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An Impulse Decision: Chapter 40

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Chapter 40: Lament of a Sword Spirit I

Link felt his eyelids slowly open up. Surrounding him was a white void. Link did not know where to go or what to say. A new sound gently pierced the air around him: a woman humming a gentle song—a lullaby. Link turned around to see the source of the music, and his eyes widened to see who greeted him.

"Mom?"

On her knees, Cara held a bundle wrapped in a green blanket. She smiled sweetly as her sapphire eyes lit up with joy. Cara continues to hum the lullaby, rocking the bundle. Link finds himself getting sucked in by his mother's song. It had been a long time since he had heard her voice. It was one of the many things Link had missed since she and his father died.

Sobbing suddenly struck in the air, knocking Link out of his enjoyment. It was coming from behind. Link turned around to see another woman crying. A black shawl was around her shoulders, contrasting with her bright blue dress.

"Aryll…"

Despite not knowing who she was, Link said her name with familiarity. The young woman's state heavily contrasted with Cara's. Tears were pouring down Aryll's eyes. While Cara appears to be living at the peak of her life, Aryll looks like her whole world was taken from her and violently destroyed. Her cries echoed through the white void, barely drowning out Cara's lullaby.

"I'm so sorry, Big Brother. You didn't deserve this."

Seeing Aryll like this…struck something within Link. He barely knew anything about this girl, but Link wanted to comfort her. He knew the things to say to help her feel better. All Link wanted to do was make her happy.

Aryll's sobbing then died down. She lifts her head, gaze meeting Link. He could now see that, behind the grief in Aryll's eyes, Link saw a tiny spark of hope remaining in them.

"But I promise…I promise that I will keep on going," Aryll let out a sniffle. "I know it's what you would've wanted of me."

Link blinked once and Aryll was suddenly gone. He felt a shift behind just as Cara's lullaby caught his ears again. Link turns to see Aryll standing directly behind Cara with a determined expression. With them together, Link noticed that Aryll and his mother's faces looked strikingly similar. Right behind them was the winged emblem of the Skyloft Knight Academy.

"And I swear…" Aryll gently gripes Cara's shoulder's, the woman not flinching once as she continues to hum. "I will not let your legacy die...Link"

Cara's humming fades down. She adjusts the bundle in her arms, revealing a tiny babe with sandy blonde hair. Cara gives the infant a tender kiss on the forehead.

"I love you, my little Link."

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Thunder cracking in the air startled Link awake. A groan then let out as Link rubbed his head soothing the ache. Sounds of rain echoed across the stony structure he was in. Out of what was left to be a window Link could see the pouring rain outside.

"Link!"

The green clad hero turns his head to his side. Pipit, Karane, and Fledge, relighting up a small fire with the flick of his hand, stared at Link with concern.

"Are you alright?" Fledge was the first to ask.

"I think so. Where are we?"

"We're in the ruins of some sort of…settlement. Rain was coming so we had to find shelter," Pipit explained. "The rain has been going on since last night. If I'm right it should be late afternoon now."

"I've been out for THAT long?!" Link bellowed out in shock. All three of his friends slowly nodded in confirmation. "What in the Goddesses happened last night?"

"We were hoping you would tell us that," Karane meekly confessed.

"What do you mean?" Link questioned.

The three other knight students glanced at each other. "You were…acting strange," Karane shared. Link raise his brow in confusion at her. "We woke up to find you gone. Fi led us here and we split up to search for you. I found you first but…"

"But what?"

"You were yelling out things that didn't make sense,." Karane trailed off.

Link remained silent as he took in the accounts Karane & Fledge gave him.

"Mind telling us what's going on?" Pipit broke the silence. "And don't you dare say that it's nothing because there's something clearly going on with you."

Link let out a defeated breath. "I…I've been seeing images."

"Like the dreams you kept having before The Wing Ceremony?" Fledge inquired.

"No. Something else entirely."

"Like what?"

"Visions. Of Hylia."

"Goddess Hylia?" Pipit parroted.

"The very same. Not only Hylia, but I keep seeing a girl, too."

Karane bit her lip. "Does this girl...happen to be named Aryll?"

Link gaped at her with broadened eyes. "How'd you know that name?"

"When I first found you, you called me Aryll. You even referred to her as your sister. I find that odd because you're an only child. Unless you have a secret sibling you never told us about."

"I don't." Link stated strongly. "I don't even know who she is...but I feel like I do know her. It's hard to explain."

"What about a guy named Orville? You yelled that out too before you ran off."

"I…I don't know." Link stammered. "What else did I do?"

Fledge sucks in the air through his nose. "After you left Karane, I found you in a nearby field. You were screaming at someone. Calling them a traitor. You said some words in a language I've never heard of. Then you looked like you got stabbed before passing out. Was it this Orville guy?"

"No! I'm pretty sure it wasn't him." Link massages his temple. "It was so much at once. I can't remember all of it."

"What can you remember?" Karane prodded.

"I've seen them, Hylia & Aryll, from someone else's point of view. A man who wore a tunic just like mine. The same shade of green as well." Link let out a pregnant pause. "...And his name was Link too."

"Any idea why you are having these visions?" Pipit prodded.

Link rubs his head again. "I don't know. I don't even know what triggered them. Or why am I seeing them to begin with."

"I believe I may be able to explain, Master."

Link turns around to see Fi near a section of wall that was broken. The Sword Spirit's back faced the group. Her sight linked to the pouring rain outside. Link noticed something about Fi. The sword spirit was standing on her two feet, not floating like usual. A realization struck Link.

"You were there…" He breathed out.

Fi turns around, head lowered. "You are correct, Master Link. I was there."

"Uh, where…?" Fledge inquired.

Link faces his friends. "Before you guys found me, I saw a vision of a tournament. I, or rather the other Link, Hylia, and Aryll were there, but not just them. That woman, Impa, the one who was traveling with Zelda was there...So were two others: Fima & Grahime."

Fledges faces Fi. "Wasn't Fima the name Ghirahim called you back in The Fire Sanctuary?"

"You are correct, Master Fledge," Fi responded. "It was my birth name. One that I used to go by a long time ago."

"Why do you call yourself Fi?" Karane commented.

Thunder faintly rumbled in the air as Fi's head moves in Pipit's direction. "Master Pipit. Do you recall the conversation we both had back in The Ancient Cistern? You asked if I was once a human, correct?"

"I do." The yellow clad senior knight responded.

Fi slowly walks closer to the group, sitting on her knees.

"When I initially made my answer, my memories of my past were still muddled to me. But now I can 100% confirm that I was indeed a human in my past life. As was Ghirahim. Those were the names we had back in our human lives. He went by Grahime, and I went by Fima. The very same that you saw Sir Link defeated, Master Link."

"You knew about the visions, didn't you?" Link contended.

"I had sensed them, yes. I did not press the topic merely because we were not in a safe & stable environment to have that discussion, Master."

"I see." Link uttered out. "So that was really you and Ghirahim?"

"Over one thousand years ago. The visions that you've been observing, Master, were memories that belong to Sir Link from that period. Including the tournament that earned him the privilege to serve alongside Her Grace, Hylia by defeating me & Grahime-...Ghirahim in combat."

"Why was Grahime...Ghirahim...whatever his name is, even there? Doesn't he answer to Demise?" Karane prodded.

"Ghirahim was not always a servant of Demise. He, along with I, served Hylia. We both grew up as Her Grace's proteges. When we got older Ghirahim, or Grahime, earned himself the position of Commander Mage. While I, as Fima, earned the rank of High Mage, the highest position one working close to Hylia could achieve back then. We dedicated our efforts to serve & help protect those in the Land of Hylia." Fi uttered in a regrettable tone. "...A civilization that no longer exists. All thanks to Demise, and-..."

A glum silence followed. The outside rain continues to echo outside of the shelter.

"The Demon King was merciless. He devastated everything in his path a mere millennium ago. It was then that I was horrifically injured" Fi glances at her shawl "…Which led me to where I am now."

"W-What happened?" Fledge quavered to the spirit.

Fi scanned at each of the faces and watched her. Her eyes lingered on Link last. "Originally, I had no intention of sharing this information with you. My purpose was to solely guide Master Link and assist him whenever I was needed until the quest was over. I suppose that has changed now. A lot had changed. Given everything we've all been through, it would not be fair to keep my history hidden from you."

Another pause lingered again, save for the rumbling thunder from the storm outside. The quartet of the knight students patiently waited for Fi to continue speaking. Eager to hear more from the sword spirit.

"I think you four are now ready. Ready to hear what happened…One thousand years ago."

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"To understand what happened one thousand years ago, one must know a history from an age long passed.

Before time began. Before spirits and life existed.

A tale that Hylia had shared only with me. One that her sisters, the Golden Goddesses, had also shared with her. Gorko mentioned that nobody knows where Demise came from. That is not entirely true.

Eons ago, before the creation of your world, there was a realm similar to the one you all live in currently. Humans, like yourselves, inhabited it. Unlike your world, this one was ruled over by gods and goddesses alike. They watched over the realm, taking care of those who lived in it, and influencing the world for better needs. At first glance, this world sounded like a paradise.

But there were also…flaws.

The gods controlled every aspect of their world, including the path their humans would pursue. The duties the humans would do in life were chosen based on what the gods seemed more fitting. The gods could even make a human one of their own if they had the right potential. The said humans had no say on the matter, for the words of the gods were the words of law.

This caused resentment to grow among some of their individuals. One of them would become Demise. He obtained great dark power. Letting Malice consume and transform him into the Demon King he is now known as.

Demise decimated everything in the realm, including the gods, with his newfound dark power. All but three of these gods survived and escaped with the surviving humans & creatures. These three were teenage humans that were selected & training to become goddesses:

Farore, Nayru and Din.

Before sending them away, I've been told that the head god of the pantheon gave the three the last of their power, fully completing Farore, Nayru, and Din's transformation into fully bloomed Goddesses. With their home realm gone, what's left of the surviving inhabitants, and the power creation in their hands, it was up to the sisters to create a new world from scratch.

Time passed as these girls grew into women and mastered their powers. It wasn't long till the time came to put their magic to the test. The process was lengthy but their efforts to create life would become successful. That success was Hylia herself. Her first cry of life filled the trio's hearts with hope.

With complete confidence in their ability to create life, Farore, Nayru, and Din immediately conceive plans for their new world. When they were ready, the Golden Three descended into the chaos that was this realm.

Din, Goddess of Power, cultivated the land with her strong flaming arms and created the red earth.

Nayru, Goddess of Wisdom, poured her wisdom onto the earth and gave the spirit of law to the world.

Farore, Goddess of Courage, with her rich soul, produced all life on the earth to uphold the law.

Before fully cementing the new world, the Golden Three knew that they could not make the same mistakes the gods of their old world made. So they each took a vow: to have little to no interference with the world. The new world will have its own free will, including the humans and other inhabitants that live in it. The Goddesses would only get fully involved if things were too dire for the people to handle themselves.

A problem soon arose.

The surviving humans now had to handle themselves in this new world. They had relied too much on the gods of old for their protection and guidance. They did not know what to do, for they were used to having most aspects of their life be determined by the gods of old. With their Vow of No Interference, Farore, Nayru, and Din could not do much. Fortunately, the Golden Three formulated a solution.

That solution: Hylia

When her sisters compiled their plans, the young goddess had grown enamored with the world. Hylia had made it clear to each of her sisters that she wanted to be at least one of the first few to see the new world. Farore, Nayru, and Din knew this, and that's when they got an idea.

They assigned Hylia, now a fully matured and established goddess, the task of watching over their world and guiding & protecting the humans. Since Hylia never took the Vow of No Interference, she can have free reign of the world. However, she can only have minimal contact with her sisters. Hylia would have to handle any conflict that might arise on her own. Despite all that, Hylia accepted her task without hesitation.

With their labors completed, the great great goddesses departed for the heavens. Leaving Hylia to watch over the new world.

Under Hylia's watchful eye, this world, now called The Land of Hylia, thrived. All living beings from the old world settled exceptionally well in the land. Even new species came to be. None thrived as well as the humans did. Hylia helped encourage the humans to forge their own paths, giving the tools needed to do so. Everything else was on the humans. This had proven to be successful for within a few centuries, the descendants of the surviving humans created a prosperous civilization that would be The Land of Hylia.

But nothing was without its problems.

Malice had found its way into the Land of Hylia, creating dangerous monsters. Hylia was always there to protect the humans. Over time, she realized that she could not do it all on her own. The Goddess needed more eyes and hands. That's when she got an idea.

Hylia sought out humans with exceptional talents throughout the land. With those humans, she formed The Sheikah, a group dedicated to protecting the Land of Hylia and all those who lived in it. The same group that Impa is a part of.

For the next 6,000 years, life in the Land of Hylia was paradise. The human population drastically increased, along with the Sheikah and many other species and races. The land lived together in peace and harmony.

One thousand years ago, that changed when Demise discovered the realm. Upon learning about Hylia and the land's connection with Farore, Nayru, and Din, Demise declares war against her, vowing to make the land his.

With Demise now having an influence, monster populations of all kinds have increased. Making them even more dangerous for humans. With more danger came more injuries. And occasionally: Death.

I was not born as Fi the Sword Spirit. I was born as Fima. Orphaned due to my parents, whoever they were, being killed by Demise's Monsters. I spent the first few years of my human life in an orphanage. Until one day…My life changed, setting the course that led me here."

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Over a Millennium Ago…

Clear blue skies blessed the Land of Hylia. No clouds were spotted—just the bright shining sun. Down below, lived a bustling town. Those who lived there were taking advantage of the beautiful day. On the main road of the town, many humans were doing various activities such as shopping, working, or simply hanging around. In the crowd, there was one lone woman who was merely walking down past all of that.

The woman wore a simple white and pink dress with a blue hood covering her head, obscuring her face. That did not hide that she was considerably taller than many people. Some bystanders stopped to gawk at her, but the woman paid no mind. The cloaked woman's focus lied solely on one particular building.

Hylia Town Orphanage

Children of all ages, from infancy to late teens, lived there. It is where they have called home until a new family adopts them, or at least until they are old enough to move out and care for themselves. Several of these children were also taking advantage of the beautiful day by playing outside in the gardens at the orphanage. Several feet away from the playful children, one blue-haired child was not partaking in the activities.

A girl sat on a bench. In her hands was a book. She was reading it like it was telling an exciting story. The girl was not interested in playing with the other children. She was so engrossed in her book that she did not see the two women approach her. One of them was significantly taller.

"Fima?"

The girl looked back at an older woman with purple eyes. "Hello, Headmistress Saria. Is there something wrong?"

"Nothings wrong, dear. I'm sorry to bother you but there is someone who wishes to meet you." The Headmistress gestured to the taller hooded woman next to her.

"Hello there." The tall woman greeted Fima with a friendly smile. Under her hood, Fima could see the woman's bright blue eyes. "It is nice to meet you, Fima."

"What do you want with me?"

"I wanted to meet you and maybe speak with you. Would you mind if I sat down?"

Fima shook her head, making space on the bench for The Tall Woman to sit.

"Are you comfortable?" Fima asked.

"I am," the woman said, turning back to the headmistress. "Would you mind if you leave us, Saria?"

"Of course. I'll be nearby if you need anything." The Headmistress walks away, leaving the child & woman alone.

"Why do you wish to speak with me?" Fima questioned curiously.

"Your Headmistress had written to me. We have been corresponding over letters over the past few days. Saria's talked about you quite a lot." The Woman glances at the book Fima has been reading. "How old are you, Fima?"

"Six. Why?"

"I see that you're reading Wonders of Magic. That is quite an advanced book for one so young."

"It's not really that hard for me to understand. It's easy. Headmistress Saria had let me borrow it from her personal library shelf in her study. Same with others."

"Do you enjoy reading them?"

"I do. They're very fun to read."

"Any other subjects you're good at?"

"The tutors here say I'm good with science & math."

"How so? If you don't mind me asking."

Fima reached into a bag, pulling out two sheets of paper. One had a series of complex mathematical problems that would be too advanced for most six-year-olds. Another had a series of scientific questions with responses written in the most articulate words. Both were graded with A pluses.

"You are quite an intelligent young lady, Fima," The Tall Woman complimented.

Fima stared intently at the woman for several moments. Her purple eyes lit up. "I know who you are."

"Do you?"

"You're Hylia. The Goddess."

The Woman looked…genuinely surprised by that answer. "What makes you say that?" She inquired curiously.

"You're very tall. I've often heard others talk about how tall you are."

"Not a bad guess. Any other factors?"

"You also have a necklace with Hylia's crest."

"Many others have the same thing."

"But yours in a purple glass. Only Hylia has jewelry made from such material." Fima's eyes narrowed. "And I see a crimson feather as your earring. You fly on a Crimson Loftwing, the rarest kind."

"Seems like you make a compelling argument. I am Hylia." The Goddess said with an amusing grin.

"Why are you here?"

"Your Headmistress has been writing to me talking about you. She was sharing about your great intelligence. I wanted to come here to see for myself. Frankly, you're not what I expected."

"Are you disappointed?"

"Oh no. If anything, you exceeded my expectations." Hylia's face then dampened. "May I ask, how'd you end up here?"

"I was brought here as a baby. Some hunters found me on the side of a road next to my parents. They looked like they were attacked by monsters. I was the only survivor."

"I'm sorry to hear that."

"It's okay. Like I said, I was a baby so I don't remember it."

Hylia then asked. "Are you happy here at the orphanage?"

Fima shrugged. "It's alright. Headmistress Saria is kind."

"Are the children here nice to you?"

"They are, for the most part."

"Do you play with them?"

"Not really."

"Why is that?" Hylia quirked her brow.

"...I think they're intimidated by me."

That was something Hylia did not expect to hear. "Why would you think that?"

"Every time I talk to them, they always have this look on their face. Like they don't know what to make of me. So they leave me alone."

"Have any adults shown interest in adopting you?"

"Few have but it's always the same result."

"I'm sorry to hear that."

"It's fine. I don't mind peace & solitude…" Fima gave a pause.

"Do you like being alone all the time?"

"Sometimes…I do like to think how things would be if I had parents. To be part of a family. Or at least…Someone that understands me well."

"I think I may have a solution." Fima turns her gaze to Hylia with an inquisitive look. "Have you heard of The Sheikah?"

"They're warriors that help protect the land."

"Not just warriors. People with exceptional talents and brilliant minds such as yours."

"Like me?"

Hylia nods her head. "How would you feel if I allowed you to join them?"

Fima took a moment to think. "What's in it for me?"

"You'll be around those who understand you better and not feel intimidated. The Sheikah can accommodate all of your needs. And they have access to an excessive amount of knowledge that you study. And perhaps you can help make The Land of Hylia a better place."

"Do I have to be a warrior?"

"Only if you want to. If not then that's okay. There are plenty of Sheikahs who do not choose the path of a warrior but choose to spend their life as scholars & scientists and many other things. They cover every field of study you can think of. Mathematics. Literature. Physics. And magic."

"Magic?" Fima's eyes lit up. "I can study magic?"

"You can study whatever you like. If you accept, I will take you in as my protege and allow you to join The Sheikah."

"Do I have to decide now? It sounds like a lot."

"You have all the time to think over your answer. Days. Weeks. Years even. This is not an easy decision to make. The life of a Sheikah is not as simple as the one you and many in this town do. It takes a lot of hard work & effort. If you don't want to go through it, then there's no shame in declining. But just to let you know that I'll be ready if you ever make your decision."

After three days of thinking it over, Fima had made her decision. Hylia arrived at the orphanage on the back of a large Crimson Loftwing. Fima had thought it to be a beautiful bird. Hylia flew the child back to the Sheikah village.

The Loftwing landed at the village's entrance. Hylia gently stroked her bird's beak, letting him fly off. The goddess and child walked to the village entrance, where a teenage girl stood.

Hylia let out a smile. "Hello, Impa."

"Welcome back, Your Grace." Impa bowed. "Did you have a nice trip?"

"I did."

Impa turns her sights on Fima. "Is this the child?"

Hylia hummed to confirm. Then she looks to Fima. "Would you like to introduce yourself, dear?"

Fima took several steps forward. "Hello. I'm Fima. It's nice to meet you."

"It is nice to meet you too. I am Impa. On behalf of The Sheikah, we welcome you our village of Kakariko."

Later, Hylia took Fima to the residence where the goddess would stay during her time with The Sheikah. The village was more closed off compared to Hylia Town, and there were many things that were different. But Fima didn't have any cause for concern. Kakariko and the people who lived in it seemed good so far.

Hylia had taken Fima to her new bedroom. "Would this suffice as a bedroom?"

"It's spacious," Fima commented.

"And it's yours to do whatever you please. Is there anything you need now?"

"I would like to rest if that's okay."

"Of course. Today was busy after all. I'll leave you to rest. Dinner will be served later."

"Thank you… For all of this, Your Grace," Fima smiles back.

The goddess proceeds to exit. "Now, where could he have run off to?" Hylia muttered to herself as she closed the door, leaving Fima alone. The child took her time to take in every inch. She lay down on the bed, which was super comfy. Next to her bed was always a window with a good view of Kakariko Village.

Soon, however, Fima felt that she was not alone in the room. She felt a swift change, which led her to a closet. Fima hovered her hand over the handle. She hesitated to grip it until a sudden burst of courage compelled her to open the closet door. Tumbling out was a blonde-haired boy about her age.

"Ow, Hey! What's the big idea?!" Exclaimed The Boy.

"Were you spying on me through my closet?" Fima calmly asked him.

"N-No! I was…observing you without your knowledge!"

"I'm certain that's considered spying."

"Okay maybe I was!" The Boy threw his arms. "But I was only doing it to see if you were a threat! Which I can now safely deduct that you are not."

"That's good to know." An awkward silence fills the air between them. "Now that we got that taken care of, and since you're here, we should introduce ourselves. My name is-."

"You're Fima."

"Oh? You already know my name?"

"Hylia had been gushing over you since she first visited you. She was hoping that you would accept her offer. I'm going to guess you did."

"I have. She and the headmistress of the orphanage I lived in believe this would be a opportunity for me to have a better life, and I believe so too. I hope the people here are kind."

"I wouldn't worry much. The worst they can be is a little too stern, but they're alright. I was born into this group, so take my word for it."

"You were born a Sheikah? I thought all Sheikah were former civilians?"

"Most of us are. Occasionally, a few are bound to fall in love and start a family just like any average person. Me, I came from a long line of Sheikah. Hylia told me that my ancestors were the best warriors & magic wielders around. Same with my parents until they were killed in the line of duty which is how I ended up under Hylia's care."

"Oh…I'm sorry for your loss." Fima said sympathetically.

The Boy merely shrugged. "Eh, I'm not that torn up about them. I was too young to remember what they even looked like. Hard to mourn someone you barely knew."

"Still, I'm sorry about them. I lost my parents when I was a baby…I guess that puts us in the same boat. I'm sure your parents were great people."

"Hylia said they were. She said they were the best at what they did. And one day I hope to achieve that. Not only being the best Sheikah but being the greatest fighter & mage in the history of The Land of Hylia. And perhaps you can too."

"Maybe…you can help me? We are going to be living together after all."

The Boy's expression showed that he was thinking about the decision. "I guess it wouldn't hurt to have a friend around."

"Thank you. I'm sure we'll be good friends." Fima beamed. "Though…it may help if I know your name."

"My name is Grahime." He let out a proud grin.

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An Impulse Decision: Chapter 39

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(Whelp now were all caught up. More good news: Chapter 40 ist mostly done so that will be posted soon)

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Chapter 39: Open Your Eyes

Nightfall had long since come to The Surface. The moon shined brightly down onto the land. Most living creatures had fallen into slumber. Including the teens who had fallen asleep on the banks of the river. All except for one.

Link's sapphire eyes were glued upon the river. His mind was deep in thought. Thinking about the past several days. The long walk. The close calls. The visions…Link shook his head. That's the last thing he wants to think about.

He moves his gaze away from the river and to his friends, who are deep in their slumber. If they were awake, they would probably be scolding Link for not sleeping, which he probably should. They have a lot of ground to make up for, thanks to the detour courtesy of the Barinasaur. Being sleepy during the travel would probably not be wise.

Link laid his back on the ground. The stars shimmer above him. He watched until he felt his eyelids grow heavy, dozing off. Little time passed on by.

"Open your eyes…"

Link's face scrunched.

"Open your eyes."

He grunted, shifting his body to the side, content with falling back to sleep.

"Open your eyes." A voice belonging to a woman keeps calling out for him. "Wake up, Link."

Link's eyes shot open, sitting up. Everything around him was the same as it was. Was he simply hearing things? Link was about to go back to sleep when he felt a presence behind him.

Standing at the edge of the treeline bordering the river bank and the woods was a young blonde-haired woman with very familiar pigtails. Her blue dress was strange—nothing like Skyloftian or even the ones The Old One and Impa wore. Link had never seen her, but he swore she looked painfully familiar. Link kept his gaze locked on the girl. He rubbed his eyes to ensure he was imagining it, but she seemed real. Before he could say anything, the woman let out a giggle.

"Come on, Big Brother!" She said those familiar words, gesturing to him to follow, running straight into the woods.

"Hey, wait!"

Link chased after her. Hastily grabbing the Master Sword and his shield. Tracking the girl was difficult due to the lack of footprints. Just when he was sure he lost her, Link heard the giggling again. The girl was in clear view this time, running again, when Link spotted her.

Link didn't know how long he was chasing her. The strange thing he noticed was that the environment around him had no reaction to The Girl. No footprints were made in the dirt, no leaves flying in the air when she ran by, or no bushes moving when she ran straight through them. Was she a spirit that Link was chasing? That could be, but she had no cyan flames on her. Or could it be another hallucination playing a trick on Link? Has his mind finally broken from the pressure?

The path they were traveling on felt familiar to him. Through the thick foliage of the forest and the darkness of the night, Link could see faint remains of what appeared to be a path dug into the ground.

The Girl stood at the edge of the treelines with a playful smirk. "Don't want to keep your girlfriend waiting now~!" She ran through the bushes. Link followed.

What greeted him on the other side was thick fog. The lack of visibility made Link hesitant to walk through. He then spotted a soft blue glow in the distance.

"Come…" A familiar voice called out from that direction. "Come to me, Link."

The young hero complied and walked over to the glow. The outline got clearer until Link was close. There lies a thick tree as big as the exterior of The Lumpy Pumpkin. Standing next to the base was the creature Link—the one that Fi called a Blupee.

"You…" Link breathed out.

"Does this tree look familiar to you?" The Blupee spoke with an ethereal voice.

Link responded with a no, but he stopped once he looked at the tree better. Images flashed of the same tree but smaller. Behind it lay what appeared to be a thriving town. More liverer than Skyloft was. The image switched back to the present, with the current tree and the thick fog covering everything. The Blupee was nowhere in sight. Link shut his eyes and grasped his head, clenching his teeth as he felt the stinging aching in his head.

"Remember…Try to remember." The Blupee voice's gently implored.

The ache in Link's head dwindled, but his body remained tense. Eyes were tightly shut.

"Open your eyes." Said the same feminine voice from before.

Hearing these words had a soothing effect on Link. The tension in his body loosens, allowing him to be more relaxed. Both of Link's eyes were still closed.

"Open your eyes."

That was the final push Link needed to comply.

The scenery he found himself in was a large interior of a building. There were many people gathered around what looked to be a small arena. At the center of the crowd sat Hylia herself on a throne. By her side was a woman who resembled Impa, the mysterious warrior who had been accompanying Zelda. Amid the crowd, Link recognized the young girl he was chasing, well into her teens. Like her, Impa, the Goddess, and many others, their eyes were fixated on two individuals in the arena in a duel.

The first opponent was a woman with purple eyes & chin-length blue hair, wearing a grab similar to that of Impa. Link spotted many individuals in the crowd with the same attire the two women wore. What did The Old One call them? Shiekah. Like that girl and her mother Link ran into a while back at the Sealed Grounds after coming back from Eldin. Something about Purple Eyes was familiar to Link, especially the blue and purple shawl.

The person that Purple Eyes was fighting was a young man wearing a green tunic similar to Link's and a red scarf. On his head was the same green stock cap. He was also wearing some sort of ceremonial mask on his face.

Purple Eyes and her opponent were locked in an intense battle. Both she and her opponent each wielded a sword. The crowd watched intently while the pair combated one another. Hylia especially seemed intrigued by the young man. Purple Eyes made a swipe with her sword, only for The Opponent to dodge them. With one swift move of his sword, he knocked her sword out of her hand and far from her range. Purple Eyes then flung out bright magic in his direction. The Opponent managed to dodge them all and dashed over to her. In one swift move, he knocked her on the ground, pointing his weapon to her chest.

Despite giving out applause, many of the crowd looked surprised. Almost as if they did not expect The Opponent to win. Purple Eyes herself looked surprised by her defeat. The Opponent lifted his mask, revealing the face of a young adult male with pale blonde hair and sapphire blue eyes. With a smile, he reached his hand out to the woman.

"You fought well, Lady Fima," he complimented her.

Fima accepted his hand, letting him gently pull her back up. "As did you…Link."

Link almost felt his heart stop when he realized he was looking at Other Link. Then it hit him that he called the woman Fima…That was the name Ghirahim had called Fi back in the Fire Sanctuary. Was this human her?

Loud footsteps caught the pair's attention. All eyes pointed to Impa marching close to the arena. "Bravo, Link! You have claimed victory once again! I have to say I am quite impressed. You are the first to have made it this far. Since the tournament began, you have fought and defeated many great warriors, including myself and now High Mage Fima."

Fima let out a bow to Other Link. Then, she made her way back to Hylia's side. The Goddess smiled warmly at the High Mage before bringing her attention back to the arena.

"Thank you, General Impa. I strive to do my best," Other Link responded with a respectful bow.

"Don't compliment yourself quite yet. You must face one final opponent. If you defeat him in battle, you will be marked the victor. Doing so will earn the privilege to serve alongside Her Grace's side. Aiding her in her fight against The Demon King." Other Link glances over to the Goddess Hylia. Shining blue, beautiful eyes stare back at him with curiosity. "Are you ready for this?"

"I am ready, General. Whom shall I face?" Other Link said with determination.

"You will face Commander Mage…Grahime."

Grahime. That was what Fi had called Ghirahim back at the Sanctuary as well.

The crowd at the end of the area started to part ways to create a path. Marching through was a man the same age as Fima. He was dressed in Shiekah garb with touches of diamond patterns. His skin was tan, and he had light golden hair with an undercut and bangs parted to the side. His lips, coated in white, had that signature arrogant grin.

That confirmed to Link that this man is, or was, Ghirhaim in his pure human form.

"Victor of the Battle of Hebra. Conqueror of the Akkala Highlands. Defender of the Fields of Necluda." Impa's voice boomed as Grahime entered the arena. "As have his late parents and their ancestors before them, Commander Mage Grahime fights with zeal & tenacity. Her Grace and all those in the Land of Hylia are grateful for his service."

Grahime marches up to Other Link. His brown eyes examined the man, sizing him up, then letting out a huff.

"This is the champion I keep hearing everyone gushing about?" Grahime expressed in almost total disbelief. "He's scrawnier than I imagined."

If Other Link was offended by that comment, he did not show it. Instead, he respectfully bowed his head. "It is a great privilege to finally meet you, Commander Mage. I am honored to have the opportunity to spar with you. Your reputation does precede you. Those were notable accomplishments General Impa listed."

Graham scoffs at him. "It is only a mere fraction of them. A full recitation would take days. That should be a testament to the outcome you will face. None but the General, the High Mage, and her Grace had ever beaten me in combat. Especially a mere civilian like yourself."

"There's always a first time for everything, Commander Mage." Other Link commented.

"I can assure you that you will taste no victory."

Impa stepped forward. "I think that's quite enough banter for you two. Put that energy to the true purpose of why you're here." She gave a stern glare at Grahime.

"Sorry," Other Link expressed.

"…My apologies, General," Grahime gave a bow, crossing his arm across his chest with a balled fist.

"Take your positions!" Other Link and Grahime placed themselves in the center of the arena. Other Link readied his stance. Grahime summoned a sword with a snap of his fingers, preparing himself. With a clap, the pair turned their backs to each other. Seconds pass in silence in anticipation. Waiting for the cue to begin fighting.

"FIGHT!" Impa's voice boomed.

Both swords clashed with each other in an instant. The sounds of metal slashing bounced throughout the room. It wasn't long until Other Link landed a hit on Grahime by striking his leg. The momentary distraction allowed Other Link to point his sword at the Commander Mage's neck. Impa let out a clap, symbolizing the end of the round.

"First Round goes to Link!" Impa announced, followed by the audience clapping.

"Not bad," Other Link proclaimed.

"You merely got lucky. The next time, you won't be. And just to show it." Grahime's remaining free hand snaps his fingers, and another sword is summoned. Other Link didn't look deterred.

The second round started at Impa's command. This fight lasted a little longer than the first round. With one sword fighting two, this round was more intense than the previous one. In the midst of it, Grahime slaps the hilt of one of his swords across Other Link's face and grabs him from behind by wrapping an arm around his neck. Other Link used the back of his head to smack into Grahime's face, releasing him. That did not deter Grahime for long, for he quickly struck back. Several clashes later, Grahime manages to trip Other Link on the ground, pointing a sword to his chest. Impa again lets out a clap as the audience lets out more claps.

"Second round goes to Grahime!"

"What did I tell you?" Grahime said to Other Link, watching him get back to his feet. "I put that silly mask back on if I were you. We don't want to scar that handsome face."

"We still have one more round." Other Link reminded him.

"Well…Then may the best man win."

The men readied their stances. Their eyes stared intently at one another, ready for Impa to give the command.

"Final Round. Fight!"

Other Link & Grahime were on each other in an instant. Everyone in the audience watched with anticipation. Even the Goddess herself seemed intrigued by the man in green. The spectators whispered among themselves, guessing who would win or lose.

The last round lasted longer. Grahime was fighting with great force, but Other Link seemed to keep his guard up better this time. He watched what the Commander Mage would do and then defended himself with a perfect counterattack. Other Link moved so swiftly it was like he was performing a dance. He knocked Grahime's swords out of his hands with rapid, swift moves. But the commander would not fold to defeat that easily.

Grahime dodged Other Link's attacks by doing several series of backflips. During this, he whipped out small kunai knives. They flew so fast that some landed outside of the arena, giving some audience members barely any time to move out of the way. Other Link avoided them flawlessly. He did so by leaning backward, watching the knives fly inches above his head. One barely cuts a few strands of his hair. This move made Grahime even more irate. He resorts to one final trick.

Snapping his fingers again, a large, wide broadsword appeared in his hands. Grahime marches over to Other Link, waving the heavy weapon around like it was as light as a feather. Those watching let out mutters with concern, but Other Link was ready.

Grahime slammed the broadsword down, but Other Link dodged it. The Commander Mage swipes it to the side, barely missing that time. Other Link attempts a strike, but Grahime uses the large sword to block all his attacks. Then Grahime used all the force he could muster and pushed his opponent back. Other Link stood strong, panting heavily. The Commander Mage certainly lived up to his reputation. He will have to think of something quick if he wants to defeat Grahime.

An idea came to him.

Other Link stood still. Made no indication that he was moving. Spectators muttered with confusion. Impa & Fima raised their brows with bewilderment. Hylia tilted her head to the side with curiosity. Grahime saw an opportunity. He dashes over to Other Link, a broadsword lifted high above his head. The warrior in green did not move. With Grahime's weapon a mere second away from impact, Other Link leaped to the side. The world around him slowed down in time, with him being unaffected. Grahime barely realized what was happening when Other Link attacked in a flurry rush. Time resumed normally when Grahime felt himself knocked to the ground. Other Link kicked away the broadsword that he dropped and crouched over Grahime, sword to his neck.

Everyone in the audience let out collected, surprised gasps. Some covered their mouths in shock, others gaped while the rest stood wide-eyed. Impa, Fima, and even Hylia were stunned by this turn. None were more so than Grahime himself, who looked downright scandalized. Once the shock slowly set down, the blonde-haired teenage girl with pigtails let out excited claps. Soon, everyone joined in thunderous applause.

Other Link let out air through his mouth once it was settled that he had won. "Looks like we'll be working more closely together from now on. We should do this again sometime." He stood to his feet, offering a hand out to Grahime once he put away his weapon.

Grahime quickly stood back on his two feet on his own. "Yes…And when we do…I will win." He gave Other Link a glare.

"Congratulations, Link!" Impa bellowed. "You are the champion of this tournament!"

Before Other Link could respond, the teenage girl ran over and pulled him in a tight hug. "You did it, Big Brother! You did it!"

"Yes, Aryll, I did," Other Link laughed. "Can you let me go before you suffocate me?"

"Sorry! I can't help it. You actually did it. I'm so proud of you!" Aryll hugged him gently this time.

"As you should be…" All eyes turned to Goddess Hylia, strolling down in her elegant white robes, purple glass jewelry, and feathery hood. They all bowed their heads, including Other Link and Impa. Grahime as well, despite being sour about his defeat.

"Congratulations, Link. You are the first to beat all my best warriors, including my two proteges Fima & Grahime. Your victory proves that you have the dedication & capability to serve alongside me. How do you feel about this?"

"I'm going to be fully honest here…I don't really know. I didn't think I'd make it this far." Several people around let out chuckles at Other Link's answer. Hylia briefly cracked a smile on her lips before recomposing herself.

"You are certainly honest, but do you feel you can fulfill the duty that will come along should you accept this."

Other Link bows his head. "With utmost confidence, Your Grace."

Hylia sticks out her left hand. "Please kneel before me and hold my hand."

Other Link followed what the goddess told him by kneeling and placing his hands on hers. He used his other arms to cross over his heart. Hylia lowered her head, closed her eyes, and began to speak.

"Valiant man who grasped victory today in the tournament of Her Grace…In achieving victory, you have proven yourself worthy to be the bridge between your people and the warriors protecting them and this land, The Sheikah. To symbolize this great feat…I bestow to you blessings from myself and my golden sisters."

Fima walked over to Hylia, holding a folded cloth. This cloth had the Wing Crest of Hylia herself and a triangle symbol on the top center of it. The High Mage placed the cloth gently onto Hylia's hands, and bowing her head. Hylia then turns to Link, moving the cloth to him.

"The blessings of the Great Goddesses drift down from the heavens aloft a sail, which I now pass on to you. Sir Link…Knight of Hylia."

Sir Link accepted a sailcloth, admiring the gift bestowed upon him. Then he glances back up to the goddess. Sapphire blue eyes meet her warm blue ones along with the sweet smile on her lips.

"I shall cherish this gift and my duty serving alongside you, Your Grace." Sir Link vowed.

The scene dissipated into the surrounding fog. Link staggered back, blinking several times. He looked around but found no sign of the Blupee—only the surrounding fog. Then he felt a shift to his side.

Before him, Hylia was standing on a platform that overlooked some sort of settlement. It was nighttime then, and it was now Link's time. Footsteps catch the Goddess's attention. Sir Link strolled up to her. He was a few years older but still wore the green tunic & hat, red scarf, and the sailcloth Hylia had gifted to him tied around his waist and some gold armor. His face had faint scars, indicating that Sire Link had been through some battles. Despite his hardened appearance, Sir Link looked as friendly as he did in the tournament. His lips grew into a happy one upon walking to Hylia's side.

The Goddess & her Knight gaze upon each other. Their eyes showed that there was a profound admiration between them. Sir Link places his hand gently on Hylia's cheek. Then Hylia did the same to him. Their faces slowly draw close to each other until their lips meet, embracing in a kiss. A soft kiss that grew deeper by the minute.

Something then catches their attention in the distance. Their brows lowered with bewilderment. Then, they widened with horror once they saw a red horde storming straight into the town.

The scene vanishes, leaving Link alone. He gazes into the thick fog, contemplating what he should do next. Was there more to see?

Fi's chime rings through the sword. "Master, it would be best for you to return to your friends. I detected a thunderstorm not too far away. I advise you return to the others so that you may seek shelter."

Link did not budge. Much to Fi's surprise, his eyes lock into the fog into a trance, ignoring her.

"Master? Master, can you hear me?"

Link ignored her calls. He stepped forward into the fog. Moving closer to the ruins that were hidden by the fog.

"Master Link! Link!" Fi called out one more time as her master moved deeper.

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Fledge shot his eyes wide open with a gasp, sitting upwards. Something shifted, but he didn't know what. Thunder in the distance rumbled. Fledge turned to see dark clouds slowly moving in his direction. Small flashes of lighting flickered in the clouds, meaning he and his friends needed to find a cover son. He turned to wake Link only to find he was not there. The orange-clad student darted his head around for any sign of his friend, but he could not find him.

"Link? Link!" Fledge called out for him. The only response he got was Pipit & Karane being roused from their sleep.

"Dude, what's with the yelling?" Pipit groaned, blinking his tired eyes.

Karane rubs her eyes and then stretches her back. "Is everything alright?"

"Link's gone!" That certainly got the couple's full attention

"What do you mean gone?" Pipit contended.

"Uh, he's not where he was last I saw and nowhere around! What else could I mean?" Fledge barked back.

"Let's not panic." Karane stepped forward with her arms out to try to settle the teen boys down. "He probably saw something and left to go check it out. I don't see his sword, so he has Fi with him. I'm sure they'll be back."

Right at that moment, the nearby bushes began to rustle. Emerging out of them was not Link. Rather, it was Fi. But something about her was different. She looked alarmed but also acted twitchy. And Link was not around. If the sword spirit was here but not him, something must be wrong.

"Fi?" Fledge uttered out. "Where's Link?"

"M-Master L-L-Link is n-n-not far-ar-ar…" Fi transmitted with a distorted voice.

"Are you alright?" Pipit wondered.

"M-my apo-o-o-logies. I c-c-cannot be too far from The-the-the Master Sword without gl-gl-glitching. I'm using all of my-my-my strength to reach you three-e-e-e without the sword pulling me ba-a-ack."

"Where's Link? Is he okay?" Karane inquired.

Fi's body twitched in a jerky motion. She drifted back. Like some force was pulling her back. "Y-y-y-you must f-f-f-f-follow me. Masters. Follow me…!" Fi was then yanked back into the woods.

"Fi!" Fledge was the first to chase after her despite the soreness of his body.

"Don't lose sight of her!" Pipit yelled as they all ran into the woods.

The trio continuously followed Fi. Every twist & turn of it, they never lost sight of her. Then she disappeared through a thick part of the trees. On the other side, they were greeted by a lone tree. They jogged over to see if Fi or even if Link was there. They saw something else instead.

Below them, at the bottom of the hill they stood on, lay a huge series of ruins. Buildings that once stood proud were reduced to nothing but remnants of foundations or pillars. Judging by the overgrown plants and the dull colors, these ruins had been here for a very long time. The three teens gaped at the sight.

"What is this place?" Fledge looked in awe at the ruins.

"It looks like a town…Or what's left of one." Pipit guessed.

"But there are no settlements of any kind down here," Karane argued. "At least there shouldn't be…"

Thunder rumbled again in the sky. This time more prominent and louder.

"We need to find Link before that storm gets here," Fledge stated to Karane.

"Fi led us to this place, so Link must be around here."

"We should split up. Cover more ground," Pipit suggested to her.

"Not a bad idea. But we need a signal if one of us finds Link or needs help."

"Our magic! We could use those!"

Pipit summoned a gust of wind, and several leaves of the tree shot up high in the air. Fledge flung a fireball into the air, and it exploded. Karane glanced at her waterskin and got the idea.

"Okay. Let's go find Link."

The trio dashed towards the town ruins, each one breaking over to search their own section when they closed. The ruins themselves were as big as Skyloft—probably even bigger. That did not deter any of the teens searching for this vanished friend. Everywhere they walked, they felt a pang of dread and sadness from looking around the ruins.

Karane could not help but be fascinated by this place. It wasn't like anything she had ever seen before, and it was clear that once upon a time, this place was a town filled with life. She had many questions.

What was this place? Who lived here? And what happened that got it reduced to this?

Running footsteps catches Karane's side. She saw movement going behind a crumbled section of what was once a wall. Cautiously, she strolls over to investigate, sword in her hand. Karane turns a corner, letting out a breath of relief.

"There you are, Link!" Karane sheathes her sword. "We've been looking for you! Why did you run off?"

Link had his back facing towards Karane. He did not make any sort of response to her. Karane noticed that he was armed with his sword & shield. Was there an enemy near that she couldn't see? She had to know.

Karane quietly strolls to Link. Not once did he indicate that he knew she was here. Even when it was only mere inches away. "Link? Are you alright-?" Karane reaches for his shoulder.

Link jerks his body to face her when her hand brushes his shoulder. Karane notices something with his eyes. He appeared to be in a trance-like state. It took a moment for Link to realize Karane's presence. His eyes widen with horror.

"What are you doing?! Go with the others!" Link suddenly commanded.

Karane was confused by this sudden shift in Link. "What?"

"Go now! I'll distract them!"

"Distract who?! Is something attacking?"

"Just please do as I say, Aryll!"

That made Karane even more confused. "Who's Aryll?"

"Orville! Get my sister out of here!" Link yelled to someone who was behind Karane.

Karane glanced at her to see that there was no one there. "Who the hell is Orville-?" Karane turns back to see that Link is gone. "Link? Link!" She darts around but sees no trace of him. "Dammit, where'd he go now?!"

"Karane!" Pipit appears from a corner and jogs on over. "Did you find Link? I thought I heard him yelling!"

"I did, but he ran off." Karane let out a pause before turning to her boyfriend. "Does Link know anybody named Aryll or Orville?"

"Uh, not that I know of. Why?" Pipit furrowed his brows with confusion.

"Link was acting odd. Erratic and panicking. Saying things that didn't make sense. He called me Aryll. Then he yelled to someone named Orville to take her somewhere. I turned away for one second, and he was gone. I don't know why he's acting like this aside from the possibility that he got a head injury that we didn't know about…"

"We'll get to the bottom of it. We just need to find Link before he hurts himself even further."

"Right."

"Come on. He couldn't have gotten too far." Pipit led the way, and Karane followed.

Fledge was exploring his section of the strange ruins, searching for Link. Something was unsettling about this place. Everywhere he turned, he felt a chill on his spine and uneasiness in his stomach. He didn't know why, but it felt as if he was walking through the partial skeletons of what was left of a long-decayed person. Along his path, he had seen several rusted, decayed weapons that reminded him of the ones he had seen Bokoblins and Moblins armed themselves with. There were also long, dried splatters of brown stains in many places.

Something nudged Fledge's foot. Below was an old, torn-up doll. One that a child would play with. Children like Kukiel, Gully, and many others back on Skyloft. Fledge bent down to take the doll in his hands. Closer examination showed that the toy had tiny drops of the same brown stains. Next to where the doll lay was the ruins of a house. More of the brown stains, including on what resembled a baby's cot, were everywhere. The doll fell out of Fledge's hands, as did his heart once he realized what the brown stains were.

Whatever happened to this place must've been truly horrible.

Faint shouting in the distance caught Fledge's attention. He ran to the direction of it once he could pinpoint where it was. As he got closer, he could hear the shouting.

"YOU TRAITOR!"

"Link?!" Fledge stopped his running.

"HOW COULD YOU DO THIS TO HER?! TO ALL OF US?!"

Ignoring the soreness in his body, Fledge sprints over to the voice as fast as he can. He didn't know who Link was shouting about or why. Whatever was going on, Fledge could hear that Link was in danger. He had to hurry before it was too late. Fledge turned a corner. Up ahead, he found Link surrounded by thick fog.

Link was kneeling with his sword in hand. He was panting heavily, clutching over like he had been hurt. He lifted his head up, his eyes gazing up as if he were staring at someone. There was anger in his eyes.

With all the venom in his voice, Link speaks out words in a language that Fledge had no clue what it was. Flawlessly as if Link had been speaking it his whole life.

A gurgling gasp cries out of Link. His body lurches as if something had stabbed through him. Link lingered there for several seconds until his body jerked as if the invisible object was pulled out of him. Then, it looked as if he was tossed on his side. Fledge eyes widened with panic, for it seemed similar to how Ghirahim initially killed him back in The Fire Sanctuary. He shot out his signal to alert Pipit & Karane before running to Link's side.

The fog surrounding Link had mostly cleared when Fledge reached him. He gathered Link in his arms. Fledge was bracing himself for whatever horrific injuries Link may have gotten. But there none found on. No cut, bruise, or blood was seen on Link. He was completely unharmed.

"What the Hell?" Fledge found himself asking several times.

Minutes later, Pipit & Karane arrived. They ran over to the teen boys hastily once they saw Fledge holding Link's unconscious form.

"Thank the goddesses you found him!" Karane exclaimed.

"Is he hurt?" Pipit glues his eyes to Link, trying to find any injuries.

"N-No. At least, I don't think so. It was…strange. He was shouting at someone. It sounded like he was fighting them. Then it looked like he got stabbed before passing out."

"He acted weird when I saw him, too." Fledge looks to Karane. "He was yelling for me to run somewhere. Called me Aryll, then called out to an Orville."

"Any of those names ring a bell to you?" Pipit asked.

"None of them do. I've never heard any of those on Skyloft," Fledge's eyes turn back to Link. "What exactly is going on with him?"

Off in the distance, The Blupee watches over the group. The only one aware of its presence was Fi. She telepathically reached out to him, wondering what it had to say.

"Tell them your story. They deserve to know. And it will make it easier for Link to understand once I tell him the truth about himself." The Blupee implored. "Even more when he learns the truth about her…"

Fi then knew exactly what she had to do next, no matter how much she wished not to. "When he wakes…I will tell my story. After that, you're free to do your part whenever you are ready."

The Blupee gives a gentle nod and disappears back into the forest. Fi then turns her attention to her human companions.

"I believe I may have an answer for what is happening." Fi exited the sword. Floating before the teenagers. "Master Link is not injured. He has been seeing…visions."

"What kind of visions?" Karane inquired.

"Visions of the past. Of a lifetime before Skyloft was created. A lifetime that…I once lived."

Thunder cracked loudly in the sky, causing the teens to jump. The dark storm clouds were closer, meaning it would only be minutes before they finally arrived.

"We should get some shelter first," Pipit suggested to the sword spirit.

"I…may know a spot in the ruins. They should be able to hold this storm. Once Master Link wakes, I will explain further."

"Lead the way then."

Fledge lifted Link into his arms to carry him. He winces at the additional heavyweight. Pipit noticed this and quickly took Link into his arms.

"Let me carry him. You get his sword."

"I can carry him fine."

"You're also still recovering from being tortured."

Fledge breathes in defeat, accepting Pipit's argument. Fledge picks up the Master Sword. Karane also collects Link's Sacred Shield. With his items secured, they followed Fi. Fledge walked alongside the sword spirit, arms around the sacred blade. He kept thinking about what Link said right before he passed out.

"Fi…right before Link passed out, he said something in a language I didn't understand."

"He did. It's a language that is different from the Skylian language. One you never learned of."

"Did you know what he said though?"

"I have. Would you like me to translate it?"

Fledge nods his head.

Fi then shares. "He said: My spirit will haunt you and the Demon King till your downfall."

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