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I managed to connect the LU fic to an SSBU fic, both of which I had stopped developing some time ago. The SSBU fic called When Worlds Align, I decided to take it down from Ao3 because I had gotten fresh ideas (thanks TerminalMontage) and wanted to rewrite it.

At the time of writing this blog, the I have 36 chapters planned with two additional chapters that I will fit into the story later, plus three arcs.

Please, please, PLEASE tell me I'm not the only one with motivational problems.

(Plans for WWA ^)

So basically, I'm making a fic where Wind gets yeeted off a ship during a storm and dreams about beloved figures in the Chain's lives. Especially a certain blue ball of light.

But when he wakes up, he doesn't remember who he is, where he is and why the hell his right eye and arm are corrupted. He ends up in Wild's Hyrule (Post ToTK) and the Champion offers to help him. Yada yada story details and stuff and they somehow meet all the figures in Wind's dream. That's all I got. Oh btw main villain is Ghirahim... For some reason. Idk I just thought about it but it might be plot relevant later.

Here's the writing I've gotten down so far:

Thunder raged on as I tried my best to raise the mainsail. The goddess damned thing got jammed because a certain Four didn’t oil the halyard properly. Two years may not seem a lot to you, but to me? And the adventures I’ve gotten because of a red boat and an indomitable will? 

That earned me all the sailing experience that the seven seas has to offer. And this storm was not normal. Not only was this the strongest I have ever encountered, but the amount of monsters we’ve spotted in the past few hours alone just puts the fish in the can for me. 

“Legend! Can you get me the oil from the storage below deck!? There should be-” Blegh, a gulp of salt water in my mouth. “There should be loads of oil from the previous crew!” 

Legend, the sarcastic adventuring veteran, can only reply with more questions as he desperately tries to bail all the water from the deck. “Why do you need it sailor!? ‘Rule, Four and I are clearly busy here!”

“Exactly my point! If I could do the job tiny failed to do, then maybe I could hoist the sail and play Wind’s Requiem to get us out of this place!” 

The veteran nods and immediately drops his bucket. Meanwhile leaving a confused Hyrule and Four, two of the shortest members in a group of nine, to double the muscle and work even harder. 

I got a clear view of the monster filled sea before me. If only this was my Hyrule, I would’ve killed those monsters lickety split, but the weather and the old man won’t let me out of this ship unless my goal was to drown. Especially since his wife and newborn were onboard. 

No way in hell would he let anyone die in front of them. I struggled to unjam the rusty halyard as the bailing efforts proved to be for nothing. Sky and my best friend Wars were busy helping him fix any possible leaks below and Twilight… He’s just not in good shape right now. 

*CRASH* A huge wave clashed against the starboard hull, flinging anything that isn’t bolted or permanently attached to the deck. Which unfortunately included me. Sweet Hylia I feel like I’m flying! But not in a good way. 

Seeing my helpless body being tossed into the ocean, Hyrule, the golden heart guy he is, ditches his bucket and immediately rushes over and grabs my hand at the cost of fumbling into the ocean as well. I love you ‘Rule but at least try to think before you act in dangerous situations.

Luckily, Four is able to grab him in turn. His short height won’t do him any good though. “Guys, help! Wind and Hyrule are gonna get thrown overboard! I can’t hold on much longer!” 

On que, a line of similar looking blonde dudes came rushing out. It’s always helpful to have a couple of guys who share your real name as allies. Wars was the first to tug on the smith’s body, but even he was having a hard time. Sky and Legend followed suit. 

Only two of us weren’t here, or three if you count the Champion. He’s been gone for a year now. Not that we can do anything about it. Flora needed his help, of course we can’t object to any business in Wild’s Hyrule. But still… I miss him. His cooking especially, I don’t even know how we survived this long without getting food poisoning. 

“Sweet goddesses, his hand is slipping!” Oh no. I turned to see that my hand is really slipping from Rule’s. I tried to tighten my grasp but it’s no use. Another huge wave came crashing on the other side of the ship, launching me upwards and sementing my fate.

I lose Hyrule’s hand and begin to fall into the sea. So this is it huh? The last thing I will ever see are storm clouds and the worried faces of those who I call my family. And the last thing they will see of me… Desperately reaching out my hand in the hopes that someone will save me. 

Yet another to add to their long list of losses. That much I know. It’s weird but I feel a smile creeping up my face as I vanish beneath the waves. 

“NO!” Wars’ cry is the last thing I hear before everything… goes… black… 

How long has it been since I last woke up? Was it hours? Days? Or maybe even weeks? One thing is for certain though, I’m not where I used to be. This place feels ethereal, glowing. Is it a temple of sorts? Doesn’t look like any of the ones I’ve been to at least.