Age of Prosperity

Chapter 14

This chapter will contain minor AOC DLC spoilers at the beginning.
Purah's POV:

It was a regular boring day, until... "Purah! I found something, so get in here!" Robbie shouted. Jeez he was loud, way too loud, you could say and I'd have to agree. I hated the fact that I also had a tiny bit of feeling for him, it was incredibly annoying, yet it was all I could think about while trying to fall asleep.

I stood up from my research chair, and groaned. All my papers fell on the floor, oh well, that's future me's problem. Besides, if I don't get in there quick enough, he was going to kill me. I would be found dead, a Shekiah blade in my gut, floating through the moat surrounding Hyrule Castle.

I walked into the extra little room on the side, if this wasn't worth my time, he was going to be the one dead in that moat. "What?" I asked, already annoyed, him not making it better. "Come look idiot!" He snapped. I was going to murder him. I walked over and saw our little fighting machine.

"What about the weapon of mass destruction?" I asked, reminiscing about defeating hordes of monsters during the calamity with it. "I think I figured out how to replicate the champions' abilities with it!" He said excitedly. "Yeah, we already did that with Urbosa's lighting" I reminded him.

"Not like that, it now can create gusts of wind, create a barrier around the user, and heal others!" He said, gesturing wildly. This, I guessed, was why I loved him. "Oh that's great, I have a paper cut! Let's try it!" I said, shoving my hand under the light. "Ok, here we go!" He tapped a few buttons on a Shekiah Slate replica.

Suddenly, bright sky blue strings and dark ocean blue strings wrapped around my cut, and the feeling was almost... sweet. It was like I was eating through my finger, which is really not that pleasant, but also is at the same time. It was quite strange, but then again, so was literally everything about my life.

When the strings disappeared, I was left with fully healed skin, minus a scab. "It's not as powerful as Mipha's healing ability, but it's still remarkable!" He explained. "What about it the other abilities?" As I asked, he tapped a few buttons and a small red barrier appeared around my finger.

He slapped it and it pushed his hand back, yet little cracks appeared in the shield. He slapped it once more and it shattered, yet the shield took most of the blow. He gently tapped my fingers and I felt my face heat up. What? This never happened, never! I looked away embarrassed and he hid behind the replica, either hiding his face or trying to activate the last one.

"I reworked Urbosa's lightning into two settings, one for damage, and the other to help resuscitate someone," he said, clearing his throat. "Now how does that work?" I asked. "I think it possibly could restart their heart, and help it get back on a regular beat, saving them" he explained. That did make sense I'd have to admit, in theory, heaving emphasis on that.  

It was a very good idea, and with some work could save many lives. "In theory, that could work, and with some adjustments we could save lives!" I said, fulling taking in this surprisingly genius plan. He tapped a few buttons and I got a small shock.

"Hey! Warning next time?" I demanded. He just laughed and clicked some more buttons. My finger was very warm from the unexpected shock. I was about to cool it down, when I felt a nice, surprisingly strong, breeze. "Revali?" I asked, already knowing the answer. He nodded yes. "This is amazing, I can't wait to start researching this!" I said excitedly, recalling everything that had happened.

This was truly remarkable! This could save so many, and could change the course of humanity for millennia to come! I was just about to communicate this to him, when the door bust open. "Purah, we need to talk!" Impa shouted from the doorway. " 'bout what?" I asked. "Several things actually, you might want to sit down, and actually let us sit down" she said, winded for whatever reason.
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It took 10 whole minutes to explain everything, before we could finally get to the researching part. "These hol-holograms he speaks of seem to be like reflections of people, things that talk, act, and look like whatever is desired," I concluded. The champions seemed thoughtful, scratching their chins at this.