Link has to get rid of Dark Link before anybody finds out that he actually exists, but why is Dark Link so laid back about the whole thing? Doesn't he care about being destroyed?
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"That thing has got to go," said Dark, sitting at the couch with Link sitting next to him, covered in blankets and sipping a cup of tea.
Neither of them had dared to turn their backs on the mask. They had been stuck at the couch for hours.
"Uhuh," agreed Link, who tended to stop talking and instead communicating through grunts when worried.
"I mean, leaving it there was a super bad idea. One of the worst you've had after putting the damn thing on," said Dark.
Link pursed his lips. "Hmph."
"I know, I know, the moon was about to crush the earth yeah. But damn, that thing is something else. And whatever was in it, is now inside you. Or, inside us, considering we're sharing mental space and everything. And what the hell was inside that thing in the first place?"
"A god," whispered Link.
Dark gave a tired sigh. "I was hoping the 'Deity' thing was an...exaggeration," he said.
Link shook his head. Because of course it was an actual god. Of course.
Dark bit his lower lip. "You know, I don't like the idea, but maybe you should tell the sages about this. I mean, if that thing is really a god we shouldn't underestimate it," he said.
Link took a deep breath, and shook his head. He hadn't told Zelda or the sages about his adventures in Termina, and he would not tell them about it now. Dark could feel his absolute refusal through their mental bond.
He poked Link's temple. "Don't be so strong headed. This is important. Whatever is in that thing clearly can take over you. We have to be careful," he said, and let his head fall against Link's shoulder.
Link let himself relax, and stared at his cup of tea for a long moment before speaking. "That's why I can't tell them," he said. "What will they do if they know that it can take over me? What will they do if they think it's too dangerous to have me walk free while I have that think inside me? I...I don't want them to decide I'm...dangerous..."
"If it makes you feel better," Dark said, holding Link's hand and entwining their fingers. "They would probably think I'm much more dangerous. What with being made by Ganondorf and everything."
A smile tugged at the edges of Link's mouth. "It doesn't," he said, and scoffed a laugh. "It really doesn't make me feel better."
Dark shoved him. "Jerk."
"But really, I can't... I don't want to tell them. And besides, I can deal with it. I just need to find something that could separate us. Or at least something to make sure it doesn't take over my body."
"Sure yeah, I bet there are tons of things that contain evil powerful deities and separate spirits and shit," said Dark, annoyed at him. He couldn't help but remember the feeling of something powerful hiding between their shared mind bond, and the way it seemed to speak with a voice made from sheer power.
"Yes," said Link.
"What?"
Link sat up straight. "There is a place where spirits merge and separate. The Spirit Temple."
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