Ganondorf X Reader

Through the Eyes of Fire

Note: This chapter is written in Ganondorf's pov because Writer's block.

I have been in this dark realm for years, the embers on the floor only lighting up whenever Y/N slept or, alternatively, passed out - minus one time that is. It made me crave her presence constantly, more so than I ever have before in any past life. I knew my previous clinginess had pushed Y/N away, but she was the only thing in this room keeping me sane. My physical form was a rocky beast and my mind was stuck in this room.

Maybe I should be happy though. If Y/N wasn't in her situation she probably wouldn't rely on me for sanity as much as I do for her! ......

What am I thinking? She's been broken for a long time now, how could I smile upon her misfortune? Sometimes, hell even now, I wonder if Killorin has been the one dragging her down, or me. I've counted every visit she's had with me and it's added up to around 761 days. Around 2 years. Her mind projects her physical body, showing me the new scars and bruises she has gained every day. She been tortured by these Hylians on the premise that she worships me.

Why am I unable to control my physical body? I am the most powerful I'm sure I've ever been! Yet I'm confined in my mind awaiting rescue from my beloved who's being beaten daily! I've never felt so useless! It made me mad! But I am once again calmed down by Y/N who has to strain herself to keep me from blowing a fuse!

"Why am I so useless!?"  I scream into oblivion.

Just then the embers along the floor light up and I eagerly await for Y/N to appear in front of me. As expected, her body slowly roses from the floor and her body was covered with a light coat of now burning embers. I ever so gently wipe them off her torn and tattered clothing, her mentality appeared as tired as her physical body as she seems to be sleeping in her mind, drowning into a deep sleep.

I can't help but admire her sleeping face, her lips slightly parted her eyes fluttering. My peace of mind was interrupted when I saw whip lashes across her shoulders. The floor glowed brighter and brighter until the embers began burning as furiously as did my anger. I scooped up Y/N's sleeping form to protect her from the flames. I cradled her close to my chest and slowly rocked her back and forth. The only comfort I could think to give her with my limited power.

I huffed at the realisation.

My 'limited power'.

Before all of this I was a god! A king! Able to defeat my foes in a few, swift attacks. I could destroy an army if it meant protecting my position or my fire  stoker. Now, now I couldn't hold off a few prison guards who's only way of feeling power was too imprison a young woman and beat her senseless.

Those insects! Not even worthy to be associated with a being who had a conscience. Y/N had broken down into tears describing her treatment. The men had not gone so far as to impure her but... I could not think about it, the last time I did, well it was the only time when Y/N was not around that the room lit up and it became the definition of an inferno from hell's gate.

Only once the small fires began surfacing did I feel a hand under my chin. I looked down and saw Y/N smiling weakly up at me. I sighed and leaned into to kiss her on the forehead.

"I hope you sleep well my dear, you've been growing weary, even your soul and mind have taken damage." I whispered as to kindle her still sleepy state.

"I'll be fine." She spoke blandly yet with the smile still on her face. It pained me to see her this way, in the earlier years she had nested about the pain and fancied the idea of getting out the prison and cursing the soldiers with merciless plans of torture. I knew that was all talk, Y/N, while pushed into a corner could easily defend herself, she would not cause harm on others once she had the high ground.

I missed that Y/N, the one in my lap forced a smile on her face and sat broken like a glass jewel that had been dropped off a cliff.

"My precious fire stoker, don't lie to me. Show me your true emotions, that is what I'm here for and the only thing I can do for you." Her smile dropped and turned to one of shock and hesitation. But it was not long until tears began pooling and fell down her cheeks. Quiet sniffles turned into sobs, those sobs were choked out as screams of unbridled pain and emotion. 

I held her tightly and rubbed her back in the most soothing way I knew how. I felt her tears leak onto my skin as she cried for hours. Hours of the endless tears she had been holding back for years, she onfolded into me, a state I knew she hated being in, a state I hated loving. Holding her so close was the only comfort for either of us, I wish that wasn't the case, but it couldn't be helped, I only hoped she could survive long enough to get out,

Or if the worst passed over...

I could only pray she die painlessly and I could then soon join her in the after life.