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“War Between Eras, as it was called. A war that lasted three years. Many lives were forfeited. Many lives were saved. And some disappeared in and out of portals across time and space. The war lay heavily on everyone's mind, no matter if they participated in the fight or not. The hero, Captain Link, carried the army forward. He defeated monsters and Hylians alike. He survived when others didn’t. He fought viciously when others couldn’t. He fiercely defended his allies when others failed. He is a knight for his people. He is a knight who survived the worst. He is a knight who fought tooth and nail to defeat the evil around Hyrule. The Queen, Zelda, and her second in command, Impa, fought alongside our Hero. Fighting through hoards of grotesque monsters. With the help of a few others across time. And with the help of the White Sorceress Lana and allies from each portal, they fought with skill and desperation to cleanse this world of darkness.
The darkness came to be named Ganondorf. This Ganondorf gained allies from across time as well. Zant, the darkness from the Hyrule of Twilight. Ghirahim, the darkness of Hyrule from the Sky. Cia, the other half of Lana’s soul, and Volga, the Dragon Knight of Hyrule. Traitor soldiers that didn’t respect the light. And monsters that seemed to multiply no matter how many our heroes took out.
Three years have passed since the beginning of the war, and our hero, holder of the Triforce of Courage, has won against the darkness. He fought Zant and won. He gallantly fought Ghirahim and won. He had valiantly fought Volga several times before he claimed victory. He fought Cia and won with the help of Lana. He sliced the traitors who tried to stab him in the back and won. He engaged in a vicious battle against Ganondorf. The brutal battle lasted for three merciless days and two sleepless nights, but light vanquished the dreadful darkness and used the Master Sword to seal it away. The kingdom of Hyrule could finally breathe. The soldiers came home with Queen Zelda, General Impa, and Captain Link, prompting them safely to Castle Town. Our allies from various times left through portals our Sorceress opened for them. People reluctantly began rebuilding, mourning the losses of good men and women who lost their lives in the horrible battle.
Queen Zelda, welder of the Triforce of Wisdom, kept protecting her people from the tragic aftermath of the war and the verge of famine. Sorceress Lana, the new welder of the Triforce of Power, Closed the Gate of Time for good. And finally, our Hero Link, welder of the Triforce of Courage, kept protecting all of Hyrule from any leftover monsters and danger. He became a beacon of hope for most of Hyrule. Hoping Link would be able to keep the monsters at bay. Hoping he stays strong to carry out Hylia’s wishes. Two anxious months have passed since the brutal war officially ended. Hyrule became peaceful when those two months passed with no attacks. The people carried on without a care about a monster attack happening. And Hylia’s three chosen took care of Hyrule, its people, and its towns. The war was finally over.”
A twenty-seven-year-old fair-haired Hylian woman with hazel eyes, who wore a violet dress and black flats, sighed contentedly as she saw her child fast asleep in bed from her story-telling. She pulled the blanket up to her child's shoulders with a smile. A chuckle broke the woman out of her musing to look up at a young man in his late teens with gleaming blond hair and sapphire blue eyes. He wore a green tunic with chainmail underneath and tan pants with dark brown boots. To top off his outfit, he wore a long, brilliant blue scarf tied securely to his neck, a sword tied on his right hip, and a shield tied on his back.
“You sure love that story, Esha.” The blond smiled broadly.
“Well, of course I do! I love telling your niece about your successful conquest, even if it's watered down to the basics.” The woman, Esha, chuckled, standing up. “Now come over here and greet your poor old sister properly.” She opened her arms. The armed man rolled his eyes and walked up to the bed and to his sister. He hugged her gently but strongly. “How are you, Link?” She whispered tenderly. Squeezing him tight.
"Fine. Just tired." He pauses. "And you do know that isn’t how the story went, right? The Queen and General Impa achieved a lot more along with our Allies." He huffed an embarrassed laugh.
“Oh, hush, you did just as much. Perhaps more." She gently held him at arm's length.
"Maybe you're just biased." He smirked. She merely shrugged.
"So, what brings you here tonight? You rarely come home." Link paused, wringing his hands with the bottom of his scarf.
"Is uh Uboka here?" His sister tilted her head.
“Yeah, she is. Why?"
"I’d rather tell you and her at the same time." He bunched up his scarf. "It’ll be easier for all of us."
She turned around and motioned for him to follow. They climbed up the stairs and into a small study room, where they spotted a tall thirty-year-old Gerudo woman with flaming red hair and a dark complexion who wore an armored gold and ruby breastplate and golden sirwal pants with little red sun designs. She was reading a couple books and writing down notes in a journal.
“What’s wrong, Esha?”
“Uboka, guess who's back!” The Gerudo didn’t even turn around or stop writing.
“Hm? Who?” Esha put her hands on her hips, shaking her head.
“Well, if you take a break, you’ll know.” Uboka sighed.
“Fineeee.” She pushed her chair back to stand. “So what’s-” She gasped. “LINK!” She ran to hug him tightly, lifting him slightly due to height differences. “Oh, my Hylia, it’s delightful to see you back safe and sound!” They hugged for a couple more minutes. Before she reluctantly released him. “What’s going on? When did you get back? What took you so long to come home?”
“I just got back an hour ago. All the Captains and Generals had to bury the last of the bodies. Pay our respects to the Great Fairy.” His smile wobbled. "And I had to put the Master Sword back in the pedestal. Then the Queen summoned me as soon as I got back. I did see Linkle, though." He smiled brightly at the mention of his twin before frowning. “And I need to talk to both of you.”