Invisible String | Ghirahim x Reader x Link

So Far

"Where am I?"

I touched the wall, and my hand went right through like the surface was made completely out of water. The dark surface began rippling from where my hand made contact. Then, the sun rose in the distance lighting up the entire room.

I now stood in an area that seemed so serene.

There was this blue sky with soft, white, fluffy clouds covering the sky while the ground was covered in a small body of water no taller than my ankles. The water reflected the suns and sky's reflections.

"Sister," A voice growled at me. "How nice to finally visit me."

"Demise?" I gasp.

I saw the demon king's large figure. He was far more terrifying up close. His fiery hair and eyes got even more intense the closer he walked to me. His skin that was covered in black scales reflected the sun's rays.

He held out his massive hand to me.

I knew I shouldn't have but I took his hand. It was bigger than my entire head, but it was gentle as his fingers enclosed my own hand.

"I was wondering when you'd finally show up to this desolate prison. Eons and eons of being trapped under that seal with no company does strange things to you."

"How are you here?"

Demise began to laugh his maniacal, demented laugh. It made the hair on the back of my neck stand up. His imprisonment had really made him descend into madness. There was no semblance of my brother now.

He was all monster. His humanity was gone.

"Darkness rises and light to meet it. Hylia loved to say that to you. The inverse is true. The more power you regain, the stronger I become sister. Soon, very soon, that flimsy little seal will break, and I will return."

"No that can't be."

"I will be seeing you, sister. Sooner rather than later." 

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My eyes shot open.

The image of my deranged brother still burned freshly in my brain. I couldn't unsee it. His eyes were full of resentment and malice.

Where was my brother?

Where was the young man who stood by my side for whatever trial met us? Where was the level-headed strategist who loved the thrill of battle? Where was the honorable warrior that never let anything stop him from protecting those he cared for?

I tried to get up but realized I was being held down.

Ghirahim had his arm draped around my waist holding me against his chest and his legs were intertwined with mien.

He had always loved being intertwined with me. He always said he loved feeling as close as he physically could with me. He said he loved my softness and the warmth that I gave him.

"You remind me of the warm forge at Eldin. You feel like home, my love."

He would always say that to me.