My Heart is Drawn to His

Prologue

Blood moons, also known as Blood Twilight, is a time when Malice in Hyrule is at its all time high. Previously slain monsters are resurrected and when Ganon's power reaches its peak, decimating all in its path with sludges of malice and monsters.

The first blood moon occurred one hundred years ago, when the great Calamity Ganon returned from its sealing ten thousand years prior. Since then, Hylia, the Goddess of Time, created ripples in time. Time, for mortals of Hyrule was a finicky concept, and something not to be handled lightly or tampered with.

For The Goddess, time was a quilt that had fabrics sown into it, fabrics from all different times. It was no different than taking a dip in a very large ocean, with ripples and waves clashing with each other, beginning and ending with one another. Goddess Hylia placed these time ripples all over Hyrule in hopes that the Hero could prevent the upcoming Calamity.

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It was an early afternoon in Hyrule. Grasshoppers were jumping about and the fields of emerald green grasses were brushed by the light winds.

"Link..... you are the light-our light, that much shine upon Hyrule once again." Said a disembodied voice.

A seventeen year old Hylian boy look at the world before him. No memories as to who he was or what he needed to do, he was a wiped, blank slate. He held a strange glowing artifact in his hand, the disembodied voice called it a sheikah slate when he woke from his slumber.

He felt a sense of duty from this disembodied voice, as if he was a piece of a larger puzzle. He couldn't afford to get sidetracked about what or why exactly, he needed to get a move on. There was only so much sunlight in a day, and he only had moth-eaten clothing and a tree branch to serve as a weapon. He set off towards the only visible shelter that was close enough, the Temple of Time.

It was an empty carcass, the temple, it had been desecrated and left behind, no sign of life anywhere besides the frogs that inhabit a nearby pond and crickets that chirped rhythmically. Link grabbed an arm's full of sticks and rogue pieces of wood and set up where he would start a fire, right by the Goddess Hylian's grand statue.

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"This reminds me of the time we first met..."

Link's eyes shot open. He had spent his first night camped out in the desecrated Temple of Time, the fire had gone out and a baked apple lie adjacent to it, with a squirrel taking nibbles of it. The Hylian boy lifted himself from the Stone and grass floor he had slept on, the squirrel scurried along at the sudden movement. Link had tears falling from his eyes.

"What is this?" He thought to himself as he patted his cheeks from where the tears slid. This must've been his memory coming back, he stood up and walked out of the temple, greeted by a pristine sunrise over death mountain.

He noticed a strange old man on the hill across the small pond next to the temple, he, too was cooking apples over the fire. He was hooded in black and red, Link approached him.

The old man continued to cook his baked apples, although he did notice the Hylian boy next to him.

"It is strange to see another soul in these parts..." said the old man.

The old man spared Link of his life story and showed Link how to properly use a Sheikah slate, as well as informing him of a ruin with a Sheikah terminal. The Hylian boy rushed over, dodging as many monsters as possible since there were a couple of camps surrounding them. He managed to steal a boko club and continued on, into the rock-caved ruin. When he placed his Sheikah slate into the terminal it flipped, twisted and finally, the structure that had nearly been buried by rocks had risen.