Legend of Zelda - Link x Reader - A Simple Wish

Chapter 1: Lost and Alone

This is the first proper chapter and I have no idea whether this is off to a good start or not... I was focusing on writing it to be as enjoyable as possible. (I do not own the photo)  I'd just like to note that using the "botw timeline" I'll use the terrain, possibly the divine beasts and many of the existing characters and maybe some of the side plots. Enjoy my haphazard writing... (also: super long note at the end)

Location: ???

The stony underground chambers, many miles below the lush green surfaces, was encased in a dark purple mass. Almost tentacle-like, it tensed and throbbed - violently swaying and swerving protruding limbs, each with a iridescent orange eye. Nothing seemed alive... only the unnaturally powerful malice swallowing the room to create a gloomy abyss.

Small, minuscule gaps that weren't hidden revealed intricate ancient Hylian carvings: prophecies made many thousands of years ago. Yet it did not fit. Such a holy place, one that would have been filled with prosperity was sunken deep beneath the soil, used as a hideout for a vicious beast. Monstrous strength ripped apart the walls and ceilings, tearing at them in colossal chunks to leave behind crumbling soil.

Slowly, the creature constructed a home for where pure evil would stay, marking the most sacred place for it to shelter and consume.

Sinking deeper into the murky abyss of malice, a figure lay there, drowned in both their conflicted thoughts and the evil. It was odd - to feel all your living energy being taken away, devoured and used for a callous cause. Thoughts slowly turned to mush, each memory being ripped to pieces, the ones that they were unwilling to lose were crumbling. However, they managed to grasp a hold onto who they were, keeping the malice at bay for a little longer.

Their breathing felt constricted too, head almost sunken in the blackish-purple matter, half of their unmoving body trapped helplessly and uncomfortably tight.

No-one was around to help.

They were most likely dozens of miles away from anyone - a shout wouldn't be enough to suffice. Not that it would be responded to either.

Alone as usual, they drifted their eyes to the corner, seeing blurry - but eerily bright - orange eyes surveying closely. There was no choice of escape. It was but a small hope, wishing that someone, anyone, would respond to their unknown calls.

Losing track of time became dull and discouraging, wondering why fate was painfully sluggish after all these years...

The realisation struck that everything else would have changed and gone on after time too: the Zoras, who had probably recovered from the severe weather Vah Medoh had been causing and the rampaging lynel; the Gorons of Death Mountain must have begun to open up more trading with the Hylians, and everything else they knew about them could have changed; the Ritos, though they weren't familiar with them very well, they felt as if their village must've grown since their last visit; possibly even the Gerudo customs surrounding voe and vai have been altered... but they weren't too sure on that. They doubted that many years of imprisonment in the malice would change their memory of having to enter the very stronghold. The ruler would have grown since her childish self... probably even forgetting about their existence.

Come to think of it, everyone must have forgotten, being just a figure in stained glass. A mere legend. Disappointment overrode the being, noticing that there wasn't a single person who'd remember them as not just as a figure of strength and hope... but as an individual. A Hylian with feelings just like any other.

Sure, Princess Zelda would have been looking.

Years and years of searching, though she would have stopped too, like everyone else.