Numb ✧ Ghirahim x Reader ✔

chapter 1

[Name] wandered through the Lanayru Province, trying to ascertain where exactly she stood in the entirety of Hyrule. Although she spent most of her childhood in Castle Town, she had no recollection of the journey there. How she came to the Hidden Village - well, she was delivering a bottle of Telma's pumpkin soup to her customers running the Fishing Hole and Rapids Ride. That voyage was tedious, but at least now [Name] had some sense of direction going in that route.

Still, by foot the trip would take too long; she'd need a horse like she had last time. She had to cross the Bridge of Eldin, which would allow her to arrive in Castle Town at least two days faster than trudging through Upper Lanayru.

Once [Name] arrived at the Bridge of Eldin, her eyes filled with stars as she rushed over to the edge. The clear waters of the Zora's River shone radiantly as the waves roiled beneath her, tempting her to hop over the margin and bathe. After moments of admiring the world she never made the effort to appreciate before, she unfolded her map again.

"Eh... After crossing to Eldin, we go right until we reach another bridge... OK!" She mumbled to herself, maintaining a fervent mindset. She tucked the aged scrap of parchment in her leg pouch before she ambled through Hyrule Field, leery to avoid nearby bokoblins and overhead kargaroks.

As the bridge leading into Castle Town came into view, she noticed a glimmering object lying in the distance. Curiosity getting the better of her, she ran towards it, squatting down to examine it. Despite bearing the appearance of a simple piece of metal, it emitted a strange aura, which didn't go unnoticed.

"Maybe it's Eldin Ore," she concluded, after listing various materials in her head. Deciding she could sell the ore for some extra rupees, she placed the rock in her satchel - which took up all of the space she had in there - and continued forward.

However, just a little bit farther, she could see another glittering object. Entranced, [Name] ran over and lifted it. It was much heavier, and larger, than the previous ore, and was embedded deep within the ground. Being the stubborn girl [Name] was, she remained adamant about removing it, and continued pulling until she fell backwards.

Sitting up, she picked out pieces of earth that caked the ore, revealing a thick, jagged piece of metal. It didn't take long for her to realize this wasn't ore at all - it was part of a sword. Recognizing that the shape corresponded to the piece she previously took, she tried to fit the two together. 

And then it snapped.

The giant sword shattered into a flurry of red and white-colored diamonds, and in the absence of the weapon these diamonds formed a tall, muscular man. His hair was pure white, as were his eyes, which sent chills down [Name]'s spine. In the center of his forehead laid a silver diamond, and a similar one, albeit much larger, rested on his chest. Underneath the white designs that marked his body, his skin was dark with fiery red patches, like glowing embers.

[Name] jumped backwards in shock, not expecting the blade to transform into a person.

The figure glanced down at her, though said nothing. His stare was intense - he hadn't any pupils nor eyebrows, but appeared to be glaring daggers into her skull. 

"Uh..." Trying not to let herself be crushed under his intimidating glower, she hauled herself from the ground. "...Hi."

No response.

"Were you, er, trapped in that sword?"

Silence.

She puffed her cheeks out. "Do you need help?"

Nothing.

"Alrighty, uh, guess I'll leave then."

Turning away, she located the bridge that would take her to Castle Town and prepared to set off in that direction. However, as soon as she took a step away from the sword-man, she heard a repetitive cracking noise reverberate through the air. Turning around, she saw the once slicked-up white hair fall to cover half of the man's face. The two diamonds attached to his body faded inside of him, and his skin dimmed into a single shade of grey.

With a snap of his fingers, a red cloak appeared on his body, and with a dramatic flip of his hair, he put a hand on his hip. He released a sassy, almost condescending laugh, though his smirk was wiped right off his face upon more closely inspecting [Name].

"Who are you? And what are you wearing?! Have you no sense of style?!! Ugh!"