Numb ✧ Ghirahim x Reader ✔

chapter 52

a/n

lazy writing cuz you've already read this ^^

it's just that chapters 20-23 were in [name]'s perspective, and 51-52 are by ghira ^w^

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It was only when [Name] mentioned the Gate of Time that Ghirahim's attention was snapped back. That was the cause of all thisーher death, [Mother]'s appearance, everything. He wouldn't allow her to get near that again.

"Gate of Time..." he murmured, keeping his façade convincing. He strode over to Link, who had pulled the Dominion Rod into view as well, and telekinetically stole both items from them. He only scowled when the Hylian unsheathed his sword.

"I have dealt with you before, and I've no intention to fiddle with you again," he said, resisting the urge to scream at his face. He'd love nothing more than to pummel the young boy. But for now, his attention was set on the Sheikah girl. "Come, [Name]. Our duel must wait."

For whatever reason, she hesitated.

Her gaze met the ground, waiting in a tense silence.

"I..." Her voice cracked a bit. "I'm not one of them," she stated. Ghirahim knew what she was referring to now. The Yiga. His heart ached for her now. She's been burdening this knowledge her entire life, and now he just pitted her to pick a side.

She turned to Link, as if her silent gaze was asking for his advice.

"...You are the master," was all he said.

Shut up, Skychild, Ghirahim internally hissed.

"Don't act like you have absolute power over Fi," [Name] snapped, and the demon smiled triumphantly. He enjoyed watching the Hylian Hero pushed back into a corner. Link explained that there was no need to control Fi, for she was already loyal to him, blah blah blah... His cutesy stutters and quiet voice only irked the Demon Lord.

However, [Name] suddenly pulled a request out of the blue, asking that, "Link, battle me."

Naturally, he responded with: "This really isn't the time to---"

But he stopped himself, instead staring intently at the Sheikah. She seemed to have thought of a plan. While Ghirahim hated the interactions between them, he realized this was his chance to get away. After all, this may be [Name], but not the [Name] who reciprocated his love.

"There is no time to play when I am this close to rendezvousing with Master again." Yet, his tongue betrayed him, and he kept making excuses for her to stay by his side. She answered smoothly.

"You're right," [Name] shrugged. "You should go on ahead."

"Fool," Ghirahim muttered. "I cannot be returned unless you are killed."

"Yes, but I'm obviously too weak to control you."

Any commands you make, darling, I will fulfill.

"You're basically free."

You've completely captivated me, love.

"Facing Demise now would almost make you equal."

Well...Idiotic logic like that only adds to your charm.

Ghirahim knew for a fact no one could ever dominate the omnipotence that was Master Demise, not even him. ...Except for Linkーhowever the only explanation he could take from that was that the goddess Hylia bestowed her abilities to him. It wasn't Link himself, per se, he was simply controlled like a marionette. No silly skychild could ever destroy Demise without a deity's assistance.

"That's Lord Demise," he corrected, then lowered his gaze. "You're a liar, but I can acknowledge your reasoning."

He stole one last glance at her, and then vanished. He now had two of each the Book and Rod in his possession; one set stolen from Link, the other set he's had since first utilizing the Gate. For now, he should drop off the extra set for his past self's benefit.

If his memory served him right, Ghirahim first found the artifacts sitting atop a shelf in one of the castle's arsenals. They were hidden amongst other weapons, easy to miss, but never by his enviable eyesight. He must admit, his vision was unparalleled.

Sneaking into Hyrule Castle wasn't at all difficult, considering that the rest of Ganondorf's minions knew his face and considered him their superior. He entered the same arsenal where he had first found the Book and Rod, and arranged them as he remembered.

He then prepared to make his leaveーuntil he saw Zant standing before him.

"In need of a weapon?" Zant kept himself taciturn in appearance and voice, tone low as he called out to the Demon Lord. His chameleon headgear concealed his face, but Ghirahim could almost see the lazy smirk crawling across his face.

"Simply observing," the demon responded. He passed by the Twili then, however halted upon hearing him speak once more.

"You're rapidly declining."

"Am I?" He chuckled. Laugh and move forward, his mind was set to do.

"I've followed you this whole way, yet you hadn't noticed."

"..." It's true he hadn't acknowledged the Shadow King's presence at all, till now. Perhaps he was simply exhaustedーthe effects of the Gate of Time's malfunction temporarily maimed his senses, is all.

"Has that Sheikah rat's death taken its toll on you?"

...Quite so. In this time, Zant was still unaware that his attempt to murder [Name] failed. And yet, this still was very accurate. Ghirahim wondered if [Name] truly had died that day, would he be as miserable as he was now?

"I've no grief for those who oppose Lord Ganondorf."

Goddess, even his own lies made Ghirahim cringe now.