The Smallest and Most Important Realm There Is

Chapter Fourteen

Professor: Hello everyone!

So, I owe you an apology. That last chapter I posted, it was completely and utterly horrible. I can't believe that I wrote it. I didn't even notice how bad it was until AFTER I posted it. And so, to make up for it, I am putting loads more effort into this chapter and I am even having an amazing friend of mine beta-read and edit it for me.

So, remember, I own nothing! Enjoy!

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A giant air bubble stretched over the group as they continued on their way, traveling along the old Hylian path that had once led to the Goron City. A path once filled with monsters and rolling Gorons, the place was now deserted, understandable since it was underwater.

Darunia shook his head, "It is sad what my home has come to. A place for bravery and loyalty, for the greatest of the Gorons, now reduced to a drowned wasteland."

Impa looked over her shoulder at her friend, "Be happy, Darunia. At least your people survived in some way. The Gorons now travel around the Great Sea, from island to island. The Sheikah didn't live at all."

The Goron shook his head, "They aren't Gorons. They are simply an echo of what once was. The last drop of a storm to fall."

The Doctor groaned from in front of them, "Will you two stop being so melancholy and depressing and acting like tortured poets and...melancholy...ish?! It's getting on my nerves!"

"Allow them a moment, Doctor," Rauru said, "It is not everyday that you learn your home has been destroyed."

The Doctor didn't respond to that. He just looked at the ground, his face showing no emotion. No one else spoke either.

The Sages had gotten the Doctor out of Ganon's prison quite easily and transported him to the first spot they could think of, which happened to be the remains of Kakariko Village. The village where Impa had lived was deserted and completely destroyed as well. Before the Flood, it had been overgrown by the plants that no one had taken care of, making the place seem more like a jungle with houses at random points than anything else. From there, the Doctor pointed to the volcano, saying that they needed to go just beyond it.

And that they had to walk, which was the only part that really confused them.

As Sages they could easily warp to where ever they needed to go, but from the way the Doctor was acting they didn't question it. His mood was far too serious for questions. Which the Doctor was grateful for. His mind was a mess. Having to walk to the first Triforce Shard was simple compared to the thousands of directions that his mind was trying to go right now. But each direction lead back to the same question.

What had made the crack in Amy's bedroom wall come to Hyrule?

Hyrule was a realm. Realms were different, they had different rules than the rest of the universe. For that crack to come to Hyrule meant that someone had to have broken one of those rules. As for the crack transporting the Sages to an alternate dimension, that he could believe because, once again, Hyrule was a realm and realms had different rules. That crack in the fabric of space and time would react differently in a realm than it would in the rest of the universe.

But then why had the crack opened back up and let them come back to this dimension? It was highly unlikely.

Unless...

Vaguely, an idea started to form in his mind. Just bits and pieces. He glanced over at his friends. It didn't seem likely that they were doing that, they smelled right. He could always tell clones by the way they smell...usually. Well, most of the time. Ok, half the time. And only if there was something distinctly alien about them. But he had always caught on to Ganon's clones before. There was no way that these were clones created by him. He hadn't had enough time to create such sophisticated clones, not without outside help, which Ganondorf would never accept.