The Story of Ghirahim

Chapter 9

You are now the spirit of my sword. You have gained new powers as has this sword. If it ever breaks, it will be reforged in your heart. There is a hidden form within you, the crystal burrowed into your chest harnesses this ability. If I am defeated, you will be able to ressurect me. You will now be known as, Demon Lord Ghirahim..."

I hear Demise's words echo in my head. I open my eyes, I'm covered in ashes. I take a gulping breath and sit up. I look down at myself and see that I am naked. My skin the familiar tan color it was back in Hylian City. I stand and look all around me, I am back in Hylian City, or what remains of it. All that is left is the charred remains of buildings that once stood tall and strong.
I feel nothing. There was a sudden release and now...nothing but the melancholy emptiness is left with me.
I walk to where I know the Mage Academy should be. To my surprise, it is still standing and seems to be the only thing untouched. I climb the stairs to my old room and find my old clothes. I dress and walk back out.
What now? I ask myself. I hear a patter echo in the distance. I look in the direction it's coming from and the town seems to fly past me in a breeze of ashes. I shield my eyes from it and when I open them...there she is.
I see her original form standing in the misty white distance. I hold out my hand for her. She smiles and walks toward me. My heart beats again and I feel...I feel happiness, my love for her driving what is left of my very being.
She takes my hand and it feels just how I remember it, warm and soft...
I don't know if this is real, but it is all I ever want to know...forever...