Goddess Of Time [Link X Reader] COMPLETED

Ch.27 Time Is Free

Link's P.O.V

That damn Zant! This twilight palace is a maze everywhere I go! Almost like a dungeon... nah it can't be one. Looking around the place I could feel a small sense of hope in here... but that was impossible.

Deep inside it felt like (y/n) was alive. My mind was just lying to me, playing tricks on me with this air around the twilight. But why did I feel there was someone watching me, making a note of my being?

That didn't matter anymore once I finally came into the throne room. Zant was sitting on his throne, sitting still as a statue while he eyed my Master Sword.

Midna came out of my shadow and stared at him. "Zant," She smirked and rested a hand on her hip. "Isn't this ironic? Here we are, all thanks to the dark magic cure you placed on Link!"

Zant had his mouth open as when he spoke the air around him as cold as his soul. "You speak of magic? Still your tongue for a moment, whelp, and I will tell you of both magic and the oppression of ages..."

"The people of our tribe," the mask broke off and unfolded to reveal his face. The same pattern of the portals of the sky was on his forehead as his eyes were red with his pupils yellow, like a snakes. Even from the head and neck down his skin look scaly like and rough. "A tribe that mastered the arts of magic... were locked away in this world like insects in a cage."

He then rose his arms, as is he was praying to a god. "In the shadows we regressed, so much so that we soon knew neither anger nor hatred... nor even the faintest bloom of desire." Creepily he began to twist his body in a coil. "And all of it was the fault of a useless, do-nothing royal family that had resigned used to this miserable half-existence imp!"

Zant was creepy as alright as he stomped his feet in anger, a way a child would do when he didn't get the thing he wanted. Zant took a deep breath as his pupils dilated. "I had served and endured in that depraved household for far too long, my impudent princess."

To our surprise he jump at us, barley stopping with the tip of his toes and spinning in circles, the anger and hate all in the swirls he was radiating off. "And why, you ask? Because I believed I would be the next to rule our people! THAT is why!"

The Usurper King lean back and laughed with a cruel and utter evil around him. "But would they acknowledge me as their king? No! And as such, I was denied the magic powers befitting our ruler! It was then, in the thrall of hatred and despair, that I turned my eyes to the heavens... and found a god."

"A false god." I spoke up, my voice cracking a little.

"WRONG!" He shot back at me, leaning downwards as his face looked up at the sky, before suddenly forcing himself up. "My god had only one wish..."

Zant suddenly disappeared and appeared on the throne. "To merge shadow and light... and make darkness!" He rose up in the air and began to laugh with a joke only he would get. "But the imp princess vowed to battle me only, so I will let her battle me."

"Then I'll just help her." I stood my guard and braced my sword at him, the light gleaming off everything around it.

"Ahh... that's where you are wrong. Oh my Twilight Princess! I have a toy for you to play around with!"

"Yay! Finally a challenge in this stinking place!"

Next to the throne appeared... (y/n)? My breath was caught in my throat... I could think her name but couldn't say it. There she was in the flesh, only in revealing twilight clothing and a small black crown on her head. "Ooo it's the so-called-hero? Now I like this battle."

"(y/n)..." Midna spoke first. Her eyes were wide with disbelief. "But how...? We saw you die..."

"Oh foolish princess, that's where you missed it! My god gave her to me, almost shaped out of live and bloody all over. He told me to take her as my queen and have her stay in the twilight realm where she could rest and heal. It took about a weeks' time for her eyes to open, so innocent around her, until she remembered her true calling, severing my god, Lord Ganondorf."