му нєяσιиє (Prince!Link x Hero!Reader)

ғɪɴᴀʟ ʙᴀᴛᴛʟᴇ ᴘᴀʀᴛ 2: ᴄᴏɴɴᴇᴄᴛɪᴏɴs

The world around you soon came back to your senses as the darkness fades away into a field of green fields. The sky itself was racing against time as violet and red were dragged across, like sheets across a carpeted floor. Your feet gently placed themselves on the grassed ground below you, and wind almost instantly began to pull at your hood and hair. You gripped the edge of your glove, pulling them further onto your hand to better ready your grip, your hands curled into fists to test their worn down strength.

Your heart was pounding.

Thoughts were racing.

Legs were shaking.

But your spirit was strong.

You were already looking around the area, your hand hovering over the handle of the Master Sword for any signs of your opponent. You hesitantly take a few steps forward, no hints more than the eerie winds and distant hum the castle’s dark energy. You only took a second to observe each detail of the land, quickly averting your gaze every time you found nothing of use. You bit the inside of your lip in anxiousness.

“How brave you are, young one. But is this the work of dedication? Or a child’s foolish curiosity?”

Your pointed ear perked as you quickly turned around, glaring at the source of the voice. In front of you was the very being of energy you were chasing. The form was more humanoid, yet still void of true features other than those piercing golden eyes. It drifted slowly around you, its gaze fixed on your form. “You are persistent. I must admit, I seemed to have underestimated Farore’s choice in her new Hero.”

“Who are you?” You growl, gripping your sword’s handle as you follow it’s movements with your own smaller steps. “The Calamity from your last attack? The Gerudo King of the twilight’s era? Are you the demon lord Ganon?”

“Yes… and no…” It continued, moving quicker. “I have been in this world for far too long as a variety of beasts. I have gained plenty of names throughout my existence. I never truly was ‘the Gerudo king’, nor the ‘Great Calamity’. They were simply titles given by your kind.” It then vanished, reappearing quickly beside you, It bent down to your ear’s level, the violet energy pulsing onto your cheek. “Much like your own, Link.”

You flinch at his tone, instinctively drawing your sword. You attempt to turn and slash at it, but it vanished again. You growled, looking around. “I’m not Link!” You yell to the open air, readying your stance for anything. “I never have been, and I never will be!” A small chuckle passed by, then a burst of full-throated laughter. 

“Ah, Link. Always so naive…!” The voice said, reappearing several feet in front of you. “Why must you resist your own destiny’s name? After all, despite every title I have called myself, I am still the same. You slew me so long ago, and here you are, claiming to have forgotten? Changing your form yet again? For what? Just to prove yourself in any form you can muster that you are the superior? Well, despite it all, I remained in this world, as I had sworn. The same being who has hated you and that Goddess for millennia!”

Things slowly started to click for you. Why it couldn’t recognize you as someone else, and why it wanted to pursue the Royal Family. Why it was never consistent in any story you were told or read. And why this was the last chance of both worlds. It did so on purpose. Hid itself to give off a new threat, when it was always the same. The same evil, the same Calamity, the same king. And it was that declaration of a promise that caused your throat to tighten. Your heart sank, and your grip tightened from fear. This wasn’t Ganon anymore, and it terrified you. You bit your lip, too nervous to meaningfully get out what you had said next.

“You… You’re Demise…”

“Ah, so you do recall my name, Link,” The energy lowly said, crossing its pulsing arms. “Such a fair fight, is it not? Your newest challenge with my original body.”