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Chapter 01 - Hateno, the Village of the Normal

My life has always been easy. And for a time, I loved it. It was predictable, it was safe, and it was routine. I woke up at the same time everyone else did, and that was with the morning crow of the rooster and sometimes even before that. No matter the occasional urges to sleep in, nor if I was sick, nor if I simply wanted to laze around, I had things to do, and so I did them.

Oh, yes. Every morning, duty prevailed over anything else. The needs of others came before my own - that was how it always had been, and as long as I was here, that's how it would remain.

The day usually started with a light breakfast, something to get me going enough to do my morning chores. I tended to my cuckoos, those dear darling hens of mine and that damned rooster, then checked in on my garden. 

If there were things - flowers or my vegetables and the like - ready to be picked, I picked them before the day's heat could even think of coming, then watered and fed the plants. Then came general housekeeping (not that there was ever much to be done), my full breakfast, then more daily tasks, other things that I took to daily to stay ahead of them.

Those tasks would often entail going to the beach to check our traps in the shallows and collect anything that had been caught, heading down into town for general shopping, or whatever odd job I'd picked up for the week. To name a few, sometimes that would be helping with the bovines, doing inventory in our various shops, running the inn for a day or two so the owners could rest. I was, simply put, the town's all-rounder; I did anything and everything I could around here, just to keep it interesting.

Or, you know. However interesting the same old, same old could be after however many years doing it.

So, yes. My life has always been easy, as life here in Hateno Village always was.

But lately, well...

Alright, before going any further, allow me to retract, because perhaps it's not entirely accurate to say lately. Pretty close to near an entire lifetime ago, I had gotten bored of all this. I used to love the predictability, the safety, the routine. But it was so damn numbing that it was growing intolerable to bear, more and more, day by day.

It seemed those around me had started to notice, too. While my growing unease was obvious to anyone with eyes, it was Leah - my best friend - who really noticed first, started to pay attention to it, and notified the rumor pool the most, I'm sure. As my dearest friend and closest confidant, she tended to notice such changes in my behavior and as I've grown ever increasingly restless and impatient for Hylia only knows what, she's definitely noticed.

She doesn't approve, nor does she get it, but she's noticed.

Leah, like the other inhabitants of the town, was perfectly content here. That's what I didn't approve of, and what I didn't get, and what I noticed. I turned it over repeatedly in my mind, so many times that I could not recall or even hope to count - not that I needed to, because even once was enough for me to realize that I would never understand such things.

I could not understand, and I could not even hope to begin to.

We only had so many books in our humble library, so certainly we'd all read the same books? We'd all gotten the same education surely, so how could they hear of the wonders Hyrule had to offer and not want to go see it all? We'd all remained here - to my knowledge - for our entire lives respectively, so how were they not all as bored as I was?

Hateno was peaceful, I had to at least grant it that. In a land ravaged now by monsters, safety was something good to count on, but goodness, if it wasn't stifling. Nothing changed here. Nothing ever happened here. We rarely got visitors, so the people I grew up knowing would be the same people I'd be with until I die. I'd never meet the Gerudo, the Zora, the Rito, or the Gorons either. I'd never even meet Hylians other than the ones here - only the dozens I'd known since birth, the handful of working dogs, the cattle and the pigs and the hens and the cats that resided here, and nothing else. No one else.