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?
This fanfic updates Mondays and Fridays.
That night, when Dark still refused to reform, Link ordered Oni to go apologize to Dark so he would stop brooding. Well, he didn't order him per se, because you didn't order around a deity that was knowing for his destructive and warring nature. Link actually told him that as long as Dark kept throwing a fit, he would be very miserable, and he would make sure that his misery would seep over to Oni's mental space. And also he would nag. He would nag at him so much.
The deity stalked out of the house to look for the shadow, who had slipped out of the house to brood on his own.
"I dont understand your emotions," said Oni, looking up at a tree. Any mortal would have seen nothing more than the shifting shadows of the leaves, but Oni Link saw him as clear as he could see the original Link.
"Of course you don't. You're not a real person," said Dark reforming to sit on one of the branches. He wanted the smug pleasure of glaring down at the deity.
"Neither are you," said Oni.
Dark grit his teeth.
"I'm more of a person than you. I'm the shadow of one," said Dark, jumping down from the branch. "You don't even know what people are."
"You are making no sense. Looking like something doesn't make you something. I merely made you look more like a person. There was no other change in you."
"Yes! You just made me look like something I never will be! And guess what? I don't need my own skin reminding me of that!"
Oni frowned. "You want to be a mortal?"
"Tsk, as if," muttered Dark, looking away from Oni's white gaze. He felt like the deity could stare through him even easier than Link could. At least with Link, he could block their shared thoughts.
"You want to be the Hero," realized Oni.
"I don't want to," cried Dark, stomping his feet. "I was made to be him. The whole point of my existence is being him. That was the whole plan, but Ganondorf fucked up. He should have used his entire shadow!"
Silence fell between them for a moment, and then Oni lifted an eyebrow at him.
"Is that why you stole the rest of it?" he asked.
"Ganondorf is an idiot," mumbled Dark.
"You consumed the rest of his shadow, and it didn't make you any different. How could it change you? You are still a shadow," kept saying Oni.
"I know! I'm so sick of you pointing it out," said Dark, pushing his bangs away from his face with a trembling hand. He accidentally dropped his black cap, and bent over to retrieve it with a muttered curse. "I'm sick of you messing everything with Link," said Dark, fiddling to push his long hair back into the cap, and wondering how he was going to explain it all to Link. He knew that no matter how charming he was, 'sorry I ate your shadow, I thought it would make me real' wasn't going to cut it this time.
"You are already real," said Oni, tilting his head in confusion.
"Stay out of my head!" yelled Dark.
"Stop behaving like a child, you know I can't," said the deity. He found the entire discussion so ridiculous, he was almost entertained by the shadow. "And I didn't tell him about the shadow. I merely...pointed out that he couldn't be expected to notice everything."
"You covered me?" asked Dark, his bright red eyes getting very big. He could barely fathom the thought of the deity doing something so petty for him.
"I did no such thing. But telling him the truth would have only sowed discord between you two, and that would make our group weaker. The most logical option was to not mention anything about it. For now, at least."
"Uhmm, thanks, I guess. I mean I was going to tell him...later," said Dark, still fiddling with his hair.
Oni snatched the cap away from Dark. "This is ridiculous. You hate this cap," he said. "Let's go back. I'm tired of feeling the hero's worry on the back of my mind. Worry has got to be the most annoying and useless of all mortal emotions."
"Wha- Hey, give that back!" said Dark, running behind him to catch up with his long strides.
As he tried to reach him, he didn't notice how the deity's lips curled up in the first smile he had ever had. It had washed over him, a combination of amusement and confusion at the way all these beings behaved, torn by their illogical emotions.
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
Thank you for reading, I hope you're enjoying the story and please come say hi at my other accounts
Insta: https://urlgeni.us/instagram/alxdamien
Facebook: https://urlgeni.us/facebook/alexdamien
My Newsletter: http://eepurl.com/hsRDFH
And remember that my new novel it's now available on Amazon
It's a gay superhero thriller
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
