Before the Wild

Birth of the Prophecy

Hello everyone, and welcome to Before the Wild. As you can guess, this will take place in the years leading up to the fall of Hyrule 100 years before Breath of the Wild. I didn't plan on doing this, but after playing Breath of the Wild, I was inspired to do something. The 100 years prior seemed to be a great spot, so here we are.

There will be snippets from the "present" but mostly it will focus on the past. It's going to be a while before we get to the first memory, so hold on tight. Thanks for reading, give it a fav, follow, and/or review, and I'll see you guys in the next chapter.

Part 1: The King of Hyrule

Link walked over slowly to the mysteriously old man on the roof of the decrepit Temple of Time. The aged male had his front to Link, holding his cane with the palms of his hands like a knight standing guard. Link didn't know why the elder was so interested in him, or how he knew his name. Not like Link remembered much besides his name anyway.

The last few days for Link ever since his awakening from slumber had him risking his life searching for Sheikah Shrines...or whatever they were called, giving that they seemed related to the Sheikah Slate on his waist and the Sheikah Towers that what nearby and across Hyrule. Inside the shrines laid challenges that granted Link a certain rune-Magnesis, Cryonis, Stasis, and... Bombs-and a Spirit Orb. Link thought the old man wanted them but it turns out it was just for the statue of the Goddess that was erected in the hall of the temple. What was Link's reward?

An answer to all his questions and a paraglider to get the hell off the Great Plateau.

The old man caught sight of Link and chuckled. "Well done, young one."

Link nodded and stood up to the elder, being only a head shorter. In the 100 years he's been sleeping, he must have stayed the same height. He must didn't get any real rest because he was tired as hell. "Yeah, with little help from you."

The old man dismissed Link's comment. "Now then... The time has come to show you who I truly am."

Link cocked his head and raised an eyebrow. "Who?"

"I was once King Rhoam Bosphoramus Hyrule. I was...the last leader of Hyrule. A kingdom which no longer exists." A flash of light blinded Link, covering his eyes until it went away. He opened his eyes (without some woman telling him to) and gasped at the sight before him. The old man, King Rhoam, endowed himself in royal garments. He was quite big around the belly, given his age, easily dictated by the length and color of his impressive bread. Even for a ghost, the king's hair flowed with the wind. He looked down at Link with strong eyes, one that has seen things...and regretted them all. Something within the boy coerced him to bow as if he had been in this man's presence hundreds of times before. He succumbed slightly, bowing at the waist. Rhoam chuckled, "You can lose the formalities, Link. I am no longer your king."

"Yes sir... What happened? Was it because of Calamity Ganon?"

Rhoam nodded. "The Great Calamity was merciless. It had devastated everything in its path, lo, a century ago. It was then that my life was taken from me. And since that time, here I have remained in spirit form." King Rhoam turned to the broken window behind him, Link stepping up to the king's side. "I did not think it wise to overwhelm you while your memory was still fragile."

"Like anything has changed."

"So rather than that, I thought it best to assume a temporary form. Forgive me."