The Revival of Shadow Link

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The room didn't appear to have any exits, but it was large and circular, and in Hylian, there were words carved into a stone pillar. There were five stone pillars, but the one it was written on was one that had clearly fallen apart and laid crumbled on the ground. It appeared to be missing the first half of the text, but the rest was definitely readable.

Zelda and Vio were examining the pillar, Blue was arguing with Green about something, and Green was also trying to find a way out with Red and Briar.

"Hey, Shadow, you should come look at this!" Zelda shouted over to me.

Vio was still acting strange and was kinda freaking me out. He wasn't even being cold, he was just being...blank.

I looked at the words carved in the stone; only half the pillar was standing, the other half was nowhere to be found.

I frowned at the words. 

"...no one knows about the Five Sword or the Dark Mirror and how the two are intertwined. There are several theories about the two's connection, and while nothing has been proven, many believe the Five Sword is made out of a metal similar to the frame of the Dark Mirror, and the jewel on the hilt of the fifth sword does look very similar in color to the glass of the Dark Mirror. While the other's had an emerald, or sapphire, or ruby, or amethyst, it seems to be made of glass and is much less sturdy. This explains the fate of the Five Sword."  I read it aloud, not entirely sure if I read it correctly inside my head.

Zelda looked at the broken part of the pillar, it ended in a jagged edge that you could easily cut yourself on. "Where's the rest?"

"Probably on the rest of the pillar," I replied.

"Yeah, and I'm wondering where that is." She frowned. I hadn't noticed before but she had blood in the ends of her hair. I couldn't imagine having long hair, it would be such a pain, and all the things it would get into.

"The Five sword?" Red said. "Is that what it says?"

Vio nodded. "That is definitely what it says. And it mentions the Four Swords..."

Silence ensued.

"We should find a way out of here," Green said, and I, for one, was thankful someone broke the silence.

We started looking around. For some reason, Zelda was talking to me about it. 

"What do you think it means?" she asked.

"Dunno; it seems old, maybe it was translated a lot and the actual meaning has just been lost. Or...maybe we read it wrong and it's actually talking about puppies and flowers or something. Or...maybe I'm crazy."

Zelda shook her head. "Maybe we'll find the rest and that can explain it." She looked over her shoulder and--certain no one was listening or watching--whispered to me, "I think I was right...when I said you were a Link too."

"You sound ridiculous," I stated, not believing her. I had decided that she said that just to try and prolong her fate, she was kinda going to be sacrificed, the pure blood of a noblewoman, for...some reason that hadn't ever been clarified for me. For fun? I never knew or bothered to ask, just knew bad shit was gonna happen and she was gonna die. 

"You know what else sounds ridiculous? An ancient demon being awoken by a boy drawn out of a magic mirror that looks exactly like the hero meant to stop him."

"I'm his shadow, of course I look like him."

"But what does the mirror do?"

"Powers all the evil in your world, smashing it gets rid of that evil, that's why it was smashed in the first place."

"You aren't evil," she insisted. 

"Than why'd I die when the mirror was shattered?"

"I...don't know. But I don't truly believe your evil, I can see it in your eyes. You're just confused."

"I am confused. Confused as to how the hell we get out of here and why you keep thinking I'm some hero when I'm not. You literally have no evidence to support why you think I'm so good."

"You shattered the Dark Mirror, you ended up dying."

"Well, I wanted to die to begin with, and I still didn't get that."

They had now started listening to us, but it didn't sink in, we were still talking.

She shook her head. "Maybe I don't have evidence, and maybe there really is nothing that can make me say you're good, but...I can see it. Maybe I just...care too much, maybe I'm too forgiving, and too friendly, and too naive...but I know you're good and even if I can't convince you, I know it. There's something going on, and I know even if you don't that you aren't who we thought you to be."

"That's exactly what Vio said," recalling yet another memory. "That something was wrong and I could be good and he saw it in me and how much he cared about me...he said all of that before I nearly killed him, so at this point..." I stopped. I finally noticed the others. "Forget it.

He was scared of me. I saw it in his eyes; fear I had never seen in them before, he was scared of me. He said all that to avoid getting executed, and right when you know your end could be approaching, you say it. Neither of you actually care, you're liars who can't admit it.

I took a deep breath. Now was not a time to fall apart.

Briar looked at something above us, attatched to a pillar. "I think I found something."