#sinsofhyrule

(legendarylullaby)

@sinsofhyrule

The Gerudo stops in his path, eyes seeking the shade that speaks to him--and he's guarded, expression neutral, but fingers tightening on the stone slab he carries until it creaks dangerously.

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𝑺𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒔𝒍𝒐𝒘𝒍𝒚 𝒇𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒐𝒏 𝒂 𝒅𝒆𝒂𝒅 𝒕𝒓𝒆𝒆.

People went by -- never wanting to risk it with the devil's offspring. And they did rightfully so : he wasn't willing to experience kindness either. Because kindness was pity. But even hearts made of stone can break someday.

Someday, someone's tenderness might find its way through the ruins. It would be so subtle that he wouldn't even notice ; and soon, the dead tree looks immaculate, looks pretty. There would be times when the snow melts away...

Amusing? Quite a bit... But where in the world did he get that?

" Oh? " he echoed back, he was relaxed. Unworried as he approached just a bit closer, " Hello there, Shade, been a while. Has it not? "

Time magic remained strange to her, Zelda still learning what her limits were, how to read the flow of time, how to ignore the different pulls and pushes that the magic tried to confuse her. Her lessons with Sonia had been brief, only covering so much. Most of what she knew now was self-taught through trial and error.

Much trial and error.

Sometimes, no matter how much she focused on her power, it did its own thing, catapulting her through time instead of the smooth steps she could manage. That's exactly what had just happened - the magic took it upon itself to determine when and where she ended up.

Kohga's eyes narrow as the other's face crooks into a smile, his arms crossing firmly over his chest as he leans forward to inspect the other, his tone low with an impeccable air of authority:

" You're speaking to him. "

The Yiga didn't exactly have many in the department of allies, but neither did total strangers waltz up to the chief himself claiming to share his goals. Colour Kohga healthily suspicious. It came with the trade.

The device led him to a Hyrule he didn't recognize : another timeline, again. Next to a being that was radiating an aura he's never seen before. It was dark, just like his. But so much more tainted. It was so evil a shiver went through his spine, so the shade hid as best as he could. Praying for the Goddesses to, once in a lifetime, pity him. Scared to discover what that demon could do to him.

"For the love of Hylia, why won't you work..." He pestered, trying to make the sheikah tool work. As usual, it needed time before being usable again. Could be hours ; could be days. It seemed inevitable, now : he was going to get noticed.

the land was silent . burning fields in the distance that darken the sky ⸻ the sun could not break through . the god stands at the top of the hill , overlooking the fire that spread across the land : killing the humans who cower in fear ... weaklings , begging for their goddess to save them , to protect them . they know not of the true fire that the avatar can bring to them for their fragility .

he breathed in for a moment : all this hell for the gift of their mothers . the power to rewrite this world in the image he sees fit .

the triforce .

than , he wasn't alone ⸻ a being tainted with darkness , one borne from his magic & vile nature . a child of sin & hatred , spawned & lived for slaughtered : a shadow of another . the god did not turn to him . he allowed him to stand in his space for now . they had successfully diminished the numbers of hylia's army . there is a moment to relax . perhaps even celebrate if he so pleased .

❛ ... for the love of hylia .❜

now the god approaches the being , seeing just how small they truly were . little ⸻ walking like an insect . thinking like an insect : you are an insect . in a swift moment he reaches to the being , grabbing him by the collar & lifting him up with ease until they are face to face .