heal?”

“100 years.” Keya looks angry as he turns to them, “None of this was your fault, Wild. Not even my own. I can admit that now that I see your world. The Sheikah lied to us, your Sheikah didn’t know. And Ganon used that to his advantage. Say these blights you mentioned what did they look like?” Wild is afraid of what Keya will say if he saw them.

“Ah well…” Wild flips through the pictures on his slate and shows Keya. Keya’s expression grows eerily calm. “Well I shouldn’t be surprised. They were created to protect the champions. If he took over the divine beasts of course he’d use the free weapon we provided him.” He shakes his head. “I need to walk to clear my mind. Is there a place in Hyrule we should travel to?”

“Kakariko Village… Impa will… want to meet you as will Flora… she’ll most likely be there with Sage.”

“Sage?”

“Lana. We call her Sage because Hylia gifted her memories of all the heroes who had a Lana companion.” Keya nods. It was the best he could do.

Wild leads them to the Wetland Stable. Keya lags at the back of the group with a glaring face. He’s not glaring at them exactly but he clearly isn’t consciously with them. Wild feels ill knowing what Keya does in the future to protect him. Wild takes out all of his horses. Keya brightens upon seeing the horses. “Could I perhaps catch my own?” He asks Wild.

“Oh yeah. Wild horses roam just over the hill. Be careful though, they get spooked easily.”

“I’ll be alright.” Keya snaps his fingers and his clothes change to a version of the Sheikah Stealth Set. Keya goes running off and Wild smiles slightly.

Time goes to Aeyl and drags the deity aside to aggressively sign, “You didn’t mention he did it because he knew the tech was dangerous!”

“I didn’t know he did it for that reason! He never explained that to us!” Aeyl signed back frantically. “No wonder we didn’t see the Divine Beasts in Keya’s era.”

“To be honest I forgot he did that. My memory hasn’t always been the greatest.”

“Well you’re a god I’d expect some discrepancies.” Time mumbled and looked back to the front of the stable. Epona was being fed apples by Twilight and Wild. Din was staring Legend and Hyrule down to which the two heroes shivered. Snow was giving Warriors the side eye. Gem, short for Gemini, was kneeling on the ground for Wind and Four with Sky behind both shorter heroes. Farren nudged Twilight who easily went to give the brown horse attention. “I’d suggest you ride with Legend and Hyrule. Din can be unruly and I doubt Farren will give Legend a ride after he pulled her reigns too hard last time.”

Time sighs, “Yeah. That horse is eerie though.”

“I’m assuming it was Ganondorf’s horse and the bloodline was simply that strong.” Time nods and heads out to help the two heroes. Din is staring Time down as he approaches. “Why do we have to ride this huge horse?” Legend grumbles. “Farren bucked you off because you pulled her reigns too hard and Wild cares deeply for his horses.” Time says reaching to pet Din’s mane. Din lets him before bowing her head slightly to huff which blows his hair. He chuckles. Display unwavering courage and the horse will like you.

Keya comes back with a cream horse with a lighter cream mane. He proudly smiles as his horse trots over to them. “See, told you I could catch one.”

“Oh! That looks like a fast horse! Let’s go register it.” Wild grins. Keya guides his horse over. “Lawdon, my friend wants to register this horse.”

“And who’s your friend Link?”

“My name’s Keya.”

“You Sheikah?”

“I am.” Keya smiles. Wild nods. “His mom is Sheikah, his dad is Hylian.”

“Alrighty then. What would you like to call your horse?”

“Bonnie.” The horse leans into Keya’s soothing strokes. Keya starts to fish through his money pouch before hearing Wild place the money owed down on the table. “Think of it as a thank you for looking out for me.” Wild says.

Keya blinks at him. Keya hops off the horse and crosses his arms at Wild. “You can’t pay for the horse I caught.”

“I will and I just did.” Lawdon looks amused as a stable hand fetches Bonnie to put on its bridle and saddle. Keya pinches the bridge of his nose and flicks Wild’s forehead, “Let your elders handle themselves.”

“I am 121!”

“Uh-huh and how much of that do you remember?” Wild pouts. “He’s got a point Link.” Lawdon teases. Wild whines, “This is harassment! I am older!”

Keya chuckles. “I’m twenty-seven. Keep dreaming.”

“You’re older than me!” Twilight says with dismay. Keya laughs. “Don’t worry too much about my age.” Once Bonnie is back do the heroes get on their horses and ride to Kakariko. Upon arrival Wild finds Flora speaking with Cado and Dorian. Sage is nearby speaking with Paya. “Link!” Flora says her expression glowing with happiness. Wild runs to her jumping off of Epona. Twilight who had been riding Farren beside Epona takes the horses reigns and guides their horses to graze under the nearby tree.

Flora hugs Wild tightly. Wild just as fierce with his hug. Sage waits patiently for her turn to hug the hero. Aeyl gets off his horse Cloud. Cloud butts him in the back. Aeyl huffs a laugh and hands his horse an apple. Cloud happily eats.

“Papa! Ah the rest of the heroes.”

“Zel, this is Keya. The hero from 10,000 years ago.” Flora immediately zeroes in on the hero getting off of his horse. “Oh, hello, you must be Flora. I am Keya, Hero of Worlds and the Triforce! Aeyl’s son.” Keya smiles. Flora looks him up and down and frowns slightly, “In the tapestry depicting the hero from 10,000 years ago, he was depicted with red hair and green garb.”

“Ah.” Keya tries to think of why that would be. He was wearing his Hero’s cap, tunic, and trousers when he defeated Calamity Ganon. That much he remembers from the battle. “I’m afraid I don’t know why. I was wearing my hero’s clothes when I defeated Ganon… sadly they got horribly destroyed and my wife burned them to a crisp alongside her white prayer dress…”

“Why is that?” Flora asks. “Dahlia struggled awakening her powers and associated that dress with bad things. She hates being compared to Hylia or the Golden Trio. It’s just not a lot of fond memories from those days. She eventually remade that dress per request upon acting in a play depicting the events of the calamity. She also made my new hero’s outfit so… maybe that? But my cap wasn’t red it was a dark green with a golden band. Ah I can just show you.” Keya snaps his fingers and his outfit changes within the blink of an eye.

The cap he was talking about reminded Wild of the Royal Guard Uniform. In fact it looked like the ancient version of the Royal Guard Uniform that would be used by the Royal Guard 100 years ago. Instead of a deep blue it was a dark green. It didn’t have the Hylian Royal Family Crest on the chest but instead a golden sword which must be the Master Sword. White gloves cover up til his elbow with black pants and white knee high boots. The undershirt is a juniper green darker than the shirt overtop it. A brown belt with the Triforce at the center cinches the waist. He looks quite regal in this version of the Hero’s clothes.

“Sick! This is so much better than the itchy clothes I had during my journey!” Wind is bouncing all around Keya looking his clothing up and down. It is made of a thick warm material but with a mix of cooling sapphire. It is made for hot and cold weather. Keya nervously smiles, “I had to wear this when King Elroy knighted me… it was not a fun experience and I felt humiliated.” He takes off the cap and tucks it under his arm. He holds out his one hand and it pops up an inventory. “Is your arm like the Sheikah Slate?” Flora finds herself asking. “Yes. The Sheikah and Twili-Zonai made it for me. It has everything I need. From food, clothes, weapons, and armor. I can also take pictures with it which is kinda funny.” Keya brings out a ceremonial sword and ceremonial Hylian Shield. “These are ceremonial and were used during the play. During the afterparty I wore these.”

The sword is a simple Royal Broadsword. It looks sharp though and must be well kept. The Hylian shield also looks well kept and free from damage. “But enough of that. I’m King Link in my era. Dahlia, my wife, is Queen Zelda. We have one daughter and one son and I adore all of them.”

Flora smiles. “I’ve heard stories of my ancestors from 10,000 years ago. Mainly lullabies my mother used to sing to me. Ah but I have so many questions!”

“And I will be happy to answer to the best of my abilities.” Keya grinned. Flora drags the hero away. Wild chuckles, “And there they go. Do you think he’ll last?”

“If he doesn’t he’s not a true hero.” Sage joked. Wild cackled. He notices Keya’s sparkling eyes as Flora speaks. “I think he’ll be fine.” The heroes settle in at the inn and hang out around Kakariko. More time for relaxing and restocking.

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The heroes sat before the Sheikah Elder Impa. Her aged figure was wise and knowledgeable. Paya her granddaughter sat nearby with Flora and Sage on the other side of Impa. Keya felt a really inappropriate comment brewing in his head and quelled the impulse to blurt it out. Not so much inappropriate as unnecessary in the current situation.

Impa looks at Keya and asks, “Why was the ancient technology hidden in the ground?” Keya keeps her gaze with the unwavering respect he holds for his own Impa. “I’ll explain as best as I can but I cannot promise that you will like it. The Sheikah lied to me and Zelda. They lied to the Champions. The tech that they promised would defeat Ganon was using Ganon’s Gerudo body as an energy source. They made themselves uniquely vulnerable to corruption due to it. They asked me, Hero of Hyrule, to travel the kingdom seeking out any ounce of knowledge of the past heroes and their companions. To name such great beasts of ground breaking technology and power after them and their companions. Goddess Nayru helped me in this quest. She sent me back 50,000 years before Calamity became a known cycle. Back then Ganondorf was a Gerudo King and this world had knowledge upon knowledge of the past heroes. I spent days scouring the castle’s library. In the end I came up with Rudania, Medoh, Naboris, and Ruta. Medoh named after Medli. Naboris after Naboruu. Ruta after Ruto. Rudania after Darunia. Also after the past sages during that era. Rudania, Sage of Fire, and Goron Elder. Medoh, Sage of Wind, and Rito Elder. Ruta, Sage of Water, and Zora Queen. Naboris, Sage of Lightning, and General of the Gerudo.” 

Keya can see the sparkle of curiosity in Sage and Flora’s eyes as well as their body posture. Both women leaned forward whether consciously or unconsciously. “This wasn’t the only reason I had the Divine Beasts buried. This tech hurt me and Zelda. It was a form of control and of power. Used by King Elroy, Zelda’s father. He desired power and the Sheikah were all too interested in expanding their knowledge that they didn’t realize King Elroy would use such technology against his daughter and her knight. There are certain Sheikah I blame and others I do not. I cannot blame Lana, my best friend, for creating the guardians. Nor can I blame Impa, Chief and General of the Sheikah. For all her wisdom she is not one to understand math and science. She also had and has a duty to the Royal Family of Hyrule. Should she have denied King Elroy he would have said it is cause for war due to disobedience. Civil war is messy and my Hyrulean Army outnumbers the Sheikah ten times over. So it was simply do or die. I do blame those who created the Shrine of Resurrection. They made is specific so memories would be erased or more accurate sealed away. The hero would be put in stasis to be used time and time again. He wouldn’t age, his body would be healed, he’d always have his vitality, and he’d be a puppet to fight evil. Ten thousand or more years in the future. They had evil plots.” 

Impa looks deeply troubled by this. Keya cannot blame her. “The blights Wild fought and his champions died to were meant as protection for my champions. Meant to twin the champions own abilities. We called them Champion Guardians. Real original I know.” He said dryly before continuing. 

“Naboris Guardian was fast, agile, and used lightning like Ramora. Ruta Guardian was slower with a spear but could create barrages of ice and freeze its enemies. It used water and ice like Nerina. Rudania Guardian was slow but durable wielding a claymore. It used the extreme heat of Death Mountain to sustain protective barriers. It used fire like Kuldo. Medoh Guardian was fast in the air with multiple turrets it could call upon for back up support. It used wind like Tali. It was overkill if I’m being honest. Me and Zelda thought the Champions would be fine without their own Guardians plus the Divine Beasts had their own shields. What sort of monsters would Ganon create to oppose us so fiercely that the Champion Guardians would be needed? The engineers insisted we think of all possible scenarios. Which also meant, I got my own divine beast. Ahem a motorcycle.” 

Wild grins behind his hand at the deadpan expression on Keya’s face. Wild was too excited from defeating Monk Maz Koshia that he didn’t realize how ludicrous the Master Cycle was and is.

Keya runs his Sheikah arm down his face and groans, “And what a fucking time I had to be honest. Seriously Maz Koshia was a worse fight than Ganon was and Ganon took my arm! Granted I did end up facing malice monsters in my dreams while in the shrine which could have killed me if I didn’t battle them. That’s a story for another day. Back to the Master Cycle. It’s ludicrous absolutely atrocious and I love it. Like one of the good things the Sheikah gave me, one my arm, two the Master Cycle. I love Epona don’t get me wrong but doing insane tricks that they definitely didn’t think of when making it made the sheer horror on their faces so much fun.” 

“Is it a requirement of a hero of calamity to be as wild and carefree as nature?” Impa questions teasingly. Keya laughs, “The magic of Hyrule is untamed and wild. Even more so this era than in mine. So its hero reflects that. At least most of the time. Also I do have to mention I did help create the Divine Beasts. Well not the building process but the slates that went with the beasts. Each champion had one that was tailored to them and the environment they lived in. I damn near thought Kuldo’s slate was indestructible. Each champion took great pleasure in absolutely obliterating the slates with their abilities. It was Ramora’s lighting that finally ended the thing. It was a fun bonding experience.” 

“You destroyed… slates tailored to the champions… but why?” Flora sounded heartbroken. “It was to make sure the Divine Beasts couldn’t be activated but damn the Sheikah for making a fail safe! Wild’s slate was originally my own. As the head champion chosen for my temporal time magic and shadow magic I was given the slate that could connect to all the Divine Beasts. Otherwise those things would never have turned on no matter how you prodded. Now the thing is… guardian stalkers. They’re damn near indestructible.”

“I did a pretty good job with the Master Sword.” Wild said. “You did I won’t deny that but guardian weapons would have been better. A blade saw specifically.”

“Oh! Robbie made the Ancient Bladesaw, Ancient Bow, so on!” 

“Wonderful! Were those parts used to make more weapons?”

“Ah… they repurposed them to make new towers. Skyview Towers. They’re still under construction but Purah says they’ll be running in… a year or so. But Robbie did give me extra ancient arrows. The most handy weapon of all.” Keya tilts his head curious. 

“When it strikes the enemy it disappears in a glow of blue. Like a weapon shattered in my hands. When you look next they’re gone! Not like disappearing in a puff of black smoke. Like actually gone!” Keya slowly starts grinning, “You’ll have to show me sometime.” 

“I would love to!” 

Impa smiles glad to see Wild happy. Keya pauses and looks at her, “I have a question for you, Impa. It is paramount for me to understand as the King in my era. Where did the people flee? Castle Town would have been overrun and destroyed within the first hour. Mabe Village and Lon Lon would not survive.” 

“They would flee to Kakariko and Hateno. Some would flee to Zora’s Domain. Some to Gerudo Desert, Death Mountain, and Rito Village. Most Hylians would flee to Hateno and survive with Link and Zelda’s final stand at Fort Hateno.” 

“Where Wild died.” 

“Yes.” Keya sighs. “Wild, if guilt ever eats you up inside tell me so I can smack you.”

“Keya—“

“Wild.” Keya stares sternly at the hero. His mismatching eyes staring straight into Wild’s soul. “You died for Hyrule. And while it may have been in service of Flora you saved people along the way. Kakariko and Hateno would have been overrun by Guardians had Flora not awoke her powers there. More people would have died. No place would have been safe had Flora not awoken her powers either. Skywatchers would have been sent, perhaps even the Divine Beasts would have been controlled completely. Just there are so many possibilities but it happened this way. You and Flora enabled those people to live another day, to have kids and grandkids. Hyrule Kingdom may have died that day but its people survived and later thrived. Hyrule Kingdom is nothing without its people. Do not forget that. And Flora, my wife struggled with her powers as well. Ever since she was a young girl and this could also be because her mother was Sheikah-born outside of the royal family while Elroy was royal-born. Whatever the reason she also holds guilt for any who died that day. She feels guilty for dragging the leaders of their respective regions into the battle even if it wasn’t her hand who signed those letters that asked them to be champions. So please you did what you could in those moments. You were a kid with the weight of the world on your shoulders. It was foolish to think Ganon would simply roll over with the tech I created.”

“The Ancient Sheikah created. For all your brilliant mind, Keya, you are not at fault.” Keya laughs, “Yes, Flora. I know. I thought for a while that it was but I came to a realization in this era. I did what I could to protect your era but somethings seem decided by fate.” 

Flora looks pleased as she nods. Sage asks, “And what exactly did you do?”

“By my request Impa would bury the Divine Beasts, the Champions and I would destroy the connecting tablets. The Shrine of Resurrection would be shut down and sealed off. The guardian pillars would be put back into the ground and later in life I’d go far below Hyrule Castle to turn off the Central Terminal. In doing so all Sheikah tech would be powered down and unable to enter.” 

Sage nods and quietly thinks that over. Aeyl watches her closely. He remembers the very hill his daughter drowned in guilt. If there is anything he can do to prevent that downward spiral he will.

“Back to Calamity Ganon. Do you know how it manifested?”

“Yes. It is a malice manifestation of Ganondorf. Despite his seal his power slowly builds to create Calamity Ganon. Malice is a weaker version of his power only burning and taking away health from a person. His true power takes away your very life force. He can conjure stronger monsters under the Blood Moon. He isn’t conscious currently thanks to the seal but should that be disturbed he will awaken and I fear for Hyrule should it happen…” 

“Why is that?” 

“During the Imprisoning War the royal texts speak of… I was there to experience it. I personally knew Ganondorf. I knew the Gerudo and was an ambassador. I helped him and his people and I saw his descent into madness and hatred…” Keya grips the front of his pants as flashes of Ganondorf’s sneer come up from the depths of his mind. “His power was overwhelming and the Blood Moon looked like an omen of our deaths. King Rauru was a beacon of light in the darkness and in the end sacrificed himself for the prosperity of Hyrule. Hyrule Castle was built to ensure the seal stayed untouched.” 

“So it’s a bad thing the castle has been neglected.” Flora winced. 

“I will say this with most offense possible, what the fuck do you think? Of course it’s a bad thing! Ganondorf is possibly the worst thing to deal with! Not only is he terrifying but he’s a skilled warrior and strategist! I guess it’s inevitable now but I will be royally pissed by it. I’m not blaming you it just makes me scared of what will happen…” Keya shivers before he shakes his head. 

“A hero, scared?” Legend teases. Keya doesn’t let it get to him. He simply turns his head to Legend, “Courage is not the absence of fear. Courage is moving forward in spite of fear.” 

Legend doesn’t flinch at the cold look in Keya’s eyes but it’s a close thing. The silence that follows in tense as the heroes assess Keya’s mood. Aeyl cuts through the silence, “Son, you fought this version of Ganondorf. Can you tell us any of his weaknesses?” 

Keya tries to remember whatever he had done to weaken Ganondorf before but draws a blank. “I’m sorry. I must not have those memories anymore. All I know is that I remember the fear I had as Ganondorf loomed over us sages.” 

“You were a sage?” Time questions. “I wasn’t Link then. I wasn’t a hero. I was Jizeru. Sage of Shadow.” Keya notices the shocked expression on Time’s face. He doesn’t mention it and looks at the other heroes. Once again silence reigns. Keya really wishes they’d stop being quiet and blurt out their questions. “Why would Naryu send you back in time to the founding of Hyrule?” Wild asks.

“My quest of knowledge of the past heroes? I think?” 

“Then why not send you to moments after we’ve died or I dunno send you straight to us?” Legend grumbles. Keya shrugs. “I like not to think about her reasons because it leads to unnecessary stress. Well, I’d say this was a stressful and eventful meeting but we should all get some rest! I want to explore this Hyrule! Wild has to take me to Robbie so I can pick his brain about those ancient arrows.”

“Oh alright!” 

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Time sits down Warriors, Twilight, and Aeyl. “Keya was the Sage of Shadows, he could still be. How does he have shadow powers? Impa was the Sage of Shadows for me. It made sense she’s a Sheikah!” Time hissed. Aeyl frowns, “All of my children have been uniquely attuned to the shadows of this world. Storm had it develop as the shadows of clouds and rainy skies. Orion as the shadow behind light. Grove from the shadows of tree leaves and tall oaks. Starlight from the shadows the moon painted upon the land. Wild from the underbrush like a predator scouting its prey. Keya never felt attuned to shadows but… perhaps that’s because he was trained by Impa. A shadow cast by the sword and a shadow cast by too tall castle walls.” 

Time looks at Aeyl with confusion. “Shadow isn’t inherently a bad thing. His shadow is perhaps more refined than most. Hidden by his powers. The magic he gained from me and Harika. I didn’t notice this long ago but he still has the secret stone of the Zonai.” 

“So the Triforce and the Zonai Secret Stone… what other overpowered divine weapons does Keya possibly possess?” Warriors says this sarcastically. “Not what he necessarily possesses but what his era holds.” 

“Oh golden goddesses…” Warriors face palms tired. Aeyl pats his shoulder, “Not like you’re any better Wars. Having multiple timelines in your own really fucked your world over!” 

“Gee thanks.” The hero deadpans. “So why would Hylia give us Keya on a silver platter? He’s basically our strongest link. Pun intended.” Twilight looks between the older men. 

“He knows the most about the heroes and your companions. He’s probably met you guys at one point but you just don’t recognize him since Nayru is withholding those memories. I say we be patient. Keya is still not comfortable sharing his journey.” Aeyl advises. Warriors nods, “Every Link has his secrets. Keya is no different. We’re brothers-in-arms against this unknown evil. For now we play it as we always have. Let Keya know he’s welcome among us and that he is one of us. A Link’s guilt drives them away from others.” 

The heroes are dismissed for the night. Twilight heads to his room in the inn. He’s sharing with Wild and Keya. The two heroes are still up. Keya fixing a tear in his tunic. Twilight can see crisscrossing scars across his entire body. Some look like they were deep gashes with a smooth katana-like blade. Others are huge burns that seem to have taken a chunk out of his skin but with the shrine’s healing capabilities it restored it with the scarring left behind. He’s also decently built with a taller frame like his father and the musculature of his father. White hair is plated down his back with two pieces of hair framing his androgynous face. Long white eyelashes flutter as he blinks and two mismatching eyes eventually come up to look at Twilight. 

His green eye is like the green of an ivy vine while his blue eye is like the crystal waters of Wind’s Great Sea. Or rather the blue of Necluda Sea. “Twi, what did Time want from ya?”

“We just talked. He’s confused about your title as Sage of Shadows.” Keya smiles and pauses his work. “I don’t know how it happened either. I can create a shadow double of myself. Records say he was called Shadow Link.”

“You mean Dark Link. I have an armor set from Kilton called the Dark Set.” Keya looks intrigued. Wild is quick to join the other hero. Twilight is also intrigued. Keya is surprised by how it looks. “That’s so odd. Why red eyes?” 

“Dunno. It’s a poor armor set so I don’t wear it. I prefer the Sheikah Stealth Armor.” 

“It’s much nicer. I feel closer to my mom wearing it.” Keya smiles faintly. “Even more reason for me to hate the Yiga.” Wild and Twilight say. Keya rolls his eyes, “Don’t worry. I had Kana.” Wild nods with a proud tilt of his head. Twilight ruffles the wild hero’s hair and goes to lay down on his bed. His sword and shield were long set aside after cleaning and repairs. Keya teaching Wild how to care for his weapons. 

“I forgot to ask, do you think the reason you break so many weapons is because they’re not strong enough to withstand your god blood?” Keya asks. Wild gives a soft ‘huh’ as a dumbstruck look crosses his face. “Never thought about it that way! Flora said it’s because of the Calamity and a lack of formal military keeping weapons in top shape.”

“That too. Four gets so mad whenever you break one of your weapons.” Keya chuckles. Twilight groans, “It’s ridiculous how many weapons he goes through! I remember in one battle alone he went through five weapons. What a bow, a shield, and two swords and a claymore?” 

“Yeah I think I remember that. With the moblins from Wind’s era and those Darknuts from your era. Didn’t know what a Darknut was but still got the job done faster than you.” 

“I was recovering from a torn shoulder, Wild.” 

“Skill issue.” Both champions say. “It is not a skill issue! I didn’t want Hyrule wasting more magic on me nor a fairy! We have limited supplies you two!” 

“Worry about injuries after battles. Not during. Push through them. You can’t be caught off guard. You must always be alert.” Keya starts to list. Twilight’s worry increases as the hero continues. As does the dread in Twilight’s heart. “Fairies are emergencies, potions are vital, and healing food is immediate after battle. Keep at least three potions and ten fairies in your inventory at all times.” 

Twilight stops Keya, “Alright, I get it. Geez, both of you are horrible.” 

Keya shrugs and goes back to his tunic. Wild lays down next to Twilight and swipes through his photos. He also catalogs his inventory and stuff he needs more of. Wild and Keya end up deciding to share their inventory. Twilight falls asleep to the sound of the heroes voices. 

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The fight was bad, really bad. Lizalfos from Keya and Wild’s world mixed with Lizalfos from the Imprisoning War, as well as from Sky and Time’s era. Lizalfos on a normal day would be a pain with the jumping away and how annoying their tails were, mixed with the spitting Lizalfos Keya and Wild’s worlds are known for? It spelled disaster. 

Keya had already called on his shadow, Zena, to help in the battle. Keya and Zena were two vs five on the stronger horned Lizalfos. All of them were silver. Out of the corner of Keya’s eye he spots a gold Lizalfos sneak up on Time. “Behind you Time!” He called out. Time wouldn’t be able to turn in time to block. Zena winces and blends with the Lizalfos shadow to quickly teleport behind Time. He takes the sword slash to the chest and falls down clutching his chest. His chainmail took the hit but it didn’t mean it didn’t hurt. 

“Zena! You self-sacrificial asshole!” Zena grimaces prepared for the long lecture later. He quickly mauls the gold Lizalfos ripping and tearing like he did long ago during the Imprisoning War. The lizalfo doesn’t stand long. 

Keya puts up his shield just in time but moved back before the attack is over and trips over a lizalfo that snuck up behind him while Zena had helped Time. What should’ve been a bad tumble turned into a graceful spin. Keya had learned a lot from the Gerudo of his era and from Ganondorf. He prepares his next attack and launches forward using the strength in his legs to propel himself. 

Zena quickly backs up the hero. The two work like they were two halves of one whole. Time joins the two having finished two of his Lizalfos. “Watch for their horns!” Keya tells the older hero stepping away from a lizalfo swinging its head around trying to attack with its sharp horn. 

“Understood. Thank you for the save Zena.”

“It’s my job to protect the hero. You are also a hero. Keya would be upset to see you hurt.” 

“Idiot!” Keya bonks the man on the head. Zena winces giving the hero an embarrassed smile. 

Around them the heroes are finally gaining an upper hand on the enemies. Aeyl looks like he’s sustained enough injuries to have killed a lesser man. Hyrule frets from where he fights beside the god. “I’ll be alright, Rulie. Focus on your enemies.” 

“Fine but I’m checking you after we win.”

“Fine by me.” Aeyl gives an amused smile as he heaves his sword down into the ground. The unsuspecting lizaflo is cut in half. Wild whistles impressed, “I am so glad you’re with us!” Aeyl laughs. Twilight rolls his eyes, “Less talking, more fighting!” 

“I agree with Twilight. Cub, we need support.” Time says. Wild yells, “Dodge left, I need an opening.” 

Time gives him that opening. The hero runs as he fires. Shortly after the arrow hits the lizalfo in the head Wild comes charging in. He breaks a claymore over the monster and backflips away to get room so he can get out a new sword. Zena kills two silver lizalfos and backs up to Keya. “How you doing?”

“Oh ya know, pissed that these fuckers are still around. I thought after Ganondorf was sealed I’d never have to see these things.”

“Expect the unexpected on this quest.” 

“Yeah, go help Sky, he looks worse for wear.”

“Be careful.”

“We got this!” Keya grins. Zena runs towards Sky and with surprising strength the dark hero throws the lizalfo by its tail. Sky nods thankful. Twilight grunts from nearby. Zena turns and scowls as he runs to help. Another of Sky’s lizalfos bashed Twilight’s shield with their tail. It’s surprising the hero is still standing. Zena loomed from the shadows of a tree. The monster gulps in fear. Zena’s dark grin has it trying to flee. With inhuman speed Zena grabs the monster and tears into it with clawed hands. 

Twilight blanches at how grotesque it is to see a humanoid figure rip and tear flesh as if it were a wolf. Is that why Four is always pale after Wolfie mauls a monster? Zena in reality is an eldritch horror that lurks in Keya’s shadow. He may have his own consciousness and look like Keya’s twin but he is more than that. 

Long ago he was connected to Time. A shadow of the man himself mirroring the man’s every move. Keya’s unique shadow touched by the shadows of the Fae Wilds meant no real darkness could touch Zena anymore. Not Ganon. Not Ganondorf. It meant he was free from being the hero’s antithesis. Keya just let the dark shadow cling to him and with the power of the Secret Stone merged the two together. Zena would die when Keya did. It didn’t scare them. They know each other in and out, secrets and all. 

Finally after endless fighting the heroes gather together to look over each other’s wounds. Hyrule fluttering around everyone with worried stares. Zena pulls off his tunic and presses against the forming bruise. Keya takes his hand away. “Don’t be so startled that you have a physical form Zena.”

“It’s been years since I’ve been whole, Link.” 

Keya frowns slightly but doesn’t comment. Time heard and looks at Keya with a curious eye. “I don’t think you’ll like the story I have to tell.” Keya says warily. “Color me curious.” 

“A shadow of a past hero continued to exist despite that hero being gone. Instead of fearing the shadow I helped it. That shadow became Zena. He can have a physical form, blend into the shadows using it against monsters, and forcefully enter a monster’s shadow to teleport. Don’t worry he won’t enter your shadow he knows the difference between a hero’s shadow and a monster’s shadow.”

“Won’t that corrupt him? A monsters shadow I mean.” Warriors questions. Zena chuckles, “As long as Keya’s shadow is safe, free from the darkness that once kept me imprisoned, then nothing can harm me and I won’t let anything harm him. Nor the heroes he calls family.” Keya smiles softly. “Thank you, my friend.”

“I should be thanking you. Had you not found me in the Shadow Temple darkness could have spread all across Hyrule.” Keya frowns. 

“Shadow Temple?” Time narrows his eye. Zena looks him straight in the eye, “Don’t you remember? In the Water Temple I matched you blow for blow.” Keya closes his eyes as a memory comes unbidden to him. He shivers and has to sit down. Zena lifts his head. “How is that possible?”

“I don’t know… I’ve never gotten memories that weren’t mine. We made sure to separate our memories.” 

Aeyl comes over to check on his son. “What was it?”

“I was watching Zena…” Keya looks up at Zena with wide eyes. “Is the bond bleeding?” 

“Oh.” Zena mumbles. “I’m going to assume that’s a bad thing.” Aeyl says looking between the two men. “It’s not as bad as darkness seeping into the bond and poisoning both of us but controlling me first.” Zena says and kneels before the hero. “When we go back to our era let us head to the Springs in the order you obtained the Triforce.”

“That will help?”

“The Triforce will repair the bond and the stone will keep it strong. You must have faith.”

“You can’t leave me. Not until I’m gone.”

“I wouldn’t dare, My King. An order is an order.” Zena smiles warmly. He helps Keya up. “Until then try not to call upon me too much. It might make it worse.” 

“Yes, of course. As long as we don’t get any more horned Lizalfos.” Zena chuckles at the grumpy look on Keya’s face. Zena easily blends into Keya’s shadow. Keya looks at the heroes. “It seems I have quite the story to explain.” 

“Yeah.” Legend says sharply. He looks annoyed by Keya keeping secrets. Keya isn’t so sure it’s annoyance though. “There was a Zonai Hero, not like one of us, but a Champion who defeated a King Gleeok. He had great lightning abilities. People say he became the Dragon Farosh. You’d have to eat your secret stone to become a dragon which means you’d lose yourself. You lose your entire identity and you will never be able to return to your physical form.” 

Keya slowly starts to brush his long white hair. There is something ethereal about the gentle expression and calm mannerisms. Aeyl sits beside Time so Keya has his space. “I personally believe this Zonai Hero didn’t become Farosh because I have his secret stone. His spirit told me as such. He had guarded the stone for millennia before giving it willingly to me. ‘May it help you on your journey hero. Save Hyrule just as I once had.’ In a way he was like us. Well he could have been one of us. I’d like to think so.” 

The heroes are quiet as they listen. If they interrupted they might disrupt his train of thought. “It came to me with the character for shadow. It wasn’t until I entered a ruined absolutely abysmal Shadow Temple that Zena appeared before me. He guided me to destroy the demon poisoning the temple and causing the increase in monsters. He appeared before me in the likeness of a past hero. He decided that he’d stick with me for a while. Eventually we bonded. He merged with my shadow and if I die he dies. Bond bleeding isn’t a terrible thing it just causes unnecessary stress by revealing past memories on both sides of the bond.” 

Keya starts to braid his hair. Warriors moves over to help him. Keya lets him. “Shortly after bonding we went to the past. I met King Rauru and Queen Sonia. Sonia identified me as Aeyl’s son sensing the same war powers Dad has. She basically adopted me and I adored her. She encouraged me to become more aware of the kingdom and work with the other races. I took a liking to Ganondorf because I saw the weight of his people’s survival on his shoulders. We became fast friends actually. Within the first hour I was in the desert he was laughing, within the first week he smiled more, and by the end of the month relations between Hyrule and Gerudo Desert were going splendid.” He pauses smiling wistfully. 

“The bad changes occurred within the last year and my heart had felt like it shattered. I was jaded and Zena became stronger due to the shadows within my mind. Depression I will admit clings like a parasite. Till this day I struggle with depression but it is significantly easier to handle then when I was younger. I thank my dear wife, dad, and Impa. Lana helped too but she was more give me material gifts so I knew she cared. Particularly rocks… I don’t know what got it in her head that I liked rocks but I never refused them so I guess I have a geological collection of rocks.” Keya chuckles. 

“And Ganondorf never gave you the hint that he was an evil man?”

“Evil? No. Misguided and paranoid? Yes. He can be painted as evil and was shortly after the Imprisoning War. I never disagreed with them because he killed Sonia and stole her secret stone. He may have been my friend but he killed the woman I considered a mother and then Rauru sacrificed himself.” 

“Sonia never told me she knew we were related.” Aeyl looks a little heartbroken by that. Keya sighs heavily and looks up at the sky. Dusk paints the sky in rich reds and oranges. 

“Because she was conscious of time and you never saw the connection and I didn’t want your help. You weren’t the man I recognized as my father and I quickly distanced myself. I also wasn’t a Hero of Hyrule then. I was Jizeru, Sage of Shadows. Sir Jizeru, Ambassador of Hyrule. I may have been fifteen but I felt like twenty. Once again I blame King Elroy and the goddesses for placing the weight of the world on a child’s shoulders.” 

Time looked closely at Keya. “There’s something you’re omitting from your time in the past.”

“I was in the past several times. This happened two years before calamity. Not that I haven’t time traveled as an actual child.” Keya says blandly. Time hums, “You’re little fairy.” 

Keya blinks before he scowls, “So you knew.” 

“I was waiting for you to talk to me.”

“Oh that’s just wonderful Old Man. Here I was thinking you didn’t remember me!” 

“To be fair it took me a while. You’re a lot older and the arm was a bit jarring.” Aeyl looks between them surprised. Keya looks down at his arm with spite before he quietly inhales and exhales. He looks at Time with a serious expression, “So can I still call you Papa?” 

“Of course.” Time smiles warmly. Warriors snickers. “That means I am legally obligated to call you my nephew.” 

“Try it and see what happens Captain.” 

Warriors puts his hands up. “Geez, alright. So touchy.” Keya huffs and crosses his arms. “Wait… you met Time as a child! Why the fuck did Nayru send you that far back!?” Legend yelled. Hyrule hissed tugging Legend’s ear and pointing at Wind. “He’s a pirate.” Legend grumbled quietly. Wind snorts. 

“Don’t ask me, ask Nayru. Eiran eventually helped me back to my time. I had to speak to a Great Fairy who made sure to get the word to Eiran. After ah well… was it six years?” 

“Nine. You were almost twenty.” 

“I was a child once more when I went to my era. That seems to happen. No matter the years I live in the past I am always the same age I was the day I left my era. Hopefully this time around it’s different.” Time does not look too happy about that. “That and I met one other hero but he wouldn’t remember me.”

“You’ve been busy.” Legend said. He’d deny that he was worried. Keya shrugs. “I only time traveled a few times. This would be the fifth time but this really doesn’t count. I’m not traveling alone. I have my fellow heroes with me.” Keya smiles. Warriors nods, “Indeed. So don’t be too reckless.” 

“When am I ever? Ya’ll are the ones that recklessly risk yourselves during fights. I’m trying to save your asses. Do you know how many times I’ve heard Zena sighing with dismay as he watches yet another hero take a blow for another. By the Three it makes both of us exhausted with worry. Like I feel like Dahlia after I came back from the Shrine of Resurrection or better yet! Mama when Papa was being an idiot for accepting Queen Zelda’s summons. Another monster camp, another this or that. You know you really worried Mama during those times!” Keya accused frowning at Time. 

“I am aware. And might I also say you, without being a knight, recklessly joined and fought alongside the knights and I.”

“I will admit it was reckless but Mama was really worried and I would do anything to see Mama happy so if I have to bust my ass to drag Papa home I damn will! Fuck those knights you are a dad and a husband. Queen Zelda means well but I don’t give a shit. Retired hero, full time farmer.” Time laughs. “Oh Malon is going to be so happy to see you Kit.” Keya harrumphs crossing his arms. Time wraps an arm around the hero’s shoulders. “I am also proud to see the man you have become, Kit. Proud to call you a fellow hero, proud to call you a king, and proud to call you my son. We raised a fine young man haven’t we, Aeyl?” 

“We have, Sprite. We have.” Aeyl’s eyes glow with pride. Keya flushes and bows his head under the warm affectionate onslaught of two very proud father’s. Warriors pats the top of Keya’s head, “Well I can say for certain, I am proud. You lead your people well and they certainly love you. You fought bravely for Hyrule and worked to ensure a peaceful future. You are a good hero, a good king, and a good man.” Keya shrinks even further. 

“Yeah, I hope I can be half the king you are.” Wild smiles. “Oh don’t be like that! You’ll be a wonderful King! You’ve already done so much for Hyrule, Flora loves you, and Hyrule’s citizens are quite protective of their Hero Link. I’m sure with time this doubt that plagues you will be crushed. Wild, your world has struggled but it still stands. Your people are resilient! They desire the peace and freedom after the Calamity. Hyrule will flourish under you and Flora. I can already tell you’re doing a good job and I’m certain with Sage you three will rebuild Hyrule to its former glory. It may take years to demolish old ruins and make new towns and homes but it will be beautiful. And maybe you won’t see it in your lifetime but maybe two thousands years from now your descendants will and that is a wonderful thing.” 

Wild smiles, “Good King.” Keya snorts but doesn’t disagree. The heroes settle down further down the river they were near. Hyrule fussing over a completely fine Aeyl. “Keya your father’s being an idiot!” Wild, Twilight, and Keya laugh. “So he’s my father today, Wild’s yesterday, Time’s the day before that. What is this? Pick and choose who’s Dad he is?” Keya jokes. 

“It’s based off the traits he’s presenting prominently that day.”

“So… you’re insinuating I’m an idiot. I, Bearer of the Triforce of Wisdom.” 

“Yes!” Keya laughs and pats Hyrule’s shoulder, “You’re fretting too much, Rulie. He’s fine.”

“Hmm do you have any injuries?” Keya takes stock of the aches and pains in his body. “Old phantom pains from my arm but nothing new.”

“Phantom pains?” Hyrule sounds worried. Wild reaches for his scars as if recognizing they ache.  “Hey Twi could you help me with the lotion. I think my scars are flared up.” Twilight throws the lotion from his travel pack over to Wild. Warriors walks over to help having experience with burn scars. “Just because my arm is gone and I can’t feel my right doesn’t mean I don’t get phantom pains from time to time.” Keya smiles warmly trying to comfort Hyrule. “All of you boys have gone through so much.” Time admits. 

Twilight looks serious as he says, “We all have our pain and our scars. Some more than others.” Aeyl grows somber as does Keya. “Can I ask you something Keya?” Hyrule asks. “Can you take off the arm?”

“My arm? Yeah? I do when I go to sleep. No matter how similar in weight it is to my original arm it uses my innate magic to work like it does. That gets exhausting and I prefer to be awake in the morning instead of like a gibdo.” Keya rolls up his sleeve and with a quick turn to the left they hear a little jingle. “That means it is safe to take off.” He says amused at their awed expressions. With a pull the arm is off and he waves it at Hyrule who reaches out to touch it. 

“Don’t worry about breaking it. They made it virtually indestructible. The only things I’ve seen harm it and more or less harm me is malice and gloom. So bad news if we ever run into a version of Ganon or Ganondorf I might lose my arm yet again! And I’d suggest you all be careful of it. While in small quantities it only leaves burns, in larger quantities the body will absorb it and it will ravage your body from the inside. Don’t ask I’d rather not explain the agony it feels like.” 

Wild’s face grimaces. He looks to be very uncomfortable. “Wild?” Warriors questions softly. “Does it feel like a parasite wriggling under your skin?” The wild hero questions nervously.

Keya looks sharply at Wild before he nods. Aeyl scowls. “Fighting the guardians he sustained malice burns that must have been absorbed by his skin.”

“If I ever see Ganondorf again, I’m going to snap his neck.” Keya says darkly with a malicious grin. Zena appears and smacks the man upside the head. “The dark thoughts are for me. Let Hyrule fuss and go lay down.” Keya huffs but goes to set up his bedroll. Legend stops him and does it for him. “I may be armless but I am not helpless.” Keya rolls his eyes. Zena understands Keya’s thoughts though and frowns. For a good portion of a year in Keya’s era the people treated him as if he was an infant because he no longer had his arm. It was the source of anger and frustration for the newly awakened and secretive hero. In Keya’s mind he’s getting flashes of well-meaning citizens mixed with Legend simply wanting to help. “Link, rest.” Keya groans and looks back at Zena. “I’m being serious. Rest.” 

Keya quietly sits down and fiddles a bit with his prosthetic before setting it aside. Legend is the first to start examining with Hyrule following shortly after. Wild starts to work on dinner as everyone settles in. Keya snores on his left side which Wild finds funny as that’s the same thing his dad does and he knows Aeyl knows that too. 

It isn’t like loud obnoxious snoring. No it’s more snuffling that is easily ignored. Eventually those snuffling snores turn into whimpers. Zena immediately got up to check on Keya. He had cut off his conversation with Time. 

“Link, wake up.” Zena said softly. With a shadowy hand he ran it across the heroes forehead. Keya shot up like an arrow with wide eyes before over judging his body weight and tipped to his right. Zena steadied him with practiced ease. “You’re alright Link. Ganondorf isn’t here. You’re with me and the heroes.” 

“But he…”

“Shhh, breathe. Time come here.” Zena said uncannily similar eyes to Keya looked over at the older hero. The man listens and walks over. Keya looks up at the hero and his tense body relaxes. Time kneels down to grip Keya’s hand. The hand that was white knuckled gripping his tunic. “Want to sit with me and Zena? We were talking about you.”

“Did you share embarrassing stories?” The hero whined to his friend. Zena chuckled, “Some. Not all.” Keya groaned and leaned back. Zena easily held his weight before heaving the man up. Keya laughed, “I weigh nothing to you!”

“Like a bunch of tomatoes.” 

Wild asks softly since he knows nightmares are horrible, “Is it memories you do or don’t have?” 

“A memory I do have. You’d understand wouldn’t you. It’s not simply snapping my fingers and all my memories are back.” 

Wild hums. “At least I no longer think I’m not Link. Flora helped with that.”

“People from your past will generally see you no matter the amnesia or not. I know Dahlia was pained that I forgot her face but happy I remembered her kindness. It was a long road. Very bumpy too and I can’t say I have everything. Zena refuses to tell me much about my life during the Imprisoning War.” 

“You don’t need more reason to mourn Sonia.” Zena mumbled. “Regardless I’d like to remember her for her life not her death. If all I have is Ganondorf back stabbing the woman I considered my mother what do you think that does? It was seeing the man I acknowledge and cared for as my friend killing the woman I loved like a mother. I barely remember the good days I had with him. But I know deep within my soul we were friends. Do you know that or are you trying to protect me from something?”

“Ganondorf was a dear friend. One who knew you time traveled and cursed the goddesses like I do. In fact we bonded. He did not reek of the darkness like other Ganondorf’s do. He was lightning and fire. Water and wind. With the desert sands in his hair and topaz eyes that held a deep intelligence and admiration for those stronger and weaker than him. Oddly enough he reminded me of Time.” 

Keya thinks back to Ganondorf and finds that yes. The two share a lot of qualities. “Yeah, that’s accurate. Good Ganondorf. I didn’t even think of that before.” 

Time notices the fond look in Keya’s eyes and looks to Zena for answers. The dark hero grabs Keya’s arm from Legend and Hyrule who garnered Four to speculate and theorize on how it works. Zena helps him put it on and watches as the arm hums to life with the noticeable Sheikah ping. “I have some explaining to do.” Zena says gaining the attention of everyone in camp. 

“After dinner.” Wild says. “I second that!” Warriors agrees. “Third!” Wind cheers and then other heroes chime in. “I’d also like dinner before revelations Zena.” Zena outnumbered nods. Perhaps the revelations could wait… just a little longer.

Chapter Text

An abrupt and violent shift in reality forces the heroes spread out across a new Hyrule. They land safely thanks to Kana’s magic. Those that handle portals worse don’t feel as violently ill. 

Keya is with Time, Twilight, Wild, and Warriors. Zena is also not with them but he can feel where the dark heroes aura is coming from. “I sense Zena’s aura nearby. Let’s start walking when everyone’s alright. I imagine Dad is gonna corral and find the others. Hopefully the rest are together.” 

“And once we find them we’ll figure which Hyrule we’re in.” Keya nods. Although the land looks vaguely familiar. He shares a look with Wild who nods his agreement. They start the trek. They were dropped low in a canyon. Orange colored rocks rise high into the sky. Keya gapes slightly before noticing an odd shrine… Shrines of Light. He gasps and stops, staring at the shrine with horror. “Kit?” Time questions. “This is… Hyrule’s founding era… those are Shrines of Light created by Rauru after slaying a horrible beast.” He points it out. The blue and green swirling indicating it hasn’t been completed. 

“I recognize the canyon. This is the pass into Gerudo Desert. Do you feel Zena near Gerudo Desert?”

“Not far… perhaps an hour walk? I can’t remember the last time I walked the desert canyon… then this must be Goddess Lake!” Keya grins looking at the celestial waters that grow all sorts of life around it. Digdogg Suspension Bridge was originally named Golden Bridge after the three golden goddesses. “Ah but we should get a move on!” Keya smiles before walking ahead. The four heroes in the back share a look of worry. They can’t help but feel like something bad will happen. 

~~~

Zena hates being far away from Keya. Especially now that they’re in Gerudo Canyon Pass. Legend is groaning about the sand, Wind’s feet hurt, Hyrule still had a headache from the shift, Four looks exhausted, and Aeyl is carrying three heroes like they weigh nothing. Zena is on a short span of patience. This Hyrule is not safe… definitely not for them. Not until they reach the Great Plateau. 

“Who’s Hyrule by the way?” Legend finally asks. “The founding era of Hyrule.” Zena and Aeyl say. Legend frowns and says, “If we meet Ganondorf I’m not going to stop myself from fighting him.”

Zena gives an exhausted laugh, “I won’t stop you. Link might but I won’t.” 

Luckily they reach Keya and the others. Zena is quick to guide the heroes out of Gerudo Canyon Pass. Hylia must be laughing at them. Spitting them out in the Gerudo region. There is no hero of this era and he will stand by that. Jizeru hasn’t even killed Ganon in his time. Simply because he is Aeyl’s son did the Sheikah and Twili-Zonai identify him as a hero. Impa raised a soldier. Hyrule made a hero. 

Zena is walking fast. Keya is struggling to keep up with him. “Zena! Wait! Not all of us are long legged!” 

“We are in danger territory. Gerudo has Ganondorf. Gerudo has his soldiers. At least on the Great Plateau friendly faces will help us.” 

Keya doesn’t object but he looks worried. Zena pushes on gaze fierce. Golden Bridge comes into view. The elegant and sleek Zonai stonework connects the path from the Great Plateau to Gerudo Desert. Goddess Lake sparkles with divine healing waters. 

It takes them fifteen minutes to cross the bridges and into Central Hyrule. Zena does not stop his pace. The roads are empty and no stables serve as resting points between villages and towns. Wild is in awe of the land that is Hyrule before it became the Kingdom of his memories. Forests as far as the eyes can see. Expansive rolling hills, rivers and ponds, with no roads marring green grass. He loves it. The magic in this era is strong and it swirls around them playfully. Wild lifts his hand and raw magic condenses in his palm. He can see lightning, wind, water, and fire in the mix. It’s the pure form of his mother’s magic. He can also feel the Great Fairies magic like a song on the wind. A fairy flies fast towards them and hides behind Wild’s weapons. 

“Miss Fairy?” Wild questions. “Ning-Ning is my name. Wild Boy you must protect me!” The fairy cries out in fear. The heroes tense grabbing onto their weapons. “Monsters?” Wild asks. “Dozens of them!” 

Keya pulls lightning towards him and a crackling whip forms in his hand. Ning-Ning gasps looking at the hero. “Do all your companions have the magic of Farosh?” 

“Some of us. Most of us prefer the sword.” Wild soothes the fairy with a smile. The fairy eases and grips his tunic and holds on tight as the fighting begins. 

Keya cracks his whip in an arch and snaps it to the side flinging a bunch of monsters to the side. With the monster horde split in half Aeyl runs in and starts cleaving through moblins and bokoblins. Zena is appearing and disappearing from monsters shadows. Black blood coats his body but he appears to not mind the blood. Wild launches a bomb arrow far across the field. It strikes a black moblin in the head and flings it back. “Woah!” Ning-Ning says excited. Wild chuckles and pulls out a royal claymore and starts spinning as bokos crowd close. 

Urbosa is ready at a moments notice. Her powers are stronger due to the magic that drowns the air. To most it is simple air. To those with their own magic it is everywhere. He slams his claymore down and lightning crackles across the field striking down the monsters. Urbosa’s spirit flickers in the air with a battle cry. “That ability is so cool!” Wind shouts. Wild snorts and runs over to help Time against a particularly stubborn moblin. Its silver coloration makes Wild sneer. He’s always hated the silver moblins. Unlike bokos taunting you a moblin sticks its nose in the air mocking. Black blooded silvers are even more pretentious. 

Wild slips around Time and slashes the moblin behind the knee. It growls and reaches out for him. He turns so his hair won’t be grabbed and backflips away from the monster. Time slows just slightly and he rushes forward to complete a series of sword slashes that weaken the monster. A group of soldiers round the corner and rush to help them. Leading the charge is Zonai King Rauru with his wife, Queen Sonia. 

The Fierce Deity is with them as well as Jizeru. The group is surprised to see them. The heroes ignore it to focus on the flow of battle. Keya and Jizeru wind up supporting each other with their respective Zena’s efficiently and with gruesome attacks killing most of the monsters. The battle is over very quickly and Ning-Ning flys to Jizeru. 

The fairy seems relieved to see the young adult. Wild smiles faintly before he notices the pale almost sickly pallor of his predecessor. Keya’s Zena catches the hero as he passes out. The stress of seeing his younger self, Rauru, and Sonia finally catching up to the hero. Jizeru looks alarmed by the sudden collapse. “He’ll be alright. Just let his mind process everything.” Both Zena’s say. They look at each other. Aeyl steps in to calm everyone. “Let us head back to the castle to speak of our recent time travel. And speak of our journey… and to seek shelter for our incapacitated hero.” 

Rauru agrees, “Follow us. Accommodations will be provided for all of you.” 

“Kind as ever, King Rauru.” Aeyl bowed. Wild is surprised to see the reverence. He then spots the fond almost teasing smile Sonia directs to the Fierce Deity. His blank expression shifts just slightly for Wild to see the exasperation the deity has. It’s startling to see his father so… quiet and stern. Aeyl is many things. Quiet and stern are among them but not the core traits. It’s distinctly off putting. Wild can understand how Keya never saw the Fierce Deity has his father. 

The journey to the Great Plateau is thankfully left uneventful. The heroes follow Rauru and Sonia to the throne room of the castle. Sky explains their journey so far and displays the Master Sword. He will place his faith in Aeyl and Keya’s firm belief in the two royals. 

Sonia recognizes the blade before Rauru. Her expression becomes worried, “It didn’t hurt the hero you call Keya did it?” She asks. Sky’s brow furrows, “No? I apologize I do not understand. Keya hasn’t spoken of Fi in a manner that would indicate anger or past grievances.” 

Jizeru rubs his brow. “Is my future self so stubborn he refuses to explain his history with the blade?” 

Zena speaks sharply and protectively, “He does not remember most of it and I would like to keep it that way. He no longer needs the Master Sword and that is that. End of story.” Jizeru frowns deeply. “Does not remember? How is that possible? We have the best memory in Hyrule—“

“Jizeru I urge you to be quiet. There are things I cannot say for your sake or his. Things imperative to how time will work.” Sky’s face grows cold. Zena speaks with a severity the heroes recognize. Do not poke the angered bear. 

Aeyl calmly dispels the tension. “Do not worry of future matters. Our main priority is knowledge of black blooded monsters. Foes stronger than normal.” Jizeru is the one that answers. Alongside Rauru and Sonia he receives updates on troop movements, training, and military operations. Monster control is a very big deal for Hyrule to ensure a safer future. “Nothing noteworthy. All regions are able to effectively and efficiently handle their monsters. Bigger foes like gleeoks are rare and lynels prefer their own undisturbed territory. Most people do not walk aimlessly into the wilds.” 

Jizeru is blunt and almost rude. He seems dismissive and defensive. He seems… jaded and snarky like… Legend. It’s a smack to the face of the heroes. Keya does not act like his younger self because he does not remember half of what Jizeru does. Zena is so protective because of the knowledge he bears the burden of. Dahlia loves Keya so fiercely due to his sacrifices. Keya continues to sacrifice not knowing his limits and seeking to keep the peace among everyone. He compromises the most out of them and seeks solutions to everyone’s problems. It almost hurts to acknowledge it. 

Wild wants to know how Keya’s pre-calamity self had acted. What sort of knowledge from his past is he missing? The actions he took, why he took those actions, and most of all his thought process. He wonders but he also worries.

Wind most of all feels it like a slap. So does Legend but Wind expresses his wide eyed worry openly. He’s an expressive teen and loves his older brothers even if they can be overbearing. Keya goes out of his way to help Wind when he’s homesick. Keya indulges in his sea shanty’s sung wildly with endless enthusiasm. Keya lets him explore and doesn’t get angry when he comes back late being corralled back to camp by a grumpy Wolfie. Keya lost more knowledge than he thinks or remembers. Zena wanted to explain it last night but they had all shut him down. Wind feels horrible. 

Time most of all feels dread. He’s looking at Jizeru with open worry. He can’t hide how concerned he is for the boy he had raised. He saw such joy and genuine love for the world during Time’s era. What had the goddesses done to his boy? 

Jizeru meets his gaze with recognition and guilt. Time wants to assure him that he shouldn’t feel guilty. He’s been through a lot and is acting in a way to protect himself. Make himself prickly so no one can hurt him and his soft underbelly again. It’s a defense mechanism to cope with his trauma. Sonia, bless her soul, smiles at Jizeru. Time is practically praying to Hylia when he sees Sonia reach out to grip Jizeru’s hand. The sage calms and looks at her with open love and adoration. Sonia returns it warmly with a smile that makes her entire being glow. It reminds him of Malon’s affection and how she also had that warm glow as she calmly grounded Kit after one of his many night terrors. No one ever said being a father would be this hard. Time thinks. 

“Hylia brought you here did she not? Why?” Jizeru asks turning back to them with a calmer expression. 

“We don’t know.” Twilight says. Jizeru’s eyes snap to him and shock strikes the Sage. It’s like a bucket of ice cold water. The last time the young adult had seen Twilight was when he gave himself up to a rouge band of Gerudo seeking to harm Hyrule. Twilight had succumbed to his wounds in his old age but had ended up with several Gerudo dead before they retreated. Jizeru had held the Divine Beast with streaming tears. “Remember me fondly Kit. I feel blessed to have taken care of you and shared my knowledge with you.”

“How could I ever forget you?” Kit had whimpered with heavy sobs. He had cried over Twilight’s body for a while that the desert had turned to unbearable chill. He dragged the corpse of his mentor out of the desert and to Queen Zelda who gave him the deserved funeral for a hero. Kit left that era shortly after returning to the age he’d originally been before time traveling. 

Jizeru nods stiffly and asks to be excused. Sonia nods and gives Zena a stern look. The dark hero follows Jizeru like a dutiful shadow. With Jizeru gone the explanation is expanded upon. Warriors taking the lead noticing the gazes upon his brother’s faces. Especially Time’s heartbroken gaze. 

Sonia kindly says, “We can pick this conversation up tomorrow. I think we’re all a little tired from the events today and Keya will need a proper bed for rest.” Rauru nods his agreement. “Rest well and come back tomorrow with clear heads. It was an eventful day.” 

“Sure was.” Came Legend’s frankly disrespectful and dry comment. Rauru does not seem to be concerned by it and brushes past it to have rooms situated for the heroes. Time wishes to see Jizeru and assure the young adult just like Aeyl wishes to. How could his younger self not have noticed Jizeru was his son! Idiot! Aeyl beat himself up over it for a little before deflating. No use being self-deprecating. 

~~~

Sonia finds Jizeru in the Gardens of Time with Ning-Ning and Zena. The dark hero is quiet but an ever vigilant companion. Ning-Ning is speaking happily with the sage. “It seems you share more connection to the veteran of their group than the actual older version of yourself.” She greets. “He fucking passed out!” He says bluntly before winces. “Sorry.” He mutters for swearing. 

Sonia shakes her head with a smile. “He was overwhelmed. Can you blame him? He’s missed us and being away from his era once more is taking its toll. He looks much older than you Jizeru.”

“I haven’t even fought Calamity! He probably has! That’s supposed to be a defining moment in my life… then I could go back to being a farmer with dad and playing fetch with Awo.” Sonia’s eyes are soft but they hold sorrow. “It seems things are not so simple. Perhaps you didn’t notice but he has a strange arm. Maybe there was another quest after Calamity. From what you’ve told me of the Heroes of Time and Twilight, the world demands much out of you lot.” Jizeru grimaces and curls in on himself. Sonia gently pulls the sage into her arms. “Perhaps another visit to Ganondorf is in order. You look like you need a friend to speak with.” 

“I’m not a baby.”

“Certainly not.” She pulls back to look him in the eyes. “You do not need to be perfect, Link. You do not need to be the guiding light for your people. You do not need to bear the burden of your people either. We chose you as a sage for a reason. For as much as you hate to admit it you are a wise young man with a powerful resolve and courageous heart. Rauru and I love having you here. You bring immense joy to us.”

“Even being a prickly cactus.”

“Of course. Jizeru is not Jizeru without his thorns. Now that Wild Hero shares a connection to you. Perhaps it is because of Aeyl.” 

“I’d imagine so. Past heroes have been his children.” Jizeru looks at Zena. “Did you have to be so protective of him?”

“Keya? Of course. He is as much you as you are now. Simply evolved with time. Do not misinterpret him simply because he passed out. He’s not fragile.”

“Certainly looked that way.” 

“Looks can be deceiving.” Zena says ominously. Jizeru smacks his arm, “Oi! Don’t be so cryptic!” Laughter is shared as Jizeru frowns. Perhaps he was still too young but Sonia would protect him and be patient with him. 

~~~

Time’s eyebrows are drawn as he scowls at the ground. The mood of the heroes is very downtrodden. Wind hidden away behind Sky’s sailcloth. Wild is out exploring with Twilight to ignore his feelings for just a bit longer. Hyrule stayed behind to comfort Legend. Four had slipped away to talk with a pair of blacksmiths and Warriors is speaking logistics with King Rauru. Aeyl had dragged his younger self to speak so Time is left picking up their discarded pieces. 

Keya stirs. Time looks and sighs with relief. “My head feels stuffed.” Keya tells Zena. The dark hero snorts, “Do you remember why that would be?”

“Saw past self… Rauru, Dad, Sonia… oh no wonder. What did my past self say?”

“Well he’s certainly an interesting character.” 

“I’m so sorry… was he bad?” 

“He thinks you weak.”

“Well first impressions… yeah accurate.” Zena pinches the bridge of his nose. “Sonia and Rauru are worried about you and how you fared against Calamity. Would you be able to tell them?” 

“Give me a day.” Keya groans and laughs when Wind barrels into Keya. “You worried us!” The teen hero who very much hates it when they baby him curls into Keya. Keya smiles and hugs Wind close. “Jizeru must have said something to have you so worried. Don’t listen to an inch of teen Keya’s words. He’s all brooding. Like Twilight!” Keya’s light joking attitude doesn’t sit well with the heroes. Wind even less so. “Don’t dismiss him so readily!”

“Ah sorry.” Keya grimaces. “It’s just you look so haunted and I hate to see it.” 

“Joking at your expense is never funny!” Wind declares. “No it is not.” Keya agrees sobering. Perhaps the heroes are so easy to despair when one of theirs is out of commission. They should learn from this and put faith in the Link. Time comes up to them and sits on the bed. Zena leaves so Legend and Hyrule can join. Keya smiles warmly at them. “Can I check your head. I want to make sure you’re alright.” Hyrule wrings his hands worried. “I won’t complain.” 

Legend sits on the bed crossing his legs. He flicks Keya’s forehead. “Must you always worry us?” 

“Must you always be a prick? We’re not out for your hide.” Legend scowls. Keya narrows his eyes slightly, “You joke about Wild not being a team player when you’re still struggling. You worry because you care and I let myself be open to you all. I try not to hide things because I know my pain isn’t taken lightly. I let myself be vulnerable and transparent because I trust you all. I have told you countless times my memory is poor and I don’t have all the pieces. What I do remember I remember in vivid color. I hold tightly onto those I care about because of what happened in the past. Also your annoyed grumbling when Wild gets a memory really pisses me off.” 

“We have to stop! He’s vulnerable-“

“So? Don’t say it like it’s the worst thing ever to stop for an hour while a brother in arms is experiencing trauma again. Wild still struggles with feeling like he’s not a burden and having us pause for him makes him feel like a burden.” Legend quiets. “I hear what you say Legend. I’m not deaf I just choose not to act on it. I know you care about all of us. We won’t bite your hand off for being kind.” Legend sneers and gets up. Keya sighs heavily and looks at Time. “Do I get some worried spiel for passing out?”

“No.” Keya raises an eyebrow. “Nor for making a comrade angry?”

“Some of what you said is true. You could have been gentler with it but I can see your exasperation. I keep forgetting you’re a king.” Keya snorts. Hyrule nods, “Legend has been through a lot… but I can see where your patience is growing thin… he worries for Wild but Wild just hasn’t seen his concern underneath his exterior. You and Wild have experienced similar trauma and so protecting him is protecting that vulnerable Keya stumbling from the shrine.”

“Can’t hide anything from you Rulie.” Keya grins. Hyrule smiles faintly, “I’m glad you don’t underestimate me…”

“Every Link has his strengths and weaknesses. You are untapped potential. That sword of yours is incredible. Has the smithy looked at it?”

“Of course. He loves taking care of our weapons… including the arsenals you and Wild carry. He’s starting to see just how badly Wild’s era was damned over with the quality of blades between your eras.”

“Ganon always has a plan.” Keya grimly says. Hyrule nods. “Plus I feel a kinship with you. We both carry the full Triforce and cults want our blood because we’re special.” Keya snorts. “I was a busy, very busy, child.” Hyrule can understand that. He smiles, “I’ll talk with Legend. You’re alright. Thank you for letting me fret. Even Aeyl has his limits.”

“I generally zone out your concerned ramblings.” Keya admits. Hyrule laughs. Wind grins, “All of us were worried about you!”

“I’m certain of that. Where’s dad? Twi and Wild? Smithy? Oh and Captain is gone.”

“Aeyl is speaking with his younger self. Four is with the blacksmiths of this era. Pup and Cub went exploring and Captain is speaking logistics with King Rauru.” 

“Alright… why is Sky moody?”

“Something Jizeru said about the Master Sword.”

“Oh great, what did he say?” 

“He said and I quote, ‘Is my future self so stubborn he refuses to explain his history with the blade?’ So anything to say?” 

“Huh…” Keya looks at Zena. “I don’t know how old I was when I pulled the Master Sword… frankly don’t remember much of my time with Fi… I know I feel anger? At the blade spirit… resentment? I can’t be certain. Exhaustion? Definitely. Let me parse through it with Zena. I’m certain I’ll understand what Jizeru was talking about.” 

“Take your time. I saw contempt the first time we met when Sky held out the Master Sword. Perhaps your subconscious understands better than you consciously do.”

“Like always.” Keya mumbles with an amused quirk of his lips. “So I just kinda listen when my body tells me not to do something.”

“Smart.” Time smiles at him. Keya snorts and nudges the hero with a socked foot. Wind demands cuddles and Hyrule says Keya should rest. Keya doesn’t complain. He’ll get to see Rauru and Sonia on better terms. Hopefully his dreams do not hide their normal terrors. 

~~~

Keya quietly sighs into the darkness of night. Wind is snoring on top of his chest with Hyrule to his right softly puffing air onto his chest. He itches to take a walk and clear his head. Seeing Rauru and Sonia unlocked some of the more stubborn memories. Memories of fond times including a worrying new person. Someone he knows shouldn’t have been in the past that couldn’t return to their present. At least Eiran was looking out for him but this new person came back with their own powers. 

Hyrule shifts slightly and quietly mumbles, “Nightmare?”

“No. Just antsy.” Hyrule hummed and sat up. With teamwork they were able to situate a growing teen boy in Hyrule’s arms. “Go clear your head. I know Zena will keep an eye on you.”

“Have I mentioned how much I adore you, Rulie?”

“You could stand to say it more.” Hyrule’s eyes twinkled in the dim light. Keya slipped out of the room and padded through softly lit hallways of the castle. He slipped out of a servant exit his younger self always used to leave the castle. 

Finally outside he roamed the Garden of Time. Nighttime guards simply raised their eyebrow but did not ask him why he was out and about. He was thankful for it. He sits down on a bench that overlooks the Temple of Time. Nature sings around him and he takes the time to properly speak with Zena. “About the Master Sword, what truly happened?” He turns to his right knowing Zena will be there. The dark hero answers truthfully, “She did not accept you at first. She did not deem you worthy no matter what you did. She burned your hands and almost killed you one time. You slaved to prove your worth to her and to Hyrule. Each failed attempt made the Sheikah and Twili-Zonai angry. It was as if you were Zelda praying to the goddess but never receiving a response. You begged at the foot of a proverbial goddess and gave your blood, sweat, and tears to wield her. Then there was the Trial of the Sword. It was brutal but you went through the beginning, middle, and end with the courage you hold within your soul. No Triforce dictated such courage.” 

Keya nods feeling the pieces lock together. He looks back at the Temple of Time and feels drawn into a memory.

“What do you want from me? How do I even achieve your standard!” Link sneers as he looks down at the Master Sword. Zelda behind him places a hand on his shoulder. Her green-blue eyes are shining with tears. “It’s ok Link. You don’t need the Master Sword to be a hero. You’ve made your own weapons! Forged swords that rival the Royal Guard’s! Make your own weapon to face Calamity. Look for solutions in other avenues. We have time.” 

He looks at her with a desperate plea in his eyes. He doesn’t want this as much as she does. He wraps himself around her. Her body is warm and comforting. It soothes the aches in his hands, the feeling of too little air in his lungs, the sensation of itchy clothes. His mind becomes hyper aware of simply her. “She is correct, Link.” Comes the deep rumble of the Great Deku Tree. He pulls away to look at the ancient being. “A hero is more than the Master Sword. A hero is defined by his willingness to save those around him and do the unthinkable to achieve peace. What will you sacrifice for the peace of Hyrule, Hero?” The question hangs in the air ominous and powerful. 

It doesn’t demand an answer immediately. Link would be foolish to say everything. He will not sacrifice Zelda, his father, Impa and Lana. He will not sacrifice the life he lives in East Necluda. What would he sacrifice for Hyrule? His mind? His memories? His body? He looks at the Master Sword and resolutely says to himself, “I would sacrifice my happiness for Hyrule. As long as everyone around me is happy then I know that as a Hero I have done my job.” 

He turns to the Great Deku Tree with the resolve of a hero. “A hero is demanded to save Hyrule in its most vulnerable moment when evil forces close in on its way of life. As that hero it is my job to push past my normal limits to seek evils end.” Zelda seems to understand and turns on him with wide eyes begging. “It is my job.” He says. Zelda looks heartbroken, “It will make me sad…”

“Then I apologize for my future actions, Zelda.” She shakes her head. “Hylia demands too much out of you.” He snorts, “I am her unbreakable hero. Nothing is too much.” 

Zelda shakes her head. “We’ve done this for too long. From my distant ancestors to now, it’s been so long fighting evil. Will our descendants ever get a break?”

“Evil never rests, princess. If not us then who?” She nods and starts pulling him out of Korok Forest. He doesn’t stop her. He doesn’t want to see the Master Sword again. He’d be happy to leave the blade within Korok Forest until the next hero needs it.  

Keya opens his eyes and sighs. He feels tired again. Must reliving his past always be so exhausting? “I really did resent the Master Sword.” 

“You made a blade worthy of a new hero. Fi is ancient. All of us realized your new blade would have killed Calamity. It was smart on your part to use the divine powers of the Triforce during the forging process.”

“I figured I could make a blade like Hestia.” Zena grins, “And it is the blade you still use. Do the others know?”

“Hyrule knows but he wouldn’t say anything. I think Legend and Four understand it better than the others but haven’t said anything.” Zena chuckles softly. Leave it to Link to leave such a powerful weapon shrouded in mystery. Truly the pinnacle of wisdom. 

“Are you gonna come back to bed or sit out here in the cold?” Comes Twilight’s voice from the darkness. Keya didn’t even notice him coming. “Twilight!” 

“I overheard you and Zena. Wind had roused us saying Keya was gone. They’re worried.” Keya groans and stands up. “Wait… you overheard? What did you overhear exactly?”

“Just that you have a divine weapon you haven’t told us about. Truly the mysterious Hero of Worlds and the Triforce.” Keya mumbles an apology which Twilight laughs at. “Come, I worry they’ll wake up the whole castle if I’m gone long.” 

“Yeah, they’re worry warts.”

“We have issues.” Keya snorts. They all did. Trauma from their journeys did not go away in a day nor a year. Sometimes it haunted you for the rest of your life. 

Time isn’t pacing when they return which is a good sign. If their de facto leader were pacing it meant he worried for Keya’s safety. “Sorry for worrying everyone.” Keya said softly. Wind barreled into him. Keya gives an ‘oof’ as a teen wraps his arms tightly around his chest. He pats Wind’s back, “For someone who hates being babied you act like our baby.” Keya teases. Wind punches him hard in the shoulder. Keya tosses his head back laughing. Aeyl smiles, “I presume you’re feeling better.”

“Yes but I have some concerning information pertaining to my relationship with the Master Sword.” Everyone grows serious and sits down to focus on him intently. Wind goes back to Sky. Keya takes off his glove with growing anxiety. He has covered the scars burned into his palm for as long as he can remember. It was a distant echo during his awakening that the scars must be hid. 

He opens his palm to the heroes and with complete sincerity says, “I gave my blood, sweat, and tears to wield Fi. These are over a decade old. She didn’t deem me worthy and neither did the Sheikah and Twili-Zonai. I wasn’t a hero if I didn’t carry the Master Sword. My worth as a Hero of Hyrule was determined by a sword old heroes wielded. To spite the goddess I created a new sword. My blade, Hespera, was forged using the individual powers of the Triforce. Power built its strength, wisdom created its conscious, and courage would sense the Hero’s Spirit. Divine in nature Hespera can repel evil. She isn’t as analytical. If anything Hespera is warm like a setting sun. While I’d recommend any hero to wield Fi I personally prefer Hespera.” 

He summons Hespera into his hands and pulls the sword from its scabbard. A golden blade shines with divine energy and power. It isn’t overwhelming nor underwhelming. The blade exudes patience and warmth. The hilt of the blade is obsidian in color with a golden Triforce colored in near the sword blade. As if sensing the questions a divine light emanates from the blade and forms the spirit of the blade. 

“It’s been some time Hespera.”

“You did not need my full strength, Master.” Hespera answers. The spirit takes the form of a woman. Pointed Hylian ears with red, green, and blue multicolored earrings dangle. Silvery white eyes stare all seeing through the heroes. White with golden highlighted hair trails down the spirits back in endless curls like an ocean current. A white dress with gold jewelry is the spirits distinct feature with sandals for shoes. It doesn’t hover like Fi but stands at equal height to Keya. It does not seem imposing but welcoming. Underneath though is immense power. “I can understand the weariness of a new divine blade, Heroes. I am bound to the Hero’s Spirit much like Fi.” 

Sky looks awed. “May I?” Sky asks Keya. “I trust you, Sky.” Keya says with a smile. Hespera looks at Sky with curious eyes. She tilts her head examining the hero. “Hero Chosen By Hylia, Sky. I am pleased to meet you, formally.” 

“Likewise.” Sky examines the blade with reverence. The same he holds for Fi. “Hespera could have defeated Calamity?” He questions. Zena nods. “Her true power was unlocked by Dahlia.” 

“I see.” Sky mumbles. Sky hands the sword back to Keya who puts the sword away. Hespera disappears with a bow to the heroes. Aeyl looks proud while Time seems thoughtful. Keya puts his glove back on. “Well, we should all rest up. I assume King Rauru and Queen Sonia have questions for us. Thank you for telling us Keya and trusting in us.” Time says.

Twilight and Wild pull Keya down onto a bed. Zena snorts and tucks the three in. Keya blushes embarrassed at his friend’s actions. “Get some rest.” Zena smiles and disappears into the shadows. Keya closes his eyes and dreams.

Chapter Text

The heroes share a gazebo with the two royals. Fierce Deity firmly on watch his gaze sharp. Aeyl sits nearby maintaining his blade. Jizeru refuses to join them stating a leader needed to be on the Great Plateau. Keya thought he was sulking. “Keya, could you tell us what happened when you got back to your era?” Rauru asks. Keya nods. He feels a little awkward with the prying ears of his fellow heroes but pushes that aside. He proved last night he trusted them with his scars. 

“I was fifteen again when Eiran sent me back to my era. I will never blame him. He’s been angry at Nayru for sending me back in time anyways. Shortly after returning to my era I started making Hespera.” 

“Hespera?” Sonia questions curious. “Yes. She’s the sword I use nowadays rather than Fi. The Master Sword. The signs of Calamity approached and fast. More monsters swarmed Hyrule. The roads became increasingly dangerous for travelers. I was sent out with a small platoon of soldiers to travel the lands clearing the roads. I’d join up with the Champions to free their regions of monsters. This was also when I named the Divine Beasts. The Sheikah monks would put their finishing touches on the Shrines and I’d go around activating them but not completing them. I didn’t need the power they provided. With Zena at my side and the power of the Triforce I knew I could take on the Calamity.” 

“When did it arrive?” Sonia asks eyebrows furrowing in worry. “I was seventeen. Zelda’s birthday had been the day prior. We went up to Mount Lanaryu. No ounce of prayer awoke her powers so I suggested we head to the Temple of Time with the Champions. The world seemed to slow and the hours crawled by. Fi and I could tell something bad was going to happen. I urged the Champions to head back to their Divine Beasts and got myself ready. Zelda could tell I was preparing and steeled her nerves as best she could despite her lack of confidence.” 

“And is she alright now?” Sonia asks. Keya nods with a smile. “She’s my wife now.” Rauru smirks, “From the way you spoke of her in the past I would have hoped so.” Keya laughs. “Well what was I supposed to do? Not marry the most beautiful woman I’d ever met? Don’t answer that because Sonia and Malon are divine goddesses but they’re my mother’s.” 

Sonia laughs, “Still a charmer I see.” 

“I learned from Dad.” Aeyl coughs. “I am not!”

“You are! Ramora told me as much!” Keya responded. Fierce Deity raises an eyebrow at Aeyl who smiles awkwardly. “Ramora did!?!?” Aeyl looked at Keya with horror. “Yep. Said we were the only voes who were charming.” Keya smirks. Aeyl grimaces and shakes his head. “I can’t believe her!”

Keya snorts. “Anyways, where was I? Oh yeah the day of Calamity. Zelda and I returned to the castle. King Douchebag had the citizens take shelter in Necluda. We waited by the sanctum. I saw the Divine Beasts had moved into position to attack. Guardians Stalkers, Turrets, and Sky Watchers poised to attack. It was silent. No birds chirped, the land itself seemed still. Then all at once chaos roared to life. He was back.” 

Keya looks down at his tea. “I don’t remember much of what happened next. The fight was a blur. I was protecting both of us. Fending off waves of malice. Fi growing weaker in my grasp. I feared the worst.” 

He pushes his tea away so he doesn’t shatter the cup in his grasp. Time bumps their legs together letting Keya know he isn’t alone. “I remember pain… a deep burning agony engulfing my arm. I remember hearing Zelda’s scream of terror and rushing forward to protect her. Malice ran up my arm and…” he shivers touching his right. “He wanted to control my body from the inside. He wanted me to kill her… I heard his voice in my mind… ‘Kill her, the goddess is useless, I could give you unlimited power.’ Zena pushed him from my mind and isolated the malice so it didn’t harm anything else. The pain blurred my senses but I knew I felt the touch of divine light. Zelda seeing me injured awoke her powers. Her light dispelled most of the malice but I had already lost my arm.” 

He looks up fiercely. “I grabbed Fi in my left and plunged her into the demon’s head. Calamity screamed but I did not relent. Zelda sealed him away and as the battle ended I passed out. Zelda would later tell me that as the Champions took me to the Shrine of Resurrection I was screaming in agony. I don’t remember it. Zelda worried I died after the battle ended… but Ramora and Nerina assured her I’d be alright once I got to the shrine. I stayed there for two years. I was nineteen when I woke up. Muddled memories of who I was.” 

Sonia reached over to hold Keya’s hands. “You did well, dear.” Keya releases a breath he didn’t know he was holding. Rauru nods. “Indeed you did. Even in pain you held back the beast.” 

Wild looks at Twilight and the two grin at each other. Twilight leans behind Time to ruffle Keya’s hair. “Hey! Wait! Oi! Twi!” 

“Me and Wild agree on this. You did a good job. You held out as long as you could to protect Dahlia and ensure Hyrule’s safety.” 

Keya looks down somber. Sonia grips his hands firmly. Her voice is gentle but there is a fierce edge, “Keya, you cannot blame yourself for being severely injured. You fought for Zelda, for Hyrule, for the safety of the people. I can see now how much you love your people and the lands you rule over. Even time displaced you care for these lands.”

“Whether in my era or not they are my people to protect. I am a hero but I am also a king.” Sonia smiles warmly. She looks at his new arm and turns his hand over to examine it closely. “This is close to the design of rings Rauru wears.”

“Ah… the Twili-Zonai helped design it. Elder Fenmir said it was designed after Rauru’s.” 

“Now why would they do that?” Rauru questions. “Emulating a past hero. Everything about my era is filled with the knowledge of past heroes, past kings, past eras. The Sheikah especially drilled me for every ounce of knowledge I collected during my travels.” 

Sonia hums and pulls back. Keya shrugs, “I don’t remember much of what they asked. It all seemed so monotonous. Oh but I do remember for the year after waking up from the shrine I was basically a test subject.”

“Yes and it pissed me and your mother off.” Aeyl huffed with veiled annoyance. “Well I was the first subject to be placed in the shrine. They wanted to know what to change… luckily Impa saved me and shut down their probing. She threatened them stating, ‘Link is a Hero of Hyrule and deserves his autonomy as a person. He should not be treated as some cheap test subject for a shrine that is defective.’ They squawked in indignation stating, ‘The shrine works as intended! With a few kinks yes but that is why we need to study the effects it left on Sir Link!’ Zelda came in and ordered them to stop their testing because, ‘Link will not be treated with the same autonomy you give to the guardians. He is Hylian not a mechanical machine with no thoughts nor feelings! This is an order by your Queen! You will stop these tests and give Link his right of freedom back or so help me Hylia I will smite all of you.’ It was very attractive and very startling for me to admire Zelda in such a way. Because at the time I didn’t remember her like I do now. Nor did I have the memories of us together. I think I avoided her for a good month afterwards due to embarrassment.” 

“And what did Zelda do?” Rauru asks looking amused. “She tugged my ear and demanded an explanation for my sudden avoidance. I think she was really hurt by it but I could never get her to confess. I admitted I didn’t know how to feel about her since I didn’t really know her. She said that we’d be spending a lot of time together to make up for it. She basically threw her duties as Queen to the side and we disappeared from the view of Hyrule for… five months? I think Hyrule was in chaos when we returned. She did not seem at all concerned by it. It was kinda funny. We thought you got kidnapped Your Majesty. She said in their faces I did say I’d be leaving for vacation with my fiancé did I not? They sputtered out apologies and asked when the wedding would be. Mind you I think she was lying on the spot because it was two days later when I proposed to her. And I knew for certain we weren’t engaged before the calamity.” Keya laughs. 

Legend snorts, “Queen ignores duties as ruler of Hyrule to go on a five month long getaway with the Hero of Hyrule, the future King. I could imagine the news headlines.” 

“Queen Zelda throws caution to the wind and hitches Hero of Hyrule as New King.” Warriors grins. “Oblivious Hero agrees to getaway with Queen Zelda unknowingly agreeing to marriage.” Wild says. “Dense Hero fucks around and finds out that he is New King of Hyrule.” Twilight smirks. Keya groans at all of them. “I hate all of you.” 

“Sure ya do.” Warriors smacks Keya’s back. “Alright, alright. That’s enough.” Time says with a smile. Keya grins, “Thank you-“

“Hero of Hyrule oblivious as to how he’s getting married at his own wedding.” Time is giving Keya a smug grin. Keya looks offended at Time. “All of you are terrible! Have you no respect for your brother?”

“It’s because we respect you that we do this.” Wind grins at the hero. Sonia laughs, “Oh my, mischievousness is certainly a hero trait.” 

“Oh goddesses don’t listen to them! They’re annoying.” Keya groans. “I dunno that last one sounded pretty accurate to me.” Aeyl joins in. Fierce even looks amused as he says, “They mean well. Family is obligated to tease you about your love life. Don’t ask me how many times Layla or Adal teased Hylia and Link. I swear Link had a permanent blush on his face.”

“Right! He looked adorable!” Aeyl cackles. Fierce nods. “Hylia always seemed so happy with their teasing.” 

“But don’t mention Adal and his jabs when we got married. I can still hear his annoying voice.” Fierce rolls his eyes, “He’d tell Hestia that he didn’t know how we got married since we were so stern.” 

“Put a smile on once in a while Aeyl! No lady likes such grim seriousness!” Aeyl rolled his eyes this time. “And you’d tell me that women swooned over you.” Sonia giggled as Fierce pinched the bridge of his nose with a heavy sigh. “It was not swooning!”

“Sure, sure.” Sonia poked Fierce’s arm. He swats her hand with a frown. Rauru teases, “Are you certain they weren’t swooning because of how tall you are? I hear ladies like tall men.” 

“Oh and since when did you hear this?”

“The servant ladies talk about how handsome and tall Aeyl is when they think no one is around.” Rauru tells his wife. Sonia laughs, “Oh! I remember now! It was when we first brought him back to the castle! Remember Mineru’s expression?” 

“Do not remind me.” Rauru shakes his head. Aeyl snorts, “Oh don’t worry. He marries one of them.” 

Fierce turns to Aeyl with a look of mild horror. “Don’t give me that expression. She’s a lovely lady.” Fierce narrows his eyes. Lips pulling down into a frown. Time snorts, “I’m imagining a red head.”

“Very good guess Sprite! You are correct!” Sonia gasps with delight, “Mineru and I have so much to talk about!” Rauru smiles warily, “Don’t get too carried away dear.”

“Knowing Sonia and Mineru, they will.” Keya laughs. The light atmosphere is broken by a soldier coming to warn them of a Gleeok spotted in Faron. “A thunder Gleeok, correct?” Rauru asks. “Yes, Your Majesty!” 

Fierce picked up his blade and stands at full height. “I think it’ll be in for a deadly surprise.” Aeyl nods, “I don’t even think we need all the heroes for such a task.” 

“Half of us will stay on the Great Plateau while half go with Fierce Deity.” Time decides. “Some need to protect the plateau against other enemies.” Keya explains. Sonia nods. “I will stay behind to watch over the plateau. Keya would you like to fight or stay with me?”

“It’s been awhile since I fought a Gleeok. I’m itching to cut its heads off.” 

“Alright.” They divide their group up. Keya, Wild, Twilight, Hyrule, and Legend will handle the Gleeok. Time, Aeyl, Wind, Warriors, Four, and Sky will stay on the Great Plateau. Sonia and the other heroes bid them well wishes. Rauru and Keya lead the group to Faron. Fierce is at the back of the group on constant watch. Legend without his emotional comfort Warriors picks jabs at Keya who jabs back. Keya had understood Legend and Warriors dynamic as bickering married couple who would die for each other but also would rather sleep in separate rooms. 

Wild and Hyrule don’t go explore like they normally would. They are focused on their current task which is wonderful in saving Twilight from getting grey hairs. Granted he probably has a few already from the amount of chaotic and idiotic things his cub has done during his journey. Fighting a lynel with an inventory full of sticks… just lovely. 

Keya is strategizing up front with Rauru. Keya had spied the gleeok flying around Faron Woods with proud gusto of a dragon claiming its territory. “Well shit. That’s definitely black blooded. Zena, go get Father and Papa. I think we’ll need them.” The shadow nods and slinks away. Twilight frowns. “Smells black-blooded. It’s got the same stench.” 

“Ughhh can’t we have one boss enemy that isn’t infected!” Legend groans. Keya snickers, “Way of a hero my dear veteran. We must slay Hylia’s monsters in the name of the light!” 

Rauru frowns, “Even a timeline outside your own suffers at the hands of evil. Have you found any clues to the source?”

“A dark lizalfo. Other than that we aren’t sure but, Mom said it was a sickness in the ground.” 

“A sickness how?” Rauru questioned. Keya’s expression becomes distant and mournful. “Many suspect Ganondorf. Or some version of him.” 

“They’ve been notified and will join us shortly.” Zena says scaring the heroes but Keya simply blinks as if coming back to himself. “It seems the stress from the past few days is affecting the mind block the shrine placed over you. You’re remembering more.” Keya frowns, “It feels like normal dissociating.”

“I believe that it is the safest way for the memories to come back. Except stress has triggered the worse off memories. If only I could understand how the Sheikah placed that block then maybe I could reverse it.” Zena pondered. 

“Ah that’s right. I wanted to ask about the shrines effects on you.” Rauru said. Keya grimaces. “It sealed or blocked my past memories. I should have been a husk of a man and yet I remembered some things. To be honest I’m glad Impa was the person to find me. I don’t know how I would have acted had it been Dad or Mom or Zel… their heartbreak would have made me believe I was someone else…” 

“Well you can’t deny that it did for a while.” Zena nudges the man with a gentle smile. Keya rolled his eyes, “I was actually glad to have you by my side.” 

“I’m glad.” Rauru observes them with a tilted head. Jizeru and Zena had a different dynamic. Zena kept quiet and more to the shadows. Keya’s Zena was warm and affectionate. He held a certain brightness to him that only appeared in Keya’s vicinity. Rauru has many questions. 

“You asked for us, Keya?” Aeyl asks worried. Keya nods. “Black-blooded Gleeok.” Aeyl looks at the flying dragon and grimaces. “Alright let’s get this over with.” He heaves Hestia from his back. Wild tilts his head staring at the dragon. There was something disturbing about a large dragon looming in the sky. It felt wrong for some reason. 

Twilight sensing his discomfort quietly asks, “Everything alright, cub?” Wild narrows his eyes, “Gut feeling. Something in nature is messed up with this beast flying around. It’s not Ganon’s minion. It doesn’t have the same aura like bokos and moblins do.”

Twilight sniffs the air and grunts, “I can’t get a good whiff.” Wild sniffs and blanches, “Dark magic. Not dissimilar to Ganon’s magic but… otherworldly magic. Reminds me of some of the magic items Legend has.” 

“Should I be worried by that statement?”

“Oh no. These are just not naturally appearing for this version of Hyrule. Lynels are but Gleeok’s no.”

“Okay?” Twilight frowns. Wild smiles up at him. Hyrule whispers to Wild, “Legend and I have Gleeoks.” 

“Do they look similar to this?”

“Sort of!” Hyrule smiles. Wild snorts. Twilight sighs heavily. He’ll be getting a few more gray hairs it seems. 

The battle starts with Keya shooting an arrow at its eye. The beast roars in pain and anger. The weather rapidly shifts to thunder and rain. “Be wary of lightning!” Keya yells over the wind. 

“Oh don’t worry! We have three very proficient thunder mages.” Aeyl gestures to himself, Fierce, and Wild. Wild to show his father’s point gathers the lightning and strikes down with his weapon. A lightning chain forms striking the gleeok down. Keya blinks surprised. “Warn me to never get you angry.” He tells the wild hero. Wild smirks. 

“Very impressive.” Rauru compliments. Fierce nods and with the force of an ancient deity cuts through one neck. Its thick scales nothing to the sharp divine blade of Hestia.

Hespera also a sharp divine blade leaves gaping wounds in the other two necks connected to the last heads. Keya grunts as he forms a barrier around them. Rauru puts out his hand and a light barrier fortifies the magic Keya was using. 

Hyrule looks excited when he notices this. The Gleeok beats its wings causing a huge gust of wind. Thanks to the barrier none of the heroes fall. Fierce smiles darkly. Keya notices that look and drops the barrier. The Fierce Deity runs in disregarding his safety and with a huge leap he is able to reach another head. He drives his blade through its skull causing it to fall back down. 

Wild gapes and looks to his dad. “Why don’t you do this sort of stuff with Lynels!” 

“Their horns are a crown of bones. Not even I can penetrate through that.” Aeyl smiles faintly. Fierce yells and pulls his sword out to turn in one step and slam his sword back down. Hestia cuts straight through the last neck. Keya blinks. “Well… it seems we didn’t need you two.” He says this to Time and Aeyl. 

“Can never be too sure. You made a good call.” Time ruffles the man’s hair. Keya smiles proudly. Rauru chuckles, “There is a reason he is Sonia’s protector.” 

Aeyl does not outwardly grimace but there is a look in his eyes that depicts guilt. Keya pats his dad’s shoulder and gathers the loot from the Thunder Gleeok. The storm recedes and the group travels back to the Great Plateau. Their arrival is also the arrival of Ganondorf. 

Jizeru is beaming up at his friend before he calms himself and bows. “Chief Ganondorf.”

“Ambassador Jizeru.” Ganondorf speaks with an affectionate note to his voice. “Your Majesties.” Ganondorf bows to the King and Queen. “Welcome, Ganondorf. I am glad you answered my summons.” 

“It would be rude to ignore.” 

Keya leans heavily against his father as many emotions muddle his mind. Zena knocks him out with an alarmed expression on his face. “Hylia loves to torture her heroes.” He says. Aeyl scowls, “What happened?”

“The blocks in his memories were being forced open. The dam is breaking… I suspect when he wakes up he’ll be very cranky. I am so sorry Your Majesties, Chieftain, but my friend needs rest.” 

“Will he be alright?” Ganondorf asks concerned. “With time… I can only hope.” Zena smiles weakly and carries the man off. Sonia grips Legend’s arm a smile on her face, “Stay calm for Keya’s sake. Heroes, how about you go with Keya and Zena. Jizeru, Rauru, and I will welcome Ganondorf and then you may introduce yourselves when Keya is better.” Time nods his expression dark. Wind looks like he’s seen a particularly terrifying ghost.

Wild guides Hyrule and Legend while Twilight corrals Wind and Four. As the heroes leave Ganondorf asks, “They look like they’ve seen a nasty ghost.” 

Jizeru looks back at the heroes with a frown, “They come from different timelines. Past and future. I knew two personally…” 

“Hero of Time and Hero of Twilight, I remember you mentioning them.” The Gerudo man says gently. Sonia nods, “Aeyl has come with them. It seems the Goddess Hylia has a quest for them that focuses on going through time.”

“I see… is my presence alright with the heroes?”

“Who cares. You’re my friend and we need to talk.” Ganondorf smiles at Jizeru. “Go on, we will catch up with Naboris.” Rauru smiles. 

~~~

Keya wakes up with a gasp. Zena grabs his arm as he coughs and gags. “Fuck.” He mutters. There is so much chaos in his mind. Memories of Ganondorf, Rauru, Sonia, his family, his promise to himself when Ganondorf was sealed, he is startled to remember so much. “Keya? My King?” Zena asks softly eyes worried. “You tried to tell us.” Keya whispers tears freely falling from his eyes. 

“I’m sorry, My King. I had to knock you out so your memories would not… completely overwhelm you. How do you feel?”

“Exhausted.” Keya closes his eyes and leans against Zena. His shoulders shake as he cries. “I was so scared for so long… I watched… I watched her die and Ganondorf become that… monster.” Zena hums rubbing his back. “Do you want me to explain to the others?”

“Can I speak privately with Time?” 

“Of course.” Zena smiles tiredly. Zena leaves the room and Keya takes the chance to calm down and center himself. Grief is prevalent in his memories. Did he ever get a chance to properly mourn Sonia and Rauru? Did he get to mourn his friend? Did he get to mourn Flora? What about the Sages? 

He’s pulled from his thoughts by the door creaking open. He looks up and relief settles in him. Time looks worried. “I’m not sure I have everything but… what I do know is I really missed you.” Time huffs and sits beside him. “How you doing, Kit?” 

“Emotionally overwhelmed, like the dam broke and now I have to start the repairs. I don’t have everything but I don’t think I want them. Overall things are settling into place. Questions I had before are answered. Although I do have plenty more. But currently I really want a hug.” 

“That I can do.” Time pulls him in and Keya sighs closing his eyes. He will never get tired of Time’s hugs. They’re encompassing, warm and protective, tight enough that you feel secure but not too tight to feel restrictive. There is a simple assurance that all he needs to be in the current moment is exist. 

“I don’t think I ever properly mourned… it was moving from one thing to the next. Forgetting all of this… in a way it helped me settle into my life as king. Now I remember how I was and I wonder… is that truly the person Zelda fell in love with?”

“She loves you as you are now. She loved you then, sure, but she married who you are now. She has two lovely kids with you. Impa cares for you and Aeyl loves you. As do I. We change as we grow older, we evolve with time. Do not think of the what ifs of a life you do not live.” Time assured firm. Keya blinks as he looks up at Time. 

Gods, he forgot how much he loved Time. Now he really wanted to see Malon and cry. She always made him feel better as a child. Keya sniffles, “I didn’t want to leave you both… I wanted to stay and grow a family… I knew my Hyrule needed me but I never wanted to be a hero. I just wanted a quiet life. Why did the goddesses demand me to give everything I am and have been for this world?” 

Time’s eye grows misty and he pulls Keya in. “I know you hold no ill to Eiran but right now I feel angry that you didn’t get what you deserved. You deserve to live the life you wish and you have sacrificed much for everyone around you.” Keya ends up crying into Time’s shoulder like a little kid. 

After a little while he calms down and hiccups. He starts laughing as he hiccups. Zena hands him a cup of water. “How do you feel, My King?” Zena asks kneeling before him concerned. Keya dries his eyes with his sleeve and smiles, “Much better. Ugh I feel stuffy.” Zena smiles and hands him a handkerchief. 

“Will you be able to speak with the others? I can always tell them you’re feeling better and leave it at that.” 

“No, no. I want to see them.” 

“You don’t have to push yourself, Kit.” Time mumbled rubbing his back. Keya shakes his head, “They’re worried. Wild is about to lose his mind if he stays in the room any longer and I know Twilight is tempted to shift to Wolfie and run in here for emotional support cuddles. Wind also hates to see us upset and I hate to see him upset in return… he reminds me of Torin… obviously he’s my baby brother Wind who smiles at a sea breeze and vibrates with energy. Legend is prickly but he’s also gentle. He cares so much and hides it because he’s seen people leave him too soon. Warriors for all his pomp and grandeur enjoys simple things like music at the campfire or playing silly swimming games.” 

Time smiles, “I shouldn’t be surprised that you hold onto these memories like I do.” Keya chuckles looking down at his hands. “It’s the little things you miss the most when they’re gone.” A tear escapes his eye. “Can I see them?” He asks Zena. The man nods. 

Time makes sure he continues to drink until the water is gone. The heroes arrive shortly after. Wind looks worried. Keya smiles, “Come here.” The hero smiles and hugs Keya tightly. “Wind, I say this with the utmost love in my heart, do not give up your youth. You are still young at fourteen. You are wiser and older than most but you are still young. I don’t want to come back to this journey decades down the line and see my brother all jaded from his journey’s. It is a fear I hold as… I was jaded by my journey’s. Example, Jizeru. How old do you think he is?”

“Twenty-five?” Wind questions. Keya smiles softly but shakes his head. “He’s nineteen. And he’s been in this world since he was fifteen.” Wind’s eyes grow wide and comical. Keya looks up at the other heroes. “I’ll be alright, with time. Pun intended.” 

Twilight lets go of a breath he didn’t know he was holding and Wild’s anxious set to his shoulders relaxes. Aeyl also looks relieved. “We are a bunch of worry warts… goddesses.” Keya shakes his head and laughs. 

Hyrule is fidgeting with his hands and Keya smiles, “If it makes you feel better go ahead.” Hyrule rushes forward. Keya chuckles, “I’d leave questions for when my head doesn’t feel like an overly inflated balloon.” They nod. The knot of anxiety placed firmly underneath his ribcage unfurls and he feels at peace. He’ll definitely cry more later but for now his family’s presence is enough to quell the storm.

Chapter Text

Jizeru sits in front of Keya face serious. “Spill.”

“Gods I forgot how annoying that is.” Keya mumbles making the younger man sneer. Sonia places a hand on Jizeru’s shoulder, “We talked about this.” The hero huffs and leans back against the gazebo railing. Keya smiles faintly at Sonia and pours himself more tea. “Where should I start? Perhaps the Shrine of Resurrection. Do you know what that is?”

“They, the Sheikah, made it for healing.” Jizeru says face pulled into a frown. He looked rather cute while frowning. 

“Yes and no.”

“Explain then!” Jizeru hisses. “Unfortunately I don’t know how much Hylia will allow me to explain. I simply ask you be wary of the researchers.” Jizeru scowls. Keya looks to Rauru. “Your dynamic with Zena is different than Jizeru’s.” 

“Ah. Depression will do that. With time and energy and a shit ton of effort, if I’m being honest, I managed to get into a stable mindset thus making Zena a happier individual. Shadows did not cling to my heart and mind as they have in the past. I have become a brighter light making a stronger shadow. The brighter the light the darker the shadow.” 

“I see. Well I am glad you are better.” Keya smiles at Rauru. Keya can tell Jizeru wants to ask more questions but is getting side eyed scolded by Sonia. 

“You can ask, I just might not answer.” His lip quirks up at the way Jizeru’s eyes lighten and he looks to Sonia for confirmation. The Queen smiles and sips her tea. “You’re married yes?”

“I am, have the ring to prove it.” Keya showcases his greatest achievement in life. It is a handmade silver wedding ring with engraved Hylian. Zena spent months on both of their rings. Zelda has the other half of the engraving with a beautiful diamond. Dainty yet fitting for the Queen of Hyrule. “Who did you marry?” 

Keya smiles amused and leans back. He rolls the ring around to see the engraving. “Whether skyward bound, adrift in time, or steeped in the glowing embers of twilight. The same words were apart of my vows the day I married.” It encapsulated his feelings for Zelda. Jizeru’s jaw drops and his face reddens as he imagines who it might be. Keya chuckles to himself. Jizeru wouldn’t figure it out even if Keya did admit who he married. Jizeru still believes he does not deserve Zelda while Keya has grown to understand that he does. 

Wherever he was he would always love her and seek to come back to her. “You should know her well.” His voice is soft as he says it. Gaze firmly on his ring. A constant reminder that he married the love of his life. Time had asked him about it one night. 

“That ring seems special.” Time said looking up from his journal to where Keya was rolling his wedding ring around. “Ah, my wedding ring. Zena made it for me. Zelda has the other part of the vow. Whether skyward bound, adrift in time, or steeped in the glowing embers of twilight is what it says. It was apart of a ceremony for the Master Sword and Hero.” 

“Oh? Why did you choose that?”

“Just as Fi is linked to us heroes I will always be linked to her. I want to love her in any lifetime we get the honor to share. I don’t care what sort of love we have. I want to always be by her side.” 

“Hmm, Wild shares the sentiment with his Zelda.” Time smiled. Keya hums, “I saw. I do hope to see his wedding. He deserves to be happy.”

“They all do.” Keya nods his agreement looking back at his ring. “In whatever way they find happiness I wish for them to experience it and live long lives. Fulfilling too even if it isn’t particularly long.” 

“You’re oddly optimistic today.” Time says amused. Keya rolls his eyes, “I’m sentimental today, hush.” 

Sonia smiles, “Well, I think I know who it is.” 

“I told you and Rauru while Jizeru was sulking because I lost my memories.”

“I was not sulking!” Jizeru pouts. Keya raises an eyebrow amused, “Oh? You weren’t?” 

Sonia looks on fondly as Keya teases his younger self. She looks at Rauru and smiles. Rauru nods understanding. “May we ask, do you remember anything about Ganondorf?” 

Keya pauses his sentence to look at them. “When I left this era it was not on good terms with him.” His words are vague but hold an ominous undertone. Jizeru scowls, “I wouldn’t argue with Gan. We’re friends.”

“It’s much more than an argument.” Keya frowns at his right arm. “Can you stop being so vague?”

“All you truly need to know is, I’m happy now. Sure I lost my memories but I regained most of them.” Keya answers. Jizeru deadpans. 

“Sorry to interrupt. Keya, Wild had a bad memory.” Hyrule says gently. Keya stands up, “Apologizes, I must take care of my descendant.” Hyrule looks up at Keya as they’re walking and asks, “Descendant?”

“He is Aeyl’s son therefore my little brother but he is a hero as well. He is descendant from me as a hero.” 

“I guess that makes sense.” 

When they arrive Wild looks angry. Aeyl is keeping a firm grip on his son’s arm to keep him still. “Do I want to ask?” Keya asks Time. 

“Lana was assaulted by the guard troop. Aeyl made sure they faced punishment for it.” 

Wild’s anger is then directed at his father, “Why did you never tell me Lana was assaulted?”

“It was her trauma and story to tell. She’s not affected by it anymore… at least that’s what she says.” Aeyl sighs heavily. His shoulders drop and he kneels before his son. “I had to stop you from killing those men. Hero or not King Rhoam would not have a murderer protecting his daughter and I knew you needed to be by Zelda’s side. So I handled them. Their bodies were never found.”

“Good.” Keya nods. He perks up when he hears the faint whisper of his mother’s magic. “So soon?” Legend groans. The group gathers their equipment. Keya writes a quick letter to Rauru and Sonia to notify them they left for another time. 

He wishes he could properly say goodbye but he supposes this is for the best. That way Jizeru doesn’t ask too many questions he can’t answer. They’re dropped in Keya’s era. 

A horde of monsters is descending on the castle. Keya’s heart lurches to his throat. His children are there as well as his wife! “Oh thank the goddesses.” Keya mutters when he spots Tali flying down with her group of Rito warriors. 

“Heroes prepare to fight.” Time says. Warriors immediately focuses getting out his sword and shield. Keya sends Zena out and silently communicates with him. The dark hero nods and disappears into a trees shadow. 

Keya gets out his shield for shield surfing and tests the downward slope on the hill. “It’ll do.” He thinks and surfs down the hill approaching the enemies fast. He jumps and bounces off a bokoblin’s head gaining enough height to use Hespera with a downward strike. He lands in the horde, boko’s flying everywhere with the force in which he lands. Nearby the Guardians handle the Hinoxes. A roar in the distance notifies Keya to a lynel. Keya curses and cuts his way to the front of the castle. 

A close friend of Aeyl’s smiles when he spots Keya. “Go to the King.” A soldier tells Adal. “Hold strong I’ll be back.” Adal tells the man. The soldier waves him off. Adal cracks his whip and flings Bokoblins aside to reach his friend’s son and his honorary nephew.

“Link! Good to see you!” Adal shouts. Keya grins, “Uncle! Battlefield update?”

“Lizalfos in the river, three lynels on the horizon, hinoxes have been assaulting the walls with bomb barrels and rocks for a while now. It took a bit to get the skywatchers out since they were being upgraded.”

“Again?”

“Unfortunately. Researchers will be researchers I’m afraid.” Adal grimaced. Keya shared the sentiment as he slashed at a boko’s head. “Where are the kids?”

“Little Zelda and Little Torin are with Lana. She’s keeping them safe. Your wife is on the battlements.”

“Shit do all of these have black blood?” Keya hisses when he notices his hand covered in black blood and Hespera’s golden blade covered. Adal pulls out his dual broadswords. His whip is poor in this situation. Adal gets saved from a moblin by Hestia. “Aeyl! Old friend!”

“I got your back.” Aeyl nods at his fellow deity. They clear through the horde with deadly accuracy. A shot of light is sent into the sky. Aeyl’s eyes widen with worry, “Zelda’s in trouble!”

“Go! I’ll handle this. Grab your kid on the way.” Adal gestures to Keya fighting like a man desperate to reach his love. Aeyl nods and with a shrug of his shoulders his wings appear. He keeps them hidden as they get in the way of his normal clothes. He flys into the sky and across the battlefield. With a whistle he gains Keya’s attention. Keya grins and uses a Guardian’s leg to vault himself into the air. Aeyl grabs him and flies towards the light. “How come I didn’t get cool wings.” Wild pouts and slams his claymore down. Urbosa’s lightning crackles across the battlefield stunning the monsters. 

“You have Revali’s Gale, you don’t need wings!” Twilight shouts. “But they look so cool!” 

“Just because they’re cool doesn’t mean you should have them!” Twilight answers. Wild pouts even harder and kicks a moblins legs out from underneath it. “Where are the others?”

“Time and Wars went to the gates to push the monsters back. I think Hyrule and Legend are close to the moat.” 

“Incoming!” Wild shouts and flings himself out of the way of a lynel charge. Twilight curses and quickly cuts his moblin down. Wild gets up quickly and draws the lynel’s attention with a battle cry. “Crazy cub.” Twilight thinks exasperated yet proud. 

Sky huffs, “I officially dislike Keya’s era.” Four snorts, “We’ve only been here two times. Give it a chance.”

“Portals into the middle of battles are the worst.” Sky yells as he swings the Master Sword. “Shit, Wild has a Lynel on him.” Four tells him. Sky grimaces and makes a run for it. Four follows after him ducking under swung blades and through the crowd. 

Wild is forced into a tree line. He runs through the small forest as the lynel starts aiming arrows. “Shit, shit, shit.” Wild mutters as three arrows come dangerously close to him. 

He loops back around dodging arrows and swords with a grace he didn’t know he possessed. He stuns the lynel with a headshot and climbs onto its back with a sword. He stabs at it until he’s bucked off. He crouches on the ground calling upon Revali’s power. 

“Why do we still help you?” Revali questions in his mind. He smiles, “Because no matter what I say or think you’ve always cared about me. And to be honest your words did piss me off. I am a hero. I am the Fierce Deity’s son and the son of Mother Nature. I am more than qualified to be a Hero of Courage.”

“Indeed he is. And he didn’t get lucky when he reached Medoh, Revali. He had help from a Rito named Teba.” Urbosa says this with what Wild knows is a frown. 

Revali complains, “Doesn’t count then!”

Wild rolls his eyes as he is lifted up. He gets out his savage lynel bow and shoots as many arrows as he can before his feet hit the ground again. 

Four and Sky make it over to Wild to help him. With the three of them they take down the mighty beast. Wild quickly collects the loot. 

There is a ripple of massive power across the battlefield. The monsters fall dead and poof into purple-black smoke. Wild starts running towards the castle followed by his fellow heroes and brothers. They’re wondering if something happened to Dahlia and Keya. 

“Link! Please! Get up!” Sobbed a grief stricken woman. Her hands glowed with healing magic over a nasty wound across the hero’s abdomen. Aeyl was cradling his son expression distraught. 

“Link!” Dahlia sobbed her magic fluttering. Hyrule immediately took over eyes already watering. Time asked, “What happened? Who did this?” 

“A dark shadow g-got past Zena. He wounded Zena and ran towards Link. Link seemed to recognize the shadow.” 

“It was the foe the heroes are after. Damn bastard escaped before the Triforce could engulf them in sacred power. What you saw was the Triforce protecting Link. I… I can’t say if he’ll be alright… his heart still beats but his mind is quiet.” Zena says quietly. Time turns to Zena, “Dark Link?”

“I think? I can’t be certain. It was shrouded in magic unknown to me. It felt… darker than Ganondorf.” The dark hero answers looking exhausted. Dahlia grabs her husband’s left hand. “Be alright for me Link? You promised me a daughter named Astoria. You asked me if we could name her Sonia too. She should be named Astoria Sonia Hyrule. After my mother and your mother. Perhaps a daughter named Malon. You’d want to honor her that way wouldn’t you?” 

“We’ll protect them while you’re healing, Kit. We’ll be at your side. Me, Aeyl, Twilight, Wild, all your brothers.” Time sighs heavily. The wound looks like a malice wound. He’s been in Wild’s era enough to know what it feels like and how malice consumes live tissue.

Zena gives a shaky breath and he kneels by Keya’s head. “My best friend, my closest companion, we’re alright. So get better for us. For me?” Zena winced and shook his head. “No, I can’t ask that of you.” 

Dahlia frowned, “There is no one I know that Link trusts and loves more than me, than you. You’ve been with him for so long. Knew him better than even I did. You knew what he was thinking. You are his anchor in the worst of situations.” 

Zena looks down at Keya’s face and wipes blood from his cheek. Aeyl picks his son up after Hyrule finishes his healing. “We’ll need to bandage it since my healing goes only so far.” 

“Thank you, Rulie.” Aeyl whispers. He looks exhausted. Dahlia equally looks exhausted. Twilight frowns and lifts her up. The Queen yelps, “What?”

“Keya would not want you passing out after expending so much energy.” 

“I am not a weak damsel in distress.”

“No. But you are tired and I am not. Whoever says anything will face the wrath of the heroes.” Twilight sniffs. Wild nods. “He’s my progenitor. You are my Zelda’s progenitor. Us heroes care for each other’s Zeldas. He’ll be happy to know we cared for you when he wakes up.” Dahlia smiles, “You’re sweet. All of you. I should have expected as much. You definitely have his soul. I think Hyrule will be in good hands with you and Zelda, Link.” She directs this to Wild who smiles softly, “It took us a while but we saved Hyrule and we have been rebuilding. Perhaps I could take some pictures of the layout of Hyrule Castle? Our castle is in ruins and I know Zel wishes to see it in its full glory one day.” 

“I will get the head architect. She will be more than happy to provide designs for the castle.” Dahlia smiled at Wild. Wild smiled himself and looked up towards the front of the group. He could faintly see the rise and fall of Keya’s chest. It assured him that at least for now his brother was alright. 

~~~

“Hero, you worry my brother-in-law.” 

“Hello to you too Uncle.” Keya sits up and smiles at Eiran. The ancient god of time sighed heavily, “You’re lucky the golden trio likes you.” 

“I suppose but I should be happy I have such a kind uncle who helps me out. So how bad is it this time?” Eiran shakes his head, “Not bad, could have been worse had Zelda not been right there with Aeyl. This dark figure… it might be another form of Demise’s hatred. It seems even the Triforce has no weight against him.” 

“So what then? We just run around like headless cuccos? How do we defeat something even the Triforce can’t destroy. All of us heroes are tired. This curse… this endless cycle, does it never end?”

“Everything has an end, Link. That is how time works. There is a start and an end. It does not mean that that line is linear.” Eiran explains. The old god sighs heavily though and rubs his temple. His dark brown wavy hair was long and almost unruly. Keya saw gold and silver beads braided into his hair. The style of braids were similar to Kana’s. Keya remembers they had some sort of meaning that is lost to time. Fairies would have similar braids due to their connection to the Fae Wilds. 

“You’ve helped me a lot Uncle but… I need answers.” Eiran nods gesturing for the hero to follow him through shadowy halls and illusions that disappear as they walk through them. Keya looks around recognizing the architecture. Zonai in origin with sleek stone and elegant carvings of dragon glyphs and unending script. The words formed before his eyes. “Time is never linear and yet always linear. Time is future, past, and present all at once. Time guides us and unravels us. We are at its mercy.” 

Keya snorts, “Poetic.” He gestures to the words. Eiran smiles pleasantly, “Kana created it. It is why I keep it. Ah here at last. Chamber of Eternity. Feel free to use the scrying eye or crystal ball to your wishes. The golden trio cannot decide what you see here.”

“Uh okay?” Keya goes up to the scrying eye. A purple crystal looking ball with a black iris resembling an eye stared up at him. Using the Triforce he connects to the magic holding the scrying eye together. The magic feels faintly like Hylia with her golden time powers. There is a cold gunmetal that reminds him of Nayru, the icy cold metal freezes down to his bones. An uncertain magic that weaves between the other powers at work. That is all Eiran and his chaotic power. Farore’s power is fierce like a lightning storm, it is the eruption of Death Mountain shaking the ground beneath his feet, it is the wild nature of Hyrule’s weather. Din’s power is immense like the cracking of earth, the splitting of rock, and the overwhelming sense of pressure on his body. 

He can tell his mother’s magic from far away. It is gentle like a trickling stream, kind and aged. It is also a hidden power like the gleaming eyes of a prowling wolf. He’s also surprised to feel his father’s powers. It strikes true like lightning to the heart, pinpoint and ferocious like an enraged bear. Even more surprising is Adal’s magic. It is like the crack of his whip, the power behind his vicious attacks. There is also an unknown magic to him. It feels like a settling of snowflakes on freshly powdered ground, the warmth and chill of winter weather. 

“Everyone put their powers together for this scrying eye?” He questions eyes still closed feeling the magic. Eiran’s low chuckle has him looking over. The timeless entity looks proud. “You are very special, Keya. Not just anyone can feel the ancient magics at work. Yes, this scrying eye was created by all of us. We use it when the need arises.” 

Keya is able to see some of what his future holds. He doesn’t go too far into the future. He simply wanted to see how the other Links will fair on their journey. Something pulls at the edge of his mind and he follows. 

A memory? He thinks at first but the more he lets it play out the more he thinks it isn’t. A prophesied journey? Wild lost his right arm and it was replaced by Rauru’s arm. Keya shivers. Flora isn’t with Wild, she’s in the past. Keya knows this though. He knows it is Flora’s future to turn into a dragon. He remembers comforting the young princess and teaching her all he could about Zonai history. 

He remembers his pride in her growing understanding of temporal time magic. He remembers late nights looking at the stars softly talking about their lives. He remembers joking about crashing her wedding and her sincere question if he would officiate their wedding. Of course he had agreed tearfully. They both knew it would never happen. Keya had been assured of that when he watched the young woman he grew to consider his little sister sacrifice her humanity to restore the Master Sword for her hero. 

He pulls back harshly shaking out of the memories and the view of Wild’s future. Why must it be Wild? Why must he suffer constantly? Keya at least got a happy ending with his wife and children. Wild couldn’t even get married to his beloved. Eiran squeezes his arm grounding him to the present. Not the visions of past and future. “I do not know why he has to suffer this much.” The god sighed heavily. “It seems it only wanted to show you his future. Perhaps to prepare him? But how can one be prepared to lose the love of their life?” 

“You can never be prepared to lose them. You can know you will lose them and cherish every moment with them but it will always hurt.” Keya said quietly. Eiran frowned nodding. Unlike most gods Eiran and Kana have lived within Hyrule and outside of Hyrule. They have lived plenty of lives outside of being immortal gods. They have seen their children die mortal lives and have mourned countless lovers. Keya has been through similar. 

Unknown to the Hero of Time, Keya had lived in his world for far longer than nine years. He had lived with Time and Malon until he was twenty-three where he moved to Castle Town and became a blacksmith apprentice. He met a lovely young lady and got married to her. He had a life in that timeline of Hyrule. Eiran told him that when he was on death’s door he could be brought back to his time. Keya had been glad at the time. He wouldn’t be leaving his wife and kids behind. He had lived longer than his wife by two decades.

He knew how many kids Time would have and when Time would die. He had held Malon during the closed casket funeral and comforted his younger siblings. Watching one of his father figures die was a traumatizing experience. He had spoken at long lengths with Queen Zelda about his father’s death and asked her to memorialize his life. 

A history book containing the storied life of the Hero of Time was written and published by Lullaby, Queen Zelda. Regardless Keya knew the Hero of Time would not be remembered. That timeline he lived would not continue since the only thing keeping it sustained was Keya’s continued existence. 

Keya knew stories and journeys from Time and Twilight that the heroes would rather keep to themselves at their current age. It had taken twelve years for Time to tell Keya of his life and the timeline he left behind. It took another two for Time to confide in Keya about Termina and the Fierce Deity. Keya, in turn, told Time about his parents, his own journey, and the paused time for his own Hyrule since he wasn’t there. 

Time taught Keya all he could and forbade Keya from joining the Royal Guard stating he should live a life without fighting a war. Keya didn’t want to join the army anyways. He had his shop to tend to, his son to raise to be a blacksmith, his daughter to be a politician. He was truly surprised by that turn of events when his daughter had gotten into Queen Zelda’s court and was aiming to better the lives of Hyruleans. It was so easy to live in the moment and not think about the life on pause. 

Eiran sighs, “You’ll be waking soon. The heroes are worried about you.”

“Yeah. They’re family.” The god chuckled and squeezed his shoulder, “I am glad you were able to meet them.”

“Me too.” 

~~~

Keya is slow to awaken. His eyelids heavy and his limbs felt like lead. The ache in his side had him groaning. Someone was at his side. They cupped the back of his neck and held a vial to his lips. He knew this hand well. It would be his Papa, Time. He blinks away the fog to drink whatever Time has given him. It tastes faintly like one of Wild’s hearty potions. 

He looks around the room finding he was in his bedroom. Dahlia was with Iris and Torin in the corner playing games. Wild had joined with hand carved toys Sky had made the wild hero. “Daddy’s awake!” Iris said with excitement. Torin perked up. Dahlia smiled over at him and let the kids climb onto their big bed to reach their father. Iris was careful of his injured side when she hugged him. He smiled into her ash blonde hair. “We were worried Daddy.” Torin spoke almost nervous. 

Keya now in control of his limbs grabbed his son’s hand and gave it a reassuring squeeze. “I know and Daddy’s sorry for worrying both of you.”

“Mama said you protected her.” Keya remembered back to the fight. He remembers Zena coming out of his shadow to parry a blade coming for Dahlia. He had left the shadow to his friend so he could make sure his wife was alright. She was frazzled but uninjured. He had then gone to help his friend weaving in and out of attacks feeling the power of the Triforce respond to the darkness he was fighting. That was when he got a rather nasty stab wound. 

He made sure to blast the shadow with the full power of the Triforce. It didn’t seem to affect it but it ran after that. “Technically Uncle Zena did more than me.” He says. His best friend rolls his eyes, “Sure, like I was the one to use the Triforce to blast that thing to kingdom come. It was a great show of power. Though I worry. Is the shadow more powerful than Ganon?” 

“Who knows might be Demise.” Keya winces as he sits up so he can cuddle his kids properly. Zena scowls, “Demise… perhaps we have a chance to end this curse.”

“I like to keep an optimistic outlook but this is Demise we’re talking about. He’s the manifestation of the evil in the world. The ‘power of friendship’ hasn’t ended him before.” 

Zena can’t help but snort. “Reminds me of the time he grew so annoyed with us.” Keya snickers, “Yeah, yeah, I know. I’m the devil. I don’t care.” 

Zena laughs keeling over. Dahlia gives a confused smile. Keya explains, “Dark shadow manifestations during the year I was healing in the shrine.” 

“Oh… how?”

“Soul of the hero. Ganon is the malice manifestation of Ganondorf, Ganondorf is the reincarnation of Demise’s hatred, really it’s all the curse Demise placed on Sky and Sun. Not that it explains much.”

Zena snorts, “Gohma or Queen Gibdo?”

Keya gives an offended noise, “Hey! You know I hate both of them! Gohma’s a spider and Queen Gibdo is like an undead wasp. Absolutely neither! I’d rather take Colgera and skydive through the sky again than feel like I’m being watched by multiple eyes.”

“Alright fair. I wasn’t playing fair. Colgera or Koloktos.”

“Ughh! Colgera. Koloktos whacked me around like a bat. I do not want to feel broken bones healing again.” Dahlia gives an alarmed look. Zena assures her, “Still memories from the shrine.” 

Keya rolls his eyes. “I’m just glad that endless boss battles was Ganon’s way of torturing me than I dunno psychological torture? Seriously the Yiga do a better job than their master.” Wild leans against a bed post. “I dunno endless boss battles seem pretty torturous. All I remember in the shrine was too hot too cold and torturous agony for years.”

“Yeesh. You win the most traumatizing revival award.” Wild snorts. Time gives both of them his ‘I’m upset with you but we’ll talk about this later’ look. Wild at least shrinks apologetic while Keya gives an amused smirk. He’s experienced that look enough to know exactly how the conversation will pan out. 

Dahlia’s advisor interrupts them, “Your Majesty… er Majesties, the people are asking if the King is alright.” Dahlia looks to Keya silently communicating. Keya swings his legs off the bed and stands. The ache in his side makes him grunt in pain but he pushes himself to stand. Time watches him closely. 

Keya turns to the advisor with an assured smile, “Prepare the podium. I’ll speak with the people.”

“Your Majesty?” The advisor questions wide eyed. “The people need assured that I am in good health.”

“But… you’re not?” The advisor replies. Wild nods, “You got stabbed in the abdomen. That takes weeks to heal. Rulie will be upset.”

“He can check if I’m alright to stand before a crowd of my people to give a speech then. I won’t be doing anything strenuous.” 

Wild gives an unconvinced glare to his brother. Time rubs his temple before he nods. “We’ll have Hyrule check him over before agreeing to anything.” Keya smiles. 

The advisor quickly leaves to grab Hyrule and the head healer. Dahlia sighs, “Of course you want to assure them. You’re still caring for them above yourself.”

“And you’d want them to panic that I could be possibly dying from a stab wound?” Keya tilts his head. Dahlia deadpans and explains, “I could have given a speech instead. You could have rested and healed. You did the same after I gave birth to Iris and Torin.” 

“You literally could not walk properly let alone stand properly.” Keya frowned remembering how worried he had been. Her wet nurse calmly answered all his questions and assured both of them that with time and rest Dahlia would heal. 

Keya had been very careful after Torin was born. He wanted her to know that she didn’t need to push herself to have all the kids they desired. 

Hyrule and the Head Healer, Althea, stepped into the room. Althea immediately chuckled at her king. “Come sit. Let me check to make sure your wound hasn’t opened. I know you heal fast, My King, but taking time for your health isn’t such a bad thing.”

“I am aware.” Keya smiled cheekily at her. The white haired Sheikah woman shook her head fondly. She gave a pleased hum when she saw the healing. “Pain level?”

“About a two. Only when I stand up does it ache.”

“Interesting. Also interesting this healed overnight. Rulie, please come here.” The resident traveler of the group walked over to examine the injury. Keya observed their reactions and slowly felt his worry climb. “It was Eiran’s doing. Hi Link, do you feel well? Any soreness left? Eiran isn’t as good at healing as me but I was in a long discussion with the golden three.” Kana explained.

“Ah so that’s why he was in my dreams last night.” Keya muttered. Kana gave an apologetic smile and went to the bedroom’s walk-in closet. “He’ll be fine to do a speech right?” She asked loudly enough so Althea and Hyrule could hear her. 

“Yes, Madam Kana. So your Uncle healed you?”

“Apparently. You know he really doesn’t explain when he comes into my dreams. Oh, Mom! Get that nice blue overcoat!”

“This one?” The woman asked appearing with a blue colored coat with long cuffed sleeves and trailing fabric that would come around the front to be tied into a bow. “Yep!” 

“Fancy.” Wild muttered before slipping into the closet to help Kana. Keya snorted. He forgot his little brother was a fashionista. After more prodding than Keya thought necessary he was putting on his outfit chosen by his mother and little brother. It left a warm feeling that uplifted him. His daughter’s maid, Briar, and his son’s butler, Alston, color coordinated with his outfit. He couldn’t help but coo at how cute his children looked. Iris glowed with his praise and Torin hide his red face in his mother’s puffy skirts. Dahlia giggled and pet his head. 

Most of Castle Town’s residents were waiting anxiously for him and Dahlia. When they spotted him it seemed like their anxiety bled from their figures. He was glad his people cared so much about him. “People of Castle Town, it has been some time certainly.” He heard the voices of agreement from his people and couldn’t help but smile. 

“I apologize for not warning you of my new journey. I understand I have gone on many journeys over the years and we all thought Ganon would be the last thing we would have to worry about. Unfortunately, Hylia has notified myself and several other heroes of a wicked evil plaguing all of our eras. This evil is corrupting already strong monsters making them even stronger. A normal moblin now is harder to handle. It takes more hits and is blood thirsty. It bleeds black and attacks faster than before. If you see stronger moblins please notify the guard or your regional champion. If I am back from time traveling, myself and the heroes will go out and handle nearby encampments too. Be cautious while traveling the open roads and always keep a weapon on you. The rural roads are more dangerous than ever before.” 

Several people complained but he put his hand up effectively silencing them. “I understand your distress and frustration. Believe me. I worked hard to make this kingdom a safe place for all. So did Zelda. But there is only so much I can do when Hylia has yet to notify us of this evil entity. Or this evil entity makes themselves known to myself and the heroes. But know this I will work to ensure peace and balance are returned to our safe and prosperous kingdom.” 

A hushed murmur rushes through the crowd. He waits as they speak with one another. They come to a consensus rather quickly and a man steps forward, “Sire, how is your health?”

“I am alright. I am completed healed from yesterday’s battle.” 

“How is the Queen?” Someone yells out. “Is Princess Zelda and Prince Torin safe?” Another calls out. Soon questions are tumbling forth from curious and concerned citizens. “Settle down, one person at a time. My lady is healthy. She received no injuries yesterday. Princess Zelda and Prince Torin are safe and in the care of my fellow heroes.”

“Can we really trust these heroes?” 

“I will be ignoring that because I trust these heroes with my life. Hero of Wild’s is the future hero of Hyrule and a fellow Calamity hero. He is also Aeyl’s son just as I am Aeyl’s son. Hero of Twilight defeated monsters of darkness in the distant past. Hero of Time traveled through time to defeat Ganondorf and save his Princess Zelda. Hero of Warriors won a war against a corrupted prophetess and Ganondorf. Hero of Skies defeated a literal god. Look I understand being wary since they are new and they took me away from Hyrule but I trust them without a doubt in my mind.” 

Keya didn’t want to plead for his people to trust the heroes but if he had to, he would. “Two of them are children!” A citizen complained. Keya blinked before he laughed. “Oh no! No! No! The only child is Wind and he’s a teenager. Four looks like a child because he is small. He is a blacksmith though. And if anything I recommend complaining to Hylia about making a child a hero. As much as I would say Hylia chose Wind he technically chose himself. In his era no hero lived. He became a hero because Ganondorf kidnapped his little sister and he just happened to become one along the way.” 

“Are you certain they have no ill intent?” 

“Positive. Each one saved their Hyrule at least once. They fight for not only their era but each other’s eras. They fight to protect each other so that one day we may return safely to our families and eras. We are family. Brothers in arms and distant relatives.” 

A woman in the crowd came forward. Keya recognized the woman. She wore a simple blue dress that covered her modestly. She also wore expensive gold jewelry and held herself like a noble lady. There was a staff strapped across her back that radiated powerful magic. Keya smiles, “Lady Thalia, I see you’re back in Hyrule.” 

“Indeed. My husband contacted me earlier last night notifying me of the battle. I came as fast as I could. Would I be allowed to see Her Majesty?”

“Of course. You are family.” Keya gestured to a guard. Thalia nodded and was escorted by a guard towards the castle. Questions rose once again and Keya inwardly grimaced. This would be a long day for him. 

~~~

Thalia walked carefully behind the guard. Despite being an Ancient Fey Entity she wasn’t nearly as known or respected by the people of Hyrule as her Brother-in-Law, Aeyl. It made her wary of Hyrule’s people as they were of her. 

“This way, Lady Thalia.” The guard said stiffly with deference. Thalia gave a small smile and thanked the guard. Inside the doors was Dahlia, Princess Zelda, and Prince Torin. Off to the side was a group of men of varying ages. Thalia recognized them as the heroes of courage that her husband, Eiran, spoke fondly of. “Lady Thalia!” Dahlia smiled standing up. “Children say hello to Great Auntie Thalia.” 

“Hello Great Auntie!” 

“Hello children. My how you’ve grown.” Thalia smiled softly. She walked into the room and paused when the heroes eyes fell distrustfully onto her. “It seems Link didn’t tell you of Eiran’s wife.” 

“The Entity of Time has a wife?” Legend looked her up and down. Thalia got the idea that he was judging her. She understood. Hylia was never there for Legend during his era. He is also the Link with the most adventures under his belt. Keya could probably match the hero. 

“There are several ancient entities of these lands. I am Thalia, Entity of Magic. Although my elemental magic isn’t as strong as Kana’s. I travel the lands of this world while my husband keeps an eye on the endless stream.” She explained to the heroes before turning to Dahlia. She smiled faintly yet softly, “Dear you look well.” Dahlia chuckled, “It’s been several years, Lady Thalia! How have you been?”

“Well I found something rather unusual while traveling. A spell book used by a prophet.” Thalia  reached into her limitless satchel and pulled out an ancient looking spell book. It contained magic from several eras of Hyrule. She did some light research using the scrying eye to determine who would have used the spell book. 

“A prophet? Intriguing.” Dahlia reached for the spell book. Legend grabbed it first, “Don’t grab strange spell book’s, Your Majesty.” Thalia smiled amused at his protectiveness. “By all means, Hero of Legends, examine the book.” He gave her a sharp glare and opened the book. He flipped through it intrigued. Hyrule and Wind seemed the most interested in the book. Thalia smiled at Aeyl, “Brother-in-law.”

“Sister-in-law. How have your travels been?”

“Dreary. I got caught in the rain two nights ago. A group of moblins snuck up on my camp last night and I received startling news from Hylia.” 

Aeyl sighs heavily and rubs his brow. His shoulders drop with weary exhaustion. “Please tell me she knows who the evil entity we’re fighting is?”

“No.” Aeyl groaned. Wild patted his father’s back. “However it is not Demise or a product of Demise. It is a time dimensional entity. One who doesn’t reach Eiran’s level but is very strong. It is why the Triforce does not work on them. Eiran is looking very hard to find out who this entity is.” 

“Well… it’s something.” Aeyl mumbled. Thalia gave a sympathetic smile, “I believe this entity wanted your attention.” 

“Ugh, why do evil beings latch onto us like we’re a child’s toy.” Legend groaned. Varying degrees of agreement filtered across the heroes faces. Those who had more journeys or their journeys were particularly hard understood Legend’s point of view. Time didn’t subscribe to the pessimistic way of thinking. He hasn’t for a long time. Although he could understand Legend’s dismay. Certainly when he was younger and defeating monsters twice his size as a child did he agree. It didn’t help that it was apparently his and Lullaby’s fault for the split in the timeline. 

He knows Keya would agree. Zena would too. Wind apparently disagreed firmly. “We are heroes. It is our responsibility to protect and defend the people of Hyrule.” 

“It is not a hero’s sole duty, Young Hero. Heroes are often not legendary either. Heroes are those who saw a problem and sought to fix it by their own volition. The Heroes of Courage were chosen for their unbreakable spirit but it is impossible to be unbreakable. You, Young Hero, chose to follow after Ganondorf. You continued to chose to protect the Great Sea. That was your decision to be a hero. Can you say the same for Hero of Time? Hero of Wilds? Perhaps even Hero of Worlds.” Thalia questioned gently. 

Wild frowns deeply, “Our spirit was made to be unbreakable.” 

“Is it so unbreakable? These are questions that have not been answered. I do not mean to say your actions aren’t heroic and beyond awe. I simply ask if an unbreakable object truly is unbreakable. All items deteriorate. Example, the weapons from your era, Wild Hero. With care they can be practically unbreakable but they still chip and break. If I am not mistaken, Keya has been on a variety of time-hopping adventures. More than he lets on. Perhaps he does not consider them multiplied due to how extended they were. At the end of the day that is a lot of emotional trauma let alone the physical scars it could have left.” 

“Are you insinuating Keya has been stuck in the past longer than he’s lived in the present?” Legend hisses. He was scowling. Thalia observes him carefully before she nods. “He is twenty-seven physically. But how many years has he lived? Time’s physical age does not represent his mental age. Nor does Wild’s. I would also guess Sky.” 

Aeyl sighs heavily. “Thalia, leave the questions alone. You’re not making yourself likable.”

“Must I be? It is not like I will frequent your journey.” 

“You’ve been in the wilds too long.” Aeyl muttered and walked up to his sister-in-law. “The heroes are a paranoid bunch. These questions are not meant for them. These are questions better directed at Hylia and the Trio. I understand your aversion to speak with them but they understand this better.” Thalia nodded her agreement yet still held distaste. 

Aeyl turns to the heroes, “As for the unbreakable spirit. No, it is not unbreakable. A soul breaks under extreme duress. Even gods can have their souls break. The process is often slow and the person is unaware of the process. Although with the Triforce of Courage it mends the wounds every time a hero is born. But you are heroes. You go through things no other soul will ever experience. In Keya and Wild’s cases the damage is more severe.”

“Did you figure something out, Dad?” Wild looked concerned. Aeyl grimaces. “I had Impa find me manuscripts and blues prints on the Shrine of Resurrection.”

Thalia sighs. “It is not simply a seal on the memories but the entire knowledge passed down through the bond of the spirit of the hero. Wild Hero, you defeat Calamity Ganon without the spirit of the hero present. It was you, as Link, defeating Ganon. Now that your journey has ended and you have returned to your family, those memories and the spirit is returning. As for Keya… I am unsure.” 

Thalia tilted her head thoughtfully. Wild shuddered, “I didn’t know… I just thought it was something I had to do because everyone told me as such. Because they saw the past me and I wanted to live up to their expectations.” 

“Indeed, but the more knowledge you gained did that deter you?” Thalia asked softly, eyes kind. Wild shook his head. “No it… it made me more determined to kill Ganon, to save Zelda. Save Hyrule.” 

“At heart, you are courageous. The spirit you hold will continue to mend. And maybe one day thousands of years in the future the heroes spirit may finally rest.” 

“What about Keya?” Legend growled. Thalia turned to Legend. “I do not know what Keya is. He has the heroes spirit, truly. There is something else though. Something entirely Keya. A godly quality not connected to his father.”

Zena appeared out of the shadows, “That would be because he is a god.”

Thalia raised an eyebrow at the shadow hero before a delighted smile settled onto her face. “A God of Shadows?” 

“Yes. Hylia tried to wrestle it free from him. She asked Nayru’s help. That is why he was catapulted through time unceremoniously. He will remember when he enters the Stream. As for his descendant’s, Flora from Wild’s era, will have a stronger time power than light.”

“Because once touched by time it will not let go so easily.” Thalia mumbled. Zena nodded. “As for his memories of his life from the times he remembers currently, they will return in full. Eventually anyways.” 

Aeyl should have realized. His son’s power was on par to his. With and without the secret stone. With and without the Triforce. The shadows always seemed to be Keya’s friend. He looked at peace in the shade of an oak tree. Then it hit him. Hylia tried to wrestle the spirit of a young god away from Keya. She tried to break a part of his soul in order to have the Heroes Spirit untainted. “This means the Heroes Spirit has a unique quality now.” He said awed as a smile grew on his face. Despite his awe anger simmered. It was dangerous to mess with souls. They were fragile. Hylia and even Nayru willingly trying to wrestle a newborn god from “tainting” the Heroes Spirit felt criminal. Aeyl’s children whether biological or spiritual were powerful to the point they could stand as gods. Each hero possessed that quality but obviously more went into being a god. Especially one by birth. Aeyl wondered which god died. Dahlia tilted her head confused and concerned. “A unique quality?” 

“Each hero after Keya will have unique time abilities and depending on the hero a shadow quality. Hylia in trying to “purify” the Heroes Spirit made Keya’s soul cling tightly to it. It fused so to speak. They are both unique because Keya’s soul can be reincarnated with or without the Heroes Spirit so he can continue to exist outside of the curse. He can continue to guide future heroes or be with Eiran in the Stream.” 

“Which means my ability to slow down time came from Keya?” Wild questions. Zena nods. “It did. And I know he’s acknowledged it but he hasn’t thought to think too hard on it.” 

“If he did then what?” Wind is the one who questions this time. All the heroes look equally curious. Zena smiles, “He’d awaken his true power early.” 

Dahlia smiled with awe. “Fascinating!” Time relaxed. His son was alright. But that brought a concerning question into his mind. “Pertaining to sealing Ganondorf for another 10,000 years, what will that do to him?” Thalia looked to Zena and then at Aeyl. “Do you wish to see?” She turns this question to the heroes. 

Time knows that this will become a double edged sword but he is concerned. Wild steps forward, “Yes.” His eyes are determined a fire held within them. “Wild… I don’t think that’s a good idea.” Twilight said warily. Wild looked at his predecessor. “I know but Keya has done a lot to protect me and Flora. Plus he helped assure Flora that it was never her fault her powers didn’t awaken in time. If nothing else I am thankful for that. But he is my brother and my predecessor. I want to know so that if nothing else I can hold his memory close when this journey is over.” 

Aeyl loves his sons so very much. All of his heroic children. He places a hand on Thalia’s shoulder, “Will it take long?”

“Eiran will show them during their slumber. It is the best way to pull a physical soul into the Stream.” 

“Anyone else?” He questions. All the heroes nod. Zena snorts, “Hero’s of Courage truly.” Dahlia smiles, “Link would do the same were it one of them.”

A anxious silence hangs over the heroes later that night. If Keya noticed he didn’t mention. “Goodnight guys! Sleep well. Wild you better sleep tonight. It’s not everyday we get the comforts of nice beds!” He joked. Wild snickered, “I dunno I might climb out the window and fall asleep in the gardens.” Keya laughs, “Twi keep an eye on him for me.” 

“I’ll make sure he doesn’t do anything reckless.” Keya smiled and turned to enter his bedroom. They could see Dahlia reading on the bed with a pair of glasses on. She wore a soft blue nightgown with white flowers sewn onto it. She looked up smiling and closed her book. Keya smiled with adoration on his face before the door closed behind him. 

Twilight smiled, “We know he’ll be happy when we’re done.” Wild nods in agreement. “If you’re trying to change my mind it won’t happen.”

“I wasn’t, Cub.” Wild hums and slips into the guest bedroom. Wild was thankful this guest room didn’t have canopy beds. It made him feel closed in. He preferred his bed with Zelda in his era. He sighs quietly to himself and sets his Sheikah Slate aside. It felt like missing a limb when it wasn’t nearby. He had used it several times over the course of his journey to escape bad situations and gather his sister and father for help. That is if he allowed himself to feel that vulnerable back then. 

If not he’d tough out his injuries with a hearty potion or fairy. He knows it’s a bad thing but he was dealing with a lot of survivor’s guilt and identity issues. Just thinking about it makes him feel bad. To take his mind off the thoughts in his head he opens the window and lays on the bed. He doesn’t pull the covers down to slip under because even if he’s in a safe place he still can’t sleep soundly unless Zelda or one of his brothers is at his side. Even if Twilight is sharing a room with him it’s not the same. 

Twilight lays his pelt over Wild and ignores the fond smile his protege gives him. He grabs the amulet around his neck and shifts into Wolfie. He jumps up on Wild’s bed and curls up at his side. “Are you sure you should be Wolfie now?” Wild asks. He snuffs and lays his head over Wild’s stomach. Wild snickers and runs his hand through Wolfie’s fur. It settles the hero more than words could. He falls asleep quickly after that to the sounds of the wild and the grounding weight of his dearest companion.

Chapter Text

The heroes wake within Eiran’s realm. Known better to entities and gods alike as the Time Stream or simply the Stream. Twilight is not in his wolf form even though he knows he fell asleep as Wolfie. He looks at his fellow heroes and a sense of foreboding has his jaw clenching to steel himself for the knowledge of what Keya does in the future. 

Eiran is a tall man. Perhaps as tall as Aeyl. His dark brown hair is pulled up behind his head. Despite this curls frame his face. He looks rather androgynous. Twilight supposes it works for a timeless entity. 

“Welcome to my realm, Heroes. I am Eiran. Entity of Time.” 

Legend sarcastically commented, “Like we didn’t know.” Eiran smiles amused. “It is always good manners to introduce oneself when first meeting. Now I understand you wished to see Keya’s future and what happened after he strengthened the seal on Ganondorf, yes?”

“That’s correct.” Time chimes in before any other hero gets them off track. Eiran nods. “Follow me. Do not mind the illusions. So long as you stay close you will not get lost.” 

The heroes follow close behind wary of the illusions around them. “This is the Chamber of Eternity. It is where I and many others take a glance into the future of mortals. Many are unimportant aside from a select few. The heroes are among the few. Regardless we are fallible.”

“Sure are.” Legend muttered. Eiran gave him a patient yet sad look. “I am well aware of the pain Hylia has caused you, Hero of Legends. Do not forget that once you die, Hylia has no sway over your soul. You may join the souls of your brothers in watching over the next hero in the line. Knowledge is infinite in the afterlife, heroes.” 

Wild starts forward before winces and shies away. “Speak your mind, Wildling.” Eiran smiled kindly at him. Wild asks almost too quiet, “So I’ll know what happened before I died?”

“Wildling, you died briefly before your heart started beating again. Your heart pumped so your blood flowed. Your lungs expanded and contracted. Your body survived. Your soul suffered. It is not dissimilar to death what you experienced, Wildling. But it was not death in its true form. Death herself is much kinder than most give her credit for. She waited far longer to touch you because Keya stopped her.”

“Keya… what?” Wild blinked surprised. Eiran turns to the scrying eye at the center of the room. “Would you be willing to see your death from his eyes, Wildling? Will all of you?” 

“I’d like to know what he saw.” Wild said probably too fast. Eiran nodded and looked with ancient eyes at the other heroes. They nodded warily but agreed to it nonetheless. The room shifted around them. Sand seamed to swirl around them before morphing into a raining grassy plains. 

Wild was seeing his death again. This would be the second time. It’s odd that it’s happened twice. This time though he saw Keya and a woman. The woman wore a black dress. Her skin was pale white like snow. Her eyes were an icy shade of blue with white eyelashes. Her hair was also pure white. She looked deathly. Wild assumed she was Death. 

Keya placed a hand on her shoulder stopping the ancient being from touching Wild no Link’s forehead. “Wait.” 

“His heart stopped.” 

“I know. Please… wait.” Death paused and examined Keya with fierce scrutiny. “It is unbecoming of a new god to tell me what to do. You walk a fine line, Vesper.” Keya smiled weakly, “Please. Just a few seconds.” Death sighed heavily. “Very well. But I will tell the Universe if you are wrong.” 

“I know. I will take the punishment if I’m wrong. But I know I’m not wrong.”

“You better not, Vesper. New gods get harsh punishments by the Universe.” The seconds ticked by until Fi chimed alerting Princess Zelda. “H-he can be saved?” Keya smiled at Death who tilted her head thoughtfully. “Ah… I understand now. That wretched shrine the Sheikah created.” Death said looking deeply displeased. “I had my own problems with the shrine, Death. Link will too.” 

“You are very lucky he lives, Vesper.”

“I know. And could you not mention this to Mother?” 

“You know Kana will be displeased that you stepped in risking your godhood to protect a mortal.” 

“Death, not just any mortal. My brother, Wild. The one I’ve told you of.” 

“And you didn’t think to mention that before?” Death questioned aghast.

“You’re death! I thought you knew!” Keya waved his arms around eyes wide. Death whacked him upside the head with the wood part of her scythe. “You foolish boy!” Keya winced before he turned back to the scene and gasped. “Oh… Dad… I’m sorry.” He reached to touch Aeyl but Death grabbed his hand. Keya blinked away tears and muttered, “I don’t regret going beneath the castle… but I wish… I could have been his son for longer.”

Death sighed and pulled him into her arms. “You sweet yet foolish boy. You can still visit him.”

“But he doesn’t know.”

“Why subject yourself to this torture? He will love you wether god or spirit. He loves all of his children and they have nothing but good things to say of him. And yet here you are watching with yearning to reach out. Reach out. You are immortal, Vesper.” Keya gave a keening noise and Death cradled him closer. “You can feel him can’t you. The Wild one’s spirit.” 

“I never knew the pain he went through. I never felt how broken his soul was. It’s like… porcelain shattered on the floor.”

“Then let us pick up the pieces. Let your connection to the Heroes Spirit guide your hand and mend his broken pieces. Hold him within your hands and cradle the shards even as you bleed. That is what being Death is. That is what I did for you. What I did for each hero. Let us do it together. Bear the burden of repairing the broken spirit.” 

Keya couldn’t keep his tears at bay. They shimmered with golden light. Death crooned, “Cry, you have been strong. Let the tears wash the pain away.”

Wild reached for Twilight. The rancher gripped Wild’s hand firmly. Time looked distraught staring at his son and how much he desired his family. Eiran stopped the vision letting the heroes rest. He could tell the heroes spirit ached seeing one of their own in pain. He was intrigued by how intense the feeling was. Death would know more. She understood souls and spirits better than he did. 

“I apologize I should have stopped it sooner.” Eiran spoke sincerely. Legend didn’t snark but he did grit out, “And what happened when Keya went below Hyrule Castle?” 

“It is… grim.”

“More grim than seeing our brother in pain as a god? Is Zena no longer with him?”

“Not in the same way he is currently. Zena’s spirit has returned to the Heroes Spirit. It is no longer tainted by dark magic so it can return and heal the part that was missing. His soul however is apart of Keya. It is difficult to explain in words you might understand. But I will try. Before Zena became Zena he was Dark Link. A dark manifestation of the Hero. He was the darkness of the Heroes Spirit. The desires, the sadness and grief, the rage, and the betrayal. He had no soul. His only purpose was fighting and pain. He could not live as the Heroes. He envied the heroes even if he did not know envy at the time. When Keya came along he offered to help him. The shadow within the forest during the Trial of Twilight. The more Keya went through the Trials of Past Heroes slowly but surely he created a soul for the manifestation. A being it could inhabit and live within.” 

Wild blinked, “He went through Trials?” 

“Since he was a young boy. The people of his era were not kind to him. Well those in positions of power. King Elroy for example.” 

Legend’s face could not twist even further into a scowl than it currently was. Eiran rested a hand on his shoulder, “Let me continue before you ask, Hero.” Legend huffed and crossed his arms. He raised his eyebrow expectantly. “When Keya defeated the monster at the Shadow Temple he awoke the soul that Zena now possesses. Zena started to emulate Keya and eventually through interactions with others he became more humanistic. The Zena you know now will not reincarnate due to his agreement with Keya. Just as Keya dies so too will Zena. They will be together as God and Advisor. Yes, Keya has Zena but there is a level of separation when there wasn’t before. To know someone so intimately and to no longer have that is a jarring feeling. But I know with time they will return to know each other better then before.”

Time breathed a little easier hearing Eiran’s explanation. “And will he be able to see some of us and be with some of us?”

“Yes. I will not show you because things are said that are of sensitive information. Information you do not give freely as of current. However back to Keya’s descent to the Sealing Chamber.” Once again the room swirled and this time is was incredibly dark except for the torch Keya held aloft. He carried no weapons, nor secret stone. Keya lifted his head and the heroes could see how old he was now. It was soothing to see he had lived a life. Time would have liked he lived longer. 

Zena appeared from nowhere. Keya smiled at the shadow. “Will you argue again?” 

“You’re already underneath, My King. There is no point in arguing again. I told you and swore all that I am and all that I will become to stand by your side. I still think it’s idiotic. You could live to die normally.” 

“I’m aware. I had decided this was my death since Ganondorf killed Sonia.” 

“So young to make such a decision.” Zena shook his head. “So young.” Keya scoffs. Zena softens, “Perhaps it was after Zelda became a dragon and you returned to your era. The decision to sacrifice yourself as she had.” 

“That makes it worse.” Keya muttered. Zena watched Keya carefully as he stepped into the room depicting the history of the Imprisoning War. Keya stood before the depiction of the Demon King with grief. “I knew I could not save him… I knew that no matter what I did… the curse would take its hold and I’d watch my best friend fall into darkness. Yet I tried so hard, so desperately to save him. To give him a reason to hold onto the light. I wanted to be enough…”

“You are, My King.” Zena said quietly. Keya gave a sad smile, “I don’t think Papa will be pleased when he sees me in the afterlife. That is if brother soothed his soul.” 

“He is resting. Brother will take a little longer. We have to wait until the little Wildling.” Keya smiled with much more enthusiasm this time. His eyes crinkled at the corners. Laugh lines present on his face. He was aged and wise. White hair thinner and less curled then as a young adult. There was a bit more fat on his body. He has a softer face yet he also had built muscle. He was broader than as a young adult. There was also a greying beard on his face. “I won’t be prepared for Wildling’s death. She… sister spoke of his death with heartbreak.”

“You’re hesitating.” Zena realized. Keya gave a grim look before turning to the doorway leading to the chamber holding Ganondorf. “Wouldn’t you? Staring death and its prospects in the face?”

“I guess that’s what makes us different, My King. A death is a new beginning for me. But it is an endless cycle for you.” Keya snorted and forged ahead. “Wouldn’t it be ironic to pray to Hylia right now?” 

“Well, she never heard your prays so what will it do now?” Zena questioned. Keya quietly chuckles, “Fair point.” He pauses before the body of the Demon King. “My how the tables have turned, old friend. It’s Jizeru. But you would know me anywhere. I’m sorry. And Rauru I know you’re deeply displeased to see me here.” Zena disappears into Keya’s shadow for the last time and Keya steps up to the seal. “I know Wildling will handle you. And I will be at his side to do so.”

Without saying anything else he infuses his magic into the seal. His arm throbs with pain from decades long past. His mind screams with memories from eras long forgotten, then everything stills. A gentle hand rests on his shoulder soothing the pain. “You are by far the worst hero I have had to sooth in death.” The woman herself, Death, says with sad eyes. “Sorry for that, Death.” The ancient entity shakes her head. “The Universe wants to speak with you. Your friend is waiting for you as well.”

“Okay?” Death shakes her head rolling her eyes fondly. “Heroes. The others are waiting for you too.” 

“Oh no.” He at least looked sheepish. Death grinned with mirth, “Oh no is right.” Keya rubbed his forehead. “Oh Legend is so pissed. After all I explained during our journey together. Is Wind with them?”

“Yes. He’s much older.”

“Figured. When did he die?”

“He was sixty-seven. Died to a kraken. Took it out with his own ship. Went down cackling like a madman.”

“Sounds like him alright. Is… Twilight with them?”

“He is. But I let him go back and forth. He is still needed. Besides, he will cause the least problems time wise as a wolf.” Keya winced, “It isn’t my fault Nayru sent me careening through time.”

“It is Hylia’s fault actually. But that is something the universe will explain.” Keya blinked before he groaned. “Of all the goddesses it had to be Hylia! Oh Legend is going to hate this.” 

“He does.” Death promised. 

Everything shifted once more. The heroes had questions but they assumed it could wait. This time Keya was with them in the afterlife. Legend was shaking him by his shoulders yelling. 

“Of all the stupid, reckless, downright idiotic things you could do! You chose to go below the castle and repair the seal? YOU BUFOON!” Legend also looked incredibly sad. Time is giving him the disappointed dad look that he’s perfected. “For one, that look doesn’t work on me. For second, the universe actually said my sacrifice was not in vain so I am settled with that.”

“It doesn’t matter!” Hyrule yelled chipping in. His eyes wide and sad. “You should have gotten to see your kids grow up!”

“I was forty-two. My children were twenty-one, nineteen, fifteen, and thirteen. I know I could have waited longer but there was a specific time. It’s hard to explain.” Time sighed pinching the bridge of his nose. Warriors smacked the hero upside the head, “Foolish. You are a hero.”

“And a sage.” Keya reminded rolling his eyes. Four shrugged, “He has a point. I’ve been watching the seal while you all focused on his life. He’s right. It was going to break within fifteen days.”

“Fifteen… HOW THE FUCK DO YOU KNOW THAT?” Legend looked violently pissed off. Four gives him a long stare waiting for the hero to calm down. Legend grit his teeth and waited. “Just like you cleansed the Temple of Four Sword, Rauru’s seal was being corrupted. Too much exposure to dark magic will break a seal no matter the strength. Cleansing the seal with light, which is what Keya did, repairs it for a lengthened time. It is not a 100% fix but it gives Hyrule more time.”

“We know Wild faces Calamity Ganon. Why not break the seal and defeat Ganondorf immediately?”

“Do you really think I am the hero capable of defeating him? With how much I cared for him? Oh and, CALAMITY GANON IS APART OF GANONDORF!” Keya shouted the last bit. The others grimaced. Keya pinched the bridge of his nose before he realized his arm was no longer the prosthetic he had for the majority of his life. His expression sours further. 

“You fought him in the Imprisoning War.” Legend hissed. Keya sighed but smiled. “I wove in and out of attacks for the others. I protected the others while they fought Ganondorf. It’s cowardly of me sure but my focus was keeping my friends and family alive. I could not save Ganondorf and I knew I could not defeat him. I am a coward in that regard.”

“It’s not cowardly to acknowledge one’s strengths and weaknesses. You knew the best course of action would be protecting those you loved. The sages lived on. You did your job. You shadowed them.” Time says. He had softened his disappointment. Warriors sighed and ruffled the heroes hair. He smiled at Keya, “You knew you’d be compromised facing Ganondorf so you focused your attention on blocking his attacks towards the sages and the king.” 

Four watches them for a few before he asks, “How did you know his seal was going to break.” 

“Rauru thought I’d be the Link to defeat Ganondorf. Our adventure to the Imprisoning War would not be remembered. He knew I was a hero. But I knew that it was not my job. If it came down to it I would have defeated Ganondorf and pushed aside everything to sacrifice my body to defeat Ganondorf but… when I felt the seal weakening I started making plans. Also to answer your question, I’m a researcher at heart. I am endlessly curious of the world and how it works. I was examining the power intake for the Sheikah and noticed a spike. It reminded me that yes indeed Ganondorf was below the castle. So I worked towards tying up all loose ends regarding the Sheikah. I could not be there to push them back so I gave them an ultimatum. I could have done things differently to help Wild. I know that but he slipped my mind when I realized at forty I was weaker physically than I had been at twenty-seven.” 

Keya grimaces. “If he awakened I’d have to grab Fi. I’d have to train more and I couldn’t take the chance that I could endure the Demon King. I was getting old. Sure I was physically exceptional for a forty year old. I was stronger then most Hylians but I was still aging. Phantom pains became stronger and my muscles weakened. I had been a father and king for so long that heroics had come last in my list of duties.”

Time placed a hand on Keya’s shoulder. “I realize now you thought of protecting everyone in Hyrule. You couldn’t take the chance that you would die to Ganondorf and leave Hyrule unprotected. There was no way of knowing if Torin could wield the Master Sword. Which reminds me, what happened to Hespera?”

“Ah. I gifted her to Torin. What he does with Hespera in the future is up to his discretion. She is a powerful blade but she knows who to allow to wield her. She will not be used improperly. I uh also didn’t want to saddle Torin with defeating Ganondorf if I died. And I didn’t know if the sages could be awakened in my era. There was simply too many possibilities that I couldn’t account for which would leave unnecessary casualties. And I knew Wild would come after me and face Calamity Ganon. I don’t know if the seal will hold until another hero arrives but if it doesn’t I know he can handle it.”

Twilight then appeared. He shakes off the lingering effects of shifting back into a Hylian and envelops Keya in a hug. “I’ve missed you Kit.” 

“Oh…” Keya looks stunned. Twilight laughs and ruffles Keya’s hair. “Don’t give me that look, Kit. We’re all aware of how I died and how our time hopping hero was with me. Thank you, for not leaving me alone.”

Keya tears up. Twilight smiles softly, “Thank you for making sure my body got back to my family. For making sure I didn’t become apart of the aimless spirits.”

“Why would I leave you to experience that? When I knew what happened to Dad. You didn’t deserve that and neither did he.” Twilight turns to the other heroes. “Enough berating our brother. We need to wait for Cub.” Wind grinned wildly, “Yes! It’s been sooooo long!” Hyrule nodded. “I miss exploring with him.” 

Legend grumbled, “And getting lost.” Hyrule rolled his eyes. Warriors shared a look with Twilight who huffed and shook his head. Warriors snickered. 

Sky walked beside Keya as the others got farther ahead of them. “I never expected you would have traveled so much.” 

“My Hyrule is vast.” Keya smiled. Sky shook his head. “Time travel.” Keya’s smile dropped and he looked at Sky seriously, “Did you tell them?”

“No. But you should.” Keya sighed and smiled sadly, “I hope you don’t hate me.

“Of course not.” Sky responded before the words actually registered. He looked to Keya confused. Keya patted his shoulder and caught up with the heroes. 

“What does Keya mean by that?” Sky questioned Eiran. “Something you will discover after you die, Hero.” 

“Wildly unhelpful.” Legend deadpanned. Eiran smiled, “I understand you would like to know but some things must be kept quiet. Until the right time that is.” Wild shook out of his thoughts and asked, “Those Trials. What were they based on?”

“Trials representing the journeys of the past heroes. No one in his era remembers them because of the merge. But before everything there were trials he completed as a young boy. Trial of Twilight within Faron Woods. Trial of Time in Gerudo Desert. Trial of Legend atop Mount Lanaryu. Trial of Swords around Death Mountain. Trial of Sky in Tabantha. Trial of Wind in Necluda. Trial of Power in Central Hyrule.” 

“Why would he have to do that?” Wild asked. Eiran turned to the scrying eye. “Hylia is not as innocent in his story. Unlike other heroes he was born with the power of a god. Hylia did not like this but he was the only child of Aeyl since Harika died.”

“Why is it always Aeyl’s kids?” Time questions. “Aeyl’s children created the Heroes Spirit. It is to my knowledge the best way for the spirit to come back into Hyrule. The host must be strong. The Heroes Spirit has been gaining strength since Sky’s time in order to face Ganon again and again. If the host is not strong then they will perish young. Aeyl doesn’t name his son’s Link. They have always been a different name in his mind. Lana though was on purpose. Kana remembered the wise prophet and wished her daughter be wise like said prophet. They actually named Link, Farrell.” 

“Then why…” Wild tilted his head. The heroes were startled to see someone in the corner of the room. Eiran sighed heavily, “Hylia. Why do you interrupt me?” The goddess was beautiful. Hair as gold as sunshine. It was braided down her back and tied with a blue ribbon. She wore a white dress with gold accents as well as brown sandals. The entity turned to the goddess with a neutral expression. “You show them too much of his life.”

“And that is a bad thing, why?” Eiran questioned. “Vesper watched Link after he died. He mustn’t know his future.” Wild suddenly felt angry. He stepped in front of his brothers and asked fiercely, “Because I go on a second journey? Because I face Ganondorf? Because Hyrule is threatened once more? I gave my life to save Hyrule. I lost my memories for Hyrule. I gave my blood, sweat, and tears at your shrines to regain my strength. I risked my life time and time again at the altar of the Master Sword. Everyone told me I was the hero, that I pulled the Master Sword at seven years old.”

“I understand you are angry, Link-“

“No, don’t ‘Link’ me.” Wild sneers. Time places a hand on Wild’s shoulder. He squeezes letting the hero know he has his support. Legend puts himself in front of Wild and stares at the woman who should be his mother. “Link.”

“Did you ever try to warn me and Zelda?”

“It wasn’t my place.”

“Your place? You are the Goddess who protects the Triforce! It is your place! Your place was warning your children who would face these dangers alone! Your place was not leaving a child to free his sister! Your place wasn’t to let another child face Ganondorf and die to him!” 

Eiran pinches the bridge of his nose. “I am the Entity of Time I decide whether or not the heroes should know their futures. As for their grievances against you, Hylia, that is between you and them. You are in my realm, Hylia. Leave before I force you to.” She raises an eyebrow at Eiran. “I am not omnipotent and neither are you, Eiran.” 

“No, we are not. But you certainly use the scrying eye enough to be aware of the possible dangers the heroes would face. Hylia, I do not hold ill will towards you. We have been amicable deity’s since time immemorial. However, my nephew’s do not like you. They do not favor you. They have been hurt directly by you. Keya’s soul is godly in nature. That is a fact.”

“He should not be. It is dangerous for the spirit.”

“Dangerous? What is dangerous is allowing your beloved Farosh to die at the hands of Demise.”

“He did not die.” Hylia hissed. 

Eiran scowls and slams his hand down on the desk holding the scrying eye up. The room shifts violently. The heroes step back wary of the fury on Eiran’s face. 

They watch as the room changes to an overview of a battlefield. The First Hero, Link, wields a powerful blade. He is well trained and fighting well. Aeyl is nearby his markings glow brightly as does his sword, Hestia. 

The battlefield is chaos. In the midst of the chaos is a woman with a golden harp using light magic to kill the enemies coming for her. This woman is none other then Hylia. She looks different than she does in the current time. 

There was a loud explosion nearby. Demise in all his evil glory smirks at Hylia’s fearful face. “Hello, dear.”

“You’re behind all of this?” 

“The chaos? Of course. I am the dark side of the humans you love so. All of them.” There was a knowing glint in his eyes. Hylia flinches and gasps when Link steps in front of her. His blue eyes are carefully blank. 

Aeyl smacks down from a nearby rock. His feet leave small craters from the strength of his fall. “Brother.” Aeyl says indifferent. Demise narrows his eyes at Aeyl before commenting, “You’re a loyal dog, aren’t you. Son of Courage and all.”

“I am not Farore’s son. I am the Fierce Deity, born of the Wilds. You are chaos, I am power.” Demise smiles sardonically. “And you aren’t also chaos?” 

“War, power, it is naturally chaotic. It does not mean I revel in it like you have, Brother. I do not see why you would watch humans needlessly suffer.”

“So you care for them?”

“I am indifferent to humans, Demise. I am not, however, indifferent to their pain and misery.” 

“Hmm.” Demise narrows his eyes before a smirk comes across his face. “Indifferent. I see.” Aeyl watches Demise carefully his grip on Hestia tightening. Link startles when Demise pulls him into his arms. “Only indifferent to humans you do not care for.” Demise cackles as his figure fades into black and red with a squirming Link. Aeyl’s face hardens. He turns away and yells as he throws Hestia through a crowd of fleeing Bokoblins. Hylia flinches at the sound and turns to him. “Aeyl… Farosh, he’s…”

“Demise will put him through the worst possible torture. He will find a way to break his spirit unless we get to him.” Aeyl says firmly recalling Hestia. Adal and Layla run up finally managing to reach them. “What happened? Was that Little Brother?” Layla asked eyes uncertain. “It was. He took Link.” 

Adal’s anger boils. Fire erupts below him and Layla yelps as the fire licks her skin. She flings snow at him and watches as it steams immediately off his skin. Aeyl is the only one who doesn’t get harmed by the fire. He sets a hand on Adal’s shoulder. “Do not let your anger blind you. We must search for him and ensure Demise’s downfall.” 

“Are you certain we can defeat him?” Hylia questioned. Aeyl looks down at her, “Do you have faith in Link?”

“Without a doubt.”

“Then we will defeat him.”

The war to defeat Demise is long and arduous. Most days Aeyl spends as a comfort for Hylia. The goddess mourns Link even if he is not yet dead. That would change shortly. 

Eldin is sweltering. Adal and Aeyl lead the human forces as well as deified warriors under Adal and Aeyl’s command. Aeyl reaches Link first. The man is beaten, broken, and bruised. There is a haunted look in his eyes. Aeyl frees him and reaches to pick Link up but pauses when he flinches. Link’s face screws up in pain but he doesn’t make a sound. Aeyl grits his teeth and reaches out once more. This time Link holds himself still eyes closing. When no pain came the man opens his eyes and finally sees Aeyl. He is relieved to see the god. 

“He wants… to kill… Hylia.” Link grunts out. Aeyl hums and picks the hero up. “I will make sure she is safe but we need to get you to Layla. She worries.”

“You didn’t?” Link smiles faintly. Aeyl’s eyes soften just slightly. “Would it make you feel better if I said yes?”

“Very.” Aeyl’s lip quirks up in amusement. “I was worried. You are but a mortal man. I do not know the limits of man for I am a deity.”

“Ain’t no… mortal man.” Link hisses. Aeyl’s brow rises in curiosity. “Hylia’s sword and shield. Her Chosen Hero.” 

“Tch,” Aeyl tuts annoyed. Link frowns but doesn’t comment. That is when Demise appears. Link sneers. “You finally arrived, Brother.” Demise grins at Aeyl. The deity doesn’t take his eyes off Demise as he sets Link down. The hero grunts and holds onto a pillar with bloodied hands. His legs wobble but he manages to keep himself upright. 

Hestia appears in Aeyl’s hands. “You are correct in that I care for Link. But I also care for Hestia and my wife. Both are mortal. Both human.” 

“Hestia is a demi-god, she does not count.” Demise laughs. Aeyl does not look amused. “Oh well I’m bored.” Demise throws out dark energy and disappears. Aeyl shields Link blocking the attacks. Adal finally makes it to them. His whips curl around his forearms like dragons curling around marble pillars. “You live, hero.”

“Adal.” Link greets before his legs give out. Adal reaches out and holds the hero up. Link rests his head on Adal’s chest panting. “Poisoned me.” 

Aeyl gives an alarmed noise and reaches for the hero. Both deities rush Link to safe lands. Layla heals him best she can. “Now it is a waiting game.” She tells them after coming out of the tent. Aeyl hates the wait. It reminds him of his wife laying sick on their bed. Sick and frail. Aeyl is not Layla. He cannot heal unless the person is of his blood or blessed with his powers. 

In the end it is not the poison that kills him but the hero himself. Hylia weeps over his body. Aeyl cannot bring himself to look until the still warm blood cools. He steels himself and touches the blood. He sees Link’s battle with himself and his pain. In the end the pain was too great. Aeyl does not begrudge the man. He too has known pain beyond repair but he is a god and it is easy to conceal and then forget. 

The next battle against Demise sees Aeyl trapped within a mask to stew in his anger and grief. Hylia seeing no other option sends the people she cares for Skyward. She decides Aeyl’s bloodline will care her Hero’s spirit. Link looks at Hylia from the afterlife with disbelief and mild anger. Underneath all of that he is sad. Death pats his arm, “Do not worry, Link.” 

“I was Aeyl’s dear friend. Not his son. Why should Aeyl’s children suffer as I had? Demise is sealed.”

“He is not dead. The seal will weaken.”

“It will sense my spirit and come back to torment them. It is not wise to let mortal men become canon fodder for her war.” 

Death nods and hums. “She is human at heart. Most gods are. You are not at fault. Nor will they be.” The first hero has to nod but his belief in Hylia has been shattered. He asks Death a favor. “Make me, my soul into the spirit of the hero. I do not wish to reincarnate but it is better that I am them.” Death tilts her head curious. “So in a sense you want be to destroy your soul and your essence will become the driving force of the spirit?” 

“Yes.”

“How odd. Do you have that high of faith in Hylia?”

“No. I have faith in the spirit. In my friends. I would like to fight by their side one day.” 

“This means you will never be with Hylia.”

“I know.” Link smiles at Death. Death sighs. “When they find out about your sacrifice they will rage.”

“They’ll be sad. Not angry. I know my friends.” 

Eiran stares at Hylia. “I helped Death destroy his soul. We nurtured the spirit of the hero and we let you dictate the terms of service. The soul of your hero is dead.”

“How could you! He was grieving!”

“So you’re saying he wasn’t in his right mind?” 

“Of course!” 

Eiran looks disappointed in her. Even the heroes understand Link while grieving was assured in his decision. Perhaps that is because a part of him lingers within each one of them. Perhaps that is why they feel so strongly for one another. “He was tortured by Demise…” Wild mutters horrified. Eiran nods. His expression soft and sad. “I was not friends with him until after he died. I did not befriend Aeyl until he was freed from his mask. I befriended Layla shortly before she became Lana and Adal is a close friend of mine. He travels the world helping wherever he can.” 

Four questions, “So he’s apart of us? Link I mean.” 

Eiran nods. “Indeed.” Legend makes a weird face before he shakes his head. Warriors grimaces, “That’s weird.”

“Weirder than a curse on our spirit?” Twilight jokes. Warriors snorts, “No, I guess not.” 

Eiran looks back at Hylia. “And while they’re here, Ganondorf will awaken in Wild’s era once more.” 

Hylia frowns deeply. “How so? His seal is strong.”

“He sensed Zelda.” Hylia closes her eyes and looks faintly sick. “And Vesper?” 

“Will be with Wild. As Twilight had been with Wild.” The goddess nodded. “How soon?”

“Well they have another hero to pick up before then.”

“Another? I could have sworn there was no other hero.” Eiran smiles slightly, “Should I remind you  slumbering for 100 years changes time indefinitely?” 

“Of course! How could I be so stupid!” Hylia rubs her temple before turning to the heroes. “Farrell, I ask when you see Rhoam again, that you don’t spear him.” Wild sniffed distastefully. He crossed his arms over his chest, “I will make no such promises.” Hylia at least looked amused. There was a faintly wistful look in her eyes before she sighed. “Find Aeyl first in that era. I’ll be visiting him shortly.” 

Hylia meets Legend’s eyes and she sighs. Legend raises an eyebrow scorn written plainly on his face. Hylia shook her head and walked away. Eiran pinched the bridge of his nose and hissed through his teeth, “How hard is it for someone to comfort their child?” Time answered him, “Some parents don’t know their children because they’ve put expectations on them. Others find it as easy as breathing even if it pains them to see their children in pain. They may not have the words but at least they are there when their kids need them.” 

Eiran relaxes and smiles pleasantly at the heroes. “Wild I apologize. You have a second journey coming. Ganondorf will awaken and the seal will be broken. Keya will help you on your journey as a ghost so to speak. I imagine the other heroes will join you. It is dangerous to travel alone in a single Hyrule with this entity running about. Least of all a Hyrule plagued by the Demon King.” Wild groaned. “Can’t have shit in Hyrule.” 

Twilight deadpanned, “Cub, this is Ganondorf we’re talking about.”

Wild smirked, “I got this! I have no emotional connection to Ganondorf so killing him will be easy.” Eiran was mildly impressed by Wild’s ability to shrug off the knowledge of a second journey. “Do any of you have questions pertaining to Keya?” 

“Why the name Vesper?” Four asks. The heroes seem to realize he was called Vesper by Death. 

“His actual name. Aside from Link.” Eiran smiled. Time hummed. He wonders why Keya chose the name Keya instead of Vesper. 

Eiran tilts his head. “Time for you all to wake up.” 

~~~

Keya smiles amused as he sees the heroes trudge into the dining room. “It seems you’ve woke on the wrong side of the bed.” Legend grumbles. Hyrule smiles at Keya, “Good Morning.”

“Mornin’ Rulie.” Keya’s eyes crinkle as he smiles. Twilight essentially drags in a dead to the world, Wild. “Hi guys… Wildling? You alright?” 

“Saw my death again. Not fun.” 

Keya winces. Wild grunts and headbutts Keya’s chest like a dog would. Keya snickers, “Learned too much from Wolfie huh?” 

“And you didn’t?” Wild whines as Twilight pulls away so he can prepare himself breakfast. “Uncle Wild is funny!” Princess Zelda giggles. Prince Torin nods animated. Dahlia teases Wild, “Wild you have a bed head.” 

Wild yelps and rushes to a mirror to fix his hair. Keya gives his wife a playful glare. He goes to help Wild fix his hair. Twilight sits nearby. He had prepared two plates. One of them would be Wild’s when he was finished fussing. “Sorry.” Dahlia giggles. Twilight shakes his head. “He has a lot of hair that he keeps track of. Wars, gives him advice and Wild takes it to heart.”

“Wild won’t be too upset?” 

“Nah, his Zelda teases him the same way.”

“I wanted to ask. Of all the heroes who all is in relationship with their Zelda?” Dahlia questions. She wipes Torin’s cheek with a napkin. Twilight smiles to himself. It reminded him of Uli. “Wild is dating Flora. Warriors is engaged to Artemis and Sky is dating Sun. Keya is the only one married aside from Time.” 

“What about yourself?” Dahlia smiles at Twilight. “I had someone. On my journey. I’m close with Dusk but I couldn’t be a soldier or whatever she wanted. I love the ranch. That’s my place.” 

“All of Aeyl’s son’s love the farm. Time works on a farm and you can’t tell me Hero of Time isn’t Aeyl’s son. You are Kana’s son therefore Aeyl’s son. Keya may have grown up in Kakariko but he was always in the field. Wild is well wild. He is at peace among the wilds. I have seen the calm he feels in the gardens. It is a lot like Keya.” Twilight tilts his head to look over at Keya. The hero is laughing as he helps braid Wild’s long hair. “Stop squirming! Your hair is so thick, my goddess. Wild!” 

“You’re tugging too hard!” Wild whines. “Oh wah wah, baby scalp.” 

Twilight’s lip quirks up. “I’ve noticed Keya understands Wild better than I do. Perhaps that’s because Keya knows things I don’t but it still seems odd.” Dahlia hummed. Princess Zelda commented, “Dad tells stories of being in an era where calamity took over the world. Says the wind sounded sad.” 

Twilight glances over at Keya trying to understand the hero. He’s far more complex than any hero before or after him. Twilight wonders what memories of past, present, and future were locked away by the shrine. He wonders what Zena keeps hidden to protect Keya. 

Time enters with Aeyl. The Hero of Time looks exhausted. Aeyl places a hand on the base of Time’s neck, “Get some food in ya Sprite.” Time hums and makes his way to the buffet. Aeyl sits near his grandkids. Zelda climbs into her grandfather’s lap. Torin pouts and whines, “Papa up?”

Aeyl chuckles and lifts Torin up and into his lap. The young prince seems happy now. Dahlia giggles, “Aeyl is great with kids, huh?” Twilight nods, “He raised wonderful sons and pampers his grandkids. A good husband, father, and friend. I am honored to fight by his side.”

“Charmer.” Aeyl smirks. Twilight rolled his eyes and picked up his fork to eat. The dining room gets filled with chatter as heroes talk and eat. Teasing and light chaos occurs but Aeyl and Time keep the worst chaos to a minimum. Neither man wanted a food fight to be engaged. They’ve had some close calls before when Legend teased Wild about his Gerudo Vai outfit. 

The relative peace is cut by Keya. “Should I ask what uncle showed you all?” 

Aeyl smiled, “No.” Keya hums and looks across the heroes with a calculating gaze. Aeyl is aware of just how similar they are in that moment. “I won’t look a gift horse in the mouth then.” 

“And what does that mean?” Wind questions. Keya chuckles, “It means you won’t criticize a gift when it is presented to you, even if you don’t like it. Like the present I received from Dad two years ago!” Aeyl groans, “I was trying my hand at knitting. It did not go well and Keya laughed in my face.”

“Aw dad, I thought it was wonderfully thoughtful. You should still continue. You’ll improve. Perhaps make your goats little scarves! Oh the horses would love leg warmers on chilly nights.” Keya cheekily pulled a well worn scarf out of his inventory. It was a ratty thing with tight knots in some places and uneven and loose knots in others. It was well loved though. Faded from use. Keya looked so proud of it. 

Aeyl smiles and there is a wistful look to his face. Impa who had been silently eating with them pauses eating to comment, “I saw Lady Harika making a scarf during her pregnancy. I think this was that scarf.” 

Keya blinks and looks down at the scarf with new eyes. Aeyl smiles sadly, “Harika wanted it to be special. She chose the colors of Farosh. Wanted our baby to be as courageous as the dragon. She wanted them to be swaddled in a blanket but it turned more into a scarf. She was very poor at it but she kept trying. She would spend hours unraveling and redoing knots. Everytime I looked over she’d have a new section done. It wasn’t finished when we had you. And then shortly after the Yiga took her. And I ran into danger to get her back. I made sure it was among your clothes when I handed you off to Impa.” 

Keya stares forlorn at the scarf. He presses it to his head and his shoulders shake minutely. Zelda climbs into her father’s lap from Aeyl’s lap. “Dad, don’t be sad. Mama would want you to be happy!”

Keya lifts his head to smile at his daughter. Tears fall down his face, “I’m sad because I barely knew her. And this is one thing I have from her. Imagine if you never knew Mom?”

Zelda frowns. “Dad would tell me stories.”

“But it isn’t the same as having her with you, hmm?” Zelda nods understanding. Keya hugs his daughter and kisses the top of her head. 

The rest of breakfast is somber. Not completely depressing but quiet and subdued. Keya left first looking like a man on a mission. Aeyl followed after his son to make sure he’d be alright. Dahlia decided to introduce the heroes to the recorded history of the Royal Family. Wild had asked her about it when they first came to Keya’s era. They settled into the library at a large table. 

Twilight was staring at the ceiling not interested in the known history of Keya’s era. Wild however was taking notes. He had books and research papers spread out around him. Legend seemed mildly interested but he was more so focused on sending crumbled paper balls at Warriors head. 

“Many date the beginning of calamity to the beginning of the Royal Family.” Dahlia told them. A blue screen displayed the history beside her. Princess Zelda and Prince Torin were playing with their Great Aunt, Thalia. Wind was also with them quietly telling stories of the Great Sea.

“Well correlation, not causation.” Legend added. 

“Indeed.” Dahlia nodded at Legend and swiped right on the tablet in her hands. A new slide appeared. Wild was almost frothing at the mouth. “Flora is going to be so mad I saw this and she didn’t.” He muttered taking notes in a rushed manner. Thalia chuckles. Time glances at the ancient entity. “She can blame Hylia for wrestling a godling’s spirit leading to her stronger time powers.” 

“Yeah I was going to mention that. We dunk on Hylia all the time. Makes light of the whole children fighting a war for the gods.” Wild shrugged and looked down at his notes. He grimaced slightly at the mess but didn’t move to fix it.

“Yes, you are known for your dark sense of humor, Wildling.” Thalia smiled. Her eyes seemed to sparkle like an opal. Time just realized her eyes were a kaleidoscope of color. 

“Eh I’d say Keya has a dark sense of humor, I enjoy dad jokes. Oh god… I’m like Dad.” Wild got a horrified look on his face. It pulled on his scars make the expression look awkward. Thalia smiled amused and commented, “It isn’t as horrible as you imagine. Aeyl may have a sad history but he is happy nowadays. He travels with his gaggle of children. A father is at peace when he can protect those he loves. My own father would go to great lengths to protect me.” 

Time thinks back to the Great Deku Tree, the closest thing he had to a father before Aeyl within the Fierce Deity Mask. “I wonder, who created Termina?” Time ponders aloud. Thalia looks up sharply at Time. “Time child, Termina is a mirror of Hyrule. A dark mirror certainly and it has aspects that are unique to Termina but it was not simply created. Think of it this way. Lorule is a mirror for Hyrule. A copy, a flipped portrait. Termina is a coin flip. They share the same coin but have two different sides. Hyrule is heads, Termina is tails. Both aspects have their own history. Termina was unfortunately made from Demise’s spell that stuck Aeyl inside the mask. Built up overtime like an oil painting. It was not a snap your fingers and Termina appeared from nothing. Termina no longer exists. Aeyl’s freedom broke the spell.” 

Time hummed. Thalia sighed. Legend leaned forward in his seat glaring at the entity, “You know of Lorule?” 

“I am a traveler of all realms, realities, timelines, and universes.” It is a non-answer. Neither yes or no, simply I travel a lot. 

“Give it to me straight, Thalia.” 

“I created Lorule. A balance so to speak.” 

“Balance?” The hero questioned. Thalia looked at her grand niece and grand nephew. “Hyrule was Hylia’s domain. Her people, her land. I was once not so benevolent to Hylia, Farore, Din, and Nayru. With my magic I created a mirror dimension of Hyrule and twisted it enough that Hylia would not have a problem with Lorulean’s.”

“Where were you when they broke their Triforce and descended into chaos?” Legend demanded. He stood up from his seat and everything. “I was the one who gifted Hilda the knowledge of Hyrule and its Triforce. I did not question her decisions because she would be the next leader of Lorule. I was her advisor. When they decided to break the Triforce of their world, it was their decision. I did not know what would happen since it has never happened in Hyrule.”

“It was broke into tiny pieces in my era.” Wind comments quietly. Thalia nods. She straightens her back to look at all the heroes. “The Triforce of Courage was broken into pieces. The Triforce of Power was still with Ganondorf and Zelda’s Triforce was split in two.” 

“They don’t worship you.” Legend said a little perturbed. “I didn’t want worship. It was at the time more of a social experiment. How would similar people react to the same events? I visit Lorule more than you would think. And you never saw me as I am.” 

“So I did meet you.” 

Thalia smiled with amusement. “Several times.” The hero groaned and sat back down. “Fucking gods.” He mutters under his breath. “If it’s any consolation, I do care for Lorule and its people. Now more then when I first created the land. My husband helped me understand what I did was wrong. And it was. To make people into puppets of a game they didn’t know they were playing was an abuse of power. Hundreds to thousands suffered. I am glad you and Zelda restored their Triforce. I make sure no Ganondorf’s pop up. If there is one, I take him down before he can become a problem. I can’t do that for Hyrule because they are not my people… unfortunately. Also Hylia would try to smite me. She believes in the whole divine intervention will cause more problems in the long run. Hylia just doesn’t know how to be quiet.” 

Aeyl snorts. “Telling the Goddess of Time she doesn’t know how to be quiet is bold.” 

“When was the last time she did something quietly, Brother-in-Law?” 

Aeyl gained a weird expression on his face. His lips downturned almost scowling. His brows furrowed but there was no disdain in his eyes. Only contemplation. “Well when she reincarnated as Zelda I suppose. Didn’t bother warning Layla and Adal. I was in the mask at that point and Link was dead so… I guess that’s the last quiet moment?” 

“Or when she locked Time Child in stasis.” Thalia intoned disdainfully. Aeyl nodded in agreement. “I think that was more Fi’s doing though. Although she did get her orders from Hylia.” Aeyl spins a pen around his hand. It seems to be a nervous habit.

“Or when she tried wrestling my spirit from me. Yeah I know. Nayru mentioned it a long time ago. Forgot about it until recently.” Keya grinned at his dad. Aeyl frowned, “I never knew. Until Thalia mentioned it.” 

Keya shrugged. He took the tablet from Dahlia. “Lana found this near Death Mountain.” On the screen appeared a large split in the land. Seeping from the split was red gloom. “Things that shouldn’t be appearing in my era are. I assume it’s this time entity, Aunt Thalia mentioned.” 

“Great. Are we supposed to walk all the way to Death Mountain for this?” Legend groaned. Keya shook his head. “No. Whatever this entity is doing it’s making scars in our times that would never originally exist. Can anyone think of things that don’t belong in your era?” 

“Aside from the monsters?” Hyrule questions. Keya nods. Twilight shook his head, “Dusk hasn’t mentioned anything odd. If we get dropped in my era again I’ll ride Epona to the castle and ask.” Keya looks at his wife. Dahlia is puzzling over the split in the rock. “Gloom. Interesting, is this connected to the Demon King I’ve heard about in my studies?” 

“Yes. Gloom is a stronger form of malice.” 

“But that means… the Demon King has returned.” Keya grimaces. “Zel… he was always here.” 

Dahlia looks at him with sharp green eyes. “What is that supposed to mean?”

“The castle is just a really ornate mausoleum to keep Ganondorf’s seal from being broken. Three decades after the castle was built the Sheikah put in an energy converter. They use his gloom to power the tech we use.” 

“It made it easier for him to take control of the Divine Beasts in my era. As well as all Sheikah technology. It lead to my death and the death of the other champions.” Dahlia looks horrified. Wild just smiles, “I did what I could to free their souls and ensure they rested peacefully. Their last wish was to bestow me their powers. Albeit weaker than before they help me out in a pinch. And considering my mother in the Goddess of Wilds I’ve made them my own overtime.”

“Every time he snaps his fingers and lightning strikes down I see a younger version of myself scaring my siblings. Layla always flinched. Adal would laugh after being startled and Hylia would smack my arm, “Aeyl! Don’t scare me like that! It’s not funny!” But she’d laugh. Link seemed fascinated by my powers and ask me to demonstrate.” Aeyl chuckles. Thalia smiles softly, “Adal tells me you had a really cool lighting attack that he dubbed the Dancing Dragon.” 

Aeyl lifts an eyebrow. Thalia demonstrates the attack. “Oh! Wow, it’s been ages since I’ve performed that. He still remembers?”

“Yes, yes he does.” Thalia performed another attack. This time she did a one handed handstand and kicked her legs around before standing up on her feet once more. “Ah, tornado. My favorite.” Aeyl smirked. Time glanced at Aeyl before coughing. “Old man, cough.” 

Warriors snickered and Legend smirked. Wild snorts, “No, no. Tornado is too flashy! The ground pound is fun and it’s useful.” 

Twilight rolls his eyes, “You do that all the time.”

“Just wait until my earth powers develop Twi, I’ll be creating craters with my attacks.” Twilight shivered. “No thank you.”

A loud rumble shook the castle and Keya scowled. “That would be Death Mountain.” He told the shocked heroes. Thalia frowned deeply. “I’ll go check it out.”

“I can teleport to Death Mountain faster than you can walk.” 

Thalia shook her head. “You are still healing. If monsters attack you’d be at a severe disadvantage.” 

Keya raises an eyebrow. “You do realize I’m the son of a god, a Hero of Time, Hylia’s weapon, and the Sheikah’s test dummy, right?” 

“Not to mention he has me.” Zena said from the shadows. Thalia flinches and placed a hand over her heart as she turned to Zena. The dark hero was leaning against a shadowed bookcase. “I don’t like the implications of Hylia’s Weapon.” Legend scowled. Keya shrugged, “We’re all her weapons, aren’t we? We’ve completed our journey’s in her name.” 

Legend grimaced. Warriors nods, “Ya know he’s right. Destined by fate we are Hylia’s warriors, fated to battle evil. A never ending cycle.” 

“Gee how motivational.” Legend said sarcastically rolling his eyes. Warriors shrugs, “It’s just how it is. Nothing we can really do to stop it.” 

Dahlia looked up at Keya, “Scout quickly and come back. I want to know what is going on in Death Mountain. Do not do anything too dangerous.”

“My Queen, I wouldn’t dare.” Keya smiles charmingly. He snaps his fingers and disappears into blue light. Dahlia sighs heavily, “Knowing my husband, he will do something dangerous.”

“Knowing Link, he will.” Thalia said brushing off dirt from her pants. Thalia then looks off to the side as if recognizing something from the corner of her eye. “That Time Entity. It has a different energy then Eiran or Hylia. I wonder if I could copy its specific frequency.” 

She narrows her eyes. “Could it be like frequency of music?” Wind questions. Thalia frowns, “Music? I never thought to translate energy frequencies into sound.” 

“Could make it easier to understand?” Wind shrugs. Thalia nods, “I will test this theory.” 

There is a quiet anxiety as the heroes wait for Keya to return. Time and Aeyl sit in silence in the lounge. The other heroes are sprawled across the room. Wild is using Twilight as a pillow while Wind lays over Wild’s legs. Neither hero seems to mind the arrangement. 

Four is cataloging their supplies with Legend. Sky is happily curled up in the grandfather chair perfectly in the suns gaze. His sailcloth is wrapped around him like a blanket. Warriors is dozing on the couch leaning into Time’s shoulder. Time seems content to have his little-older brother by his side. Hyrule is sleeping at an odd angle over the couch armrest. Aeyl moves to pull the hero so he’s laying against Aeyl. Hyrule may be young but sleeping like that will give anyone back pain. As their resident healer he doesn’t want him to be out of commission. 

An attendant comes in after knocking. “His Majesty has returned. He will be in shortly.” Aeyl and Time glance at one another. 

Shortly after Keya walks in face in a scowl. “Zena remind me why I never stabbed Gan in the forehead?”

“He was your friend.”

“Ah yeah, that. Friendship.” Keya huffs as he sits on the couch opposite of Time and Aeyl. Zena quietly slips into Keya’s shadow almost as if he was never there. Time doesn’t flinch at it anymore but it still makes him unsettled with the easy way Keya acts with the shadow. It was Dark Link the mirror creature that he fought as a child/teen. 

“That big crack spilling gloom? Yeah that’s a pressure release. Apparently the depths can no longer hold the power of Ganondorf and so his hatred is spilling onto the surface. The easiest spot to erupt? Death Mountain of course! I’m going to slap him.”

“And possibly scold him like you always used to. Think he’d listen?”

“Nope but it’ll make me feel better.” Zena cackles from a shadows. “Can you not be so creepy!” Wind complains. Zena pops his head out with a sharp smile, “No.” Keya looks over his shoulder and smiles tired but amused. He looks paler then he did earlier and there is a flush to his cheeks that indicates illness. Aeyl frowns worried. 

Zena notices his concern and waves it off commenting, “Gloom makes Keya ill just being near it. I’d like to mention this is because of Calamity Ganon stealing his arm.”

“Bastard had too many. What does he need another?” Keya jokes. “Are you certain you’re alright?” Aeyl asks his son. “A little nap would do me fine. Not like Hylia is asking us to go anywhere.” Keya rests his head back eyelashes falling over his cheekbones. Wild snorts, “She doesn’t ask us to go anywhere. She demands.” 

“Fair point.” Keya muttered before he was falling asleep. Zena finally comes out of the shadows to lean over Keya observing. It’s creepy as all hell considering he’s not really putting effort into his looks. He looks like an anthropomorphic black mass with a face then a human body. Legend shivers, “You look like a chu monster.” 

“What sort of chuchu is just darkness?” Zena questions eyes flickering to the hero. Legend grimaces. Four looks up and snorts, “The least scary thing I’ve seen. Your say Wild?”

“Hmm if he wanted to be nightmare fuel go Calamity Ganon goo monster with random limbs with sharp knives.” Wild’s smile is sharp and just slightly erratic. It could also be because of how the smile pulls his scars. 

“No no. Twilight monster. Those things were freaky.” Twilight adds. Zena seems amused as the heroes go around describing nightmare fuel for them. “The moon.” Time comments. Aeyl gives a startled laugh before doubling over. Hyrule grumbles at the jostling. “Oh Sprite.” 

“Gibdos and ReDead.” Twilight adds. “Those things are terrifying! Especially when they latch onto you!” Wind shivers. “I beg your pardon, those undead mummy’s GRAB ONTO YOU?” Wild stares at Wind with horror. 

“Oh yeah and they scream which freezes you in place.” 

“Ugh… I hate your worlds.” Wild grimaces. “Yeah well we hate yours.” Warriors grins. 

“Fair.” Wild mutters.

Zena slips away again while everyone is distracted. He goes beneath the castle. He’s done this several times over the years. This is just a precautionary visit to ensure the seal hasn’t been tampered with. No one but Aeyl, Adal, Keya, and Zena should know where to find Ganondorf’s tomb. 

He can feel the light draining from the seal with each swirl of corrupted dark magic. Zena grimaces. Keya will be lucky to notice the weakened seal in the future. Death startles Zena.

“Sorry to scare you, Zena. I simply wanted to warn you that the next Link that the group will come across is a different universe of Wild.” 

“Different universe? How so?”

“A little guardian, Terrako, will go back in time to prevent Calamity. He will bring the champions of Wild’s era to that Hyrule. However with the help of the Heroes there is a high likelihood that the future predicted will not come to pass. Figure out which heroes should be assigned which Champion and prevent the Fall of Hyrule.” 

“Hylia won’t like that you’re helping us.” 

“Hylia does not get to decide life or death. The Universe does. And when the Universe tells me to do something, I will do it.” 

“Huh… that’s… I honestly don’t know how to respond to that.” Zena looked back to Ganondorf still arched back in his agony. The seal burns green with purifying light. Rauru’s sealing magic keeping Ganondorf from wrecking havoc on the kingdom that moves unbeknownst to the danger below them. “Why do you like me more then Keya?” Zena finds himself asking. “You are a curious person. Born from darkness within the heart of light. You exist as you are now because one hero had the heart to fix your pain.”

“Fix.” Zena scoffs. “Keya didn’t fix anything.” 

“He inspired it. He saw good within you. He saw a hero stamped into the fabric of your soul. One that persists to this day.”

“I’m not a hero.” 

“A hero does not have to be flashy like those Hylia loves so. A hero can be quiet and sullen, a hero can be broken and bruised, a hero does good even when it is not asked of them. You are a hero, whether acknowledged en mass or quietly by the few.” Death’s smile is comforting. “Now best to deliver the message. You have another soul joining your troop.”

Zena sighs as if aggrieved by a heavy weight. Death vanishes into mist. Zena will never get used to it. He melds into the shadows and reaches for Keya’s familar shadow. It is like a warm blanket smelling of sweet flowers and pine. 

The others heroes are familar but in different ways. Time is like campfires and grass, earthy and solid. Aeyl is comparable to a mountain, immoveable, sturdy, and reliable. He smells of garden soil and something lemon. Zena knows what it is, he’s heard Wild and Sage talk about an ancient herbal tea using shock fruit. 

Twilight is an oddity. On one hand he is the familar Hylian smelling vaguely of hay and prairie flowers. Then he is the ancient and otherworldly wolf with an acrid smell like tar. And sometimes the wolf is no so otherworldly and vaguely doglike and docile like dandelions and funnily enough wet fur. 

Zena likes them the most including the Wildling who is apples and honeycomb and just as chaotic as Thundra weather. Zena doesn’t pay a horrible amount of attention to the shadows and feelings of the heroes he rarely interacts with. But he knows them by heart all the same. 

Wind as bright and sharp as salty sea water in the wind stinging your eyes. Four is a chaotic mix of apples, truffle, lavender, and steel. It often feels like tree limbs whacking him in the face. Sky is simply autumn air and rushing wind perhaps cinnamon spice. 

Warriors perfume makes his head hurt but his natural smell of apple wood and his sturdy resolve more than make up for it. Warriors, if Zena had to pick a something, is most like voltfruit. Zappy, sweet, and enduring. Hyrule is similar to Wild in smell except he is more apples and cinnamon and the sugary sweet of fairies. Hyrule also has the same kindness as fairies, sweet words, compassion in grey blue eyes, and a gentle yet firm grip. 

Legend is salt water and lavender. It feels like he’s trying to cover up the smell of salt water with something sweeter. He is snarky words biting but compassionate in hidden ways. He’s soft on the inside and tries to portray a gruff nothing can hurt me exterior. 

He grabs onto the shadow of Keya and pulls himself up. He watches the heroes for a bit. The lack of awareness of his presence still makes him chuckle. Perhaps it is because he isn’t a threat to them? He’s seen Wild get up randomly from camp with a bow and shoot into the darkness. His keen ears picking up something the other heroes couldn’t. 

Zena will be two seconds away from warning them when Wild picks up the monsters coming into their camp. Aeyl also has a supernatural sense for evil monsters. Zena figures it is from Aeyl’s time battling Demise and later Majora and his minions. “Heroes.” He says and watches several heroes jump. Aeyl, Time, and Wild are the only ones who don’t physically jump. However he can see Time’s sharp intake of breath. “Sorry.” He smiles sheepishly. 

“How do you always sneak up on us!?” Warriors complains. “You have not trained yourself to feel my presence even when I am physically showing myself.” Legend grumbles irritated. Zena blinks before facing Aeyl and Time. “There is another Link we’ll be gathering. I do not know his title. However he is the hero from Wild’s timeline.” 

Wild frowns. “A time traveling guardian named Terrako went back in time during the start of Calamity’s control over Hyrule. Terrako would bring your Champion’s to this past era to save the Champions of the time. Urbosa, Mipha, Revali, and Daruk.” 

Wild gains a sick look to his face. Twilight places a hand on Wild’s shoulder. “There was a possibility they could have been saved in the past?” Wild asks quietly. 

“I don’t know, Wild.” Zena said regrettably. Keya grabbed Zena’s arm, “Please tell me this isn’t a case of Hylia fucking up the timeline.”

“I can’t be certain. Death didn’t tell me much.”

“DEATH?” Keya shouted turning to face him. Zena patted his friend’s head, “Don’t worry. I exist between life and death. It’s why I can speak with her. She’s a very nice goddess.” 

“Okay… good.” Zena smiles, “I promised didn’t I?”

Keya sighs heavily. “I am very tired, Zena. Hearing Death from you is like a bucket of cold water over my head. Goddesses and we have another Link to pick up. Here I thought I’d be the last one.”

“Technically we should have gathered all of Aeyl’s children because they also fought Calamity.” Keya groans and flops onto the couch. Aeyl also doesn’t look too pleased by that comment. “Oh also! Isn’t it fucked up Hylia chose Aeyl’s kids to be heroes?” Legend comments. 

“Most of you heroes are actually either blessed by me, my wife, or a distant descendant of Hestia’s. Four and Legend are the only ones not blood tied directly to me or blessed by me. Kana’s daughter is Hyrule’s distant ancestor, Wind is Kana’s blessed son therefore also my son, Sky is Hestia’s descendant, and Warriors is an odd mash of it. Wonder how you fight hordes of monsters on end? That would be because of my blessing. An ancestor of yours was Kana’s son. Who just so happened to marry Hestia’s descendant. You do have royal blood just not to the extent to be called ‘noble’. Direct bloodline says you’re a commoner.”

“Ouch, Aeyl!” Warriors gasps dramatically. Aeyl shrugs, “Say ‘ouch’ to the royals who dictate the line of succession for nobility.” 

“Wait! Does this mean after battles you can heal me?”

“I already do.” Aeyl gives Warriors a look. Warriors gapes, “What?” 

Time snorts between them. “Aeyl doesn’t have to touch the person to heal them. He didn’t want to concern you.” 

“Giving away my secrets, Sprite?” Aeyl teased. 

“It’s a son’s job to be a pain in the ass.” Aeyl snorted. “I fear children are just mini chaos machines.”

A knock came upon the door. “Heroes, monsters have been seen on the horizon.” Keya immediately gets into king mode and stands up. All trace of exhaustion pushed aside. 

“Have the Guardians been sent out?”

“They were being repaired after the last battle.”

“I don’t care how damaged some of them are, put them out. We can make new ones. Have skywatchers watching the waterways and send some over the prison. Make sure the turrets are ready to fire. I will notify the Champions so they may come and help. Time, Warriors, Twilight, how would you like to lead some soldiers? A few Captains got injured in the last fight and they haven’t healed up yet.”

“I’m literally the highest ranking Captain of my army, come on. I can handle it.” 

“General of Queen Zelda’s Royal Guard, Captain of the Forward Hyrulean Army.” Time says blankly. “Which is why I asked… jeez. Twi?”

“Not sure how well I’ll do leading… but it shouldn’t be that hard. I’m comfortable with that as long as Wild is with me.” Wild smiles at Twilight. Keya softens his shoulders relaxing slightly. “That is alright. Father and Uncle Adal will be with me and Lana leading a group through the center of the monsters. Hyrule I know you’re still drained from the last fight so I want you with Zelda. Don’t argue with me on this, I can see the bags under your eyes. Wind and Four you’re fast, agile, and unpredictable. I want you two to move in between the soldiers and monsters to protect the men and women fighting. Legend you own a wide array of magical weapons. How would you feel joining me?” 

“I have a fire rod just waiting for this.” 

Keya nods and turns to Sky. The hero tilts his head awaiting his orders. Many of the heroes forget Sky is a knight on Skyloft. “Sky I know your skill set is best used in quick combat. Therefore I want you to protect my kids. Whoever managed to avoid the Triforce, Zena, and my own strength is strong. You defeated Demise and I know compared to that protecting my children should be delegated to—“

“I’ll do it.” Sky interrupted with a kind smile. “Your kids mean the world to you. I know you would set this world ablaze if it meant keeping them safe. Keeping all of them safe. I understand. Rest assured that they will be safe with me.” 

Keya nodded suddenly tongue tied. “Alright let’s gear up.”