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Dark Deity
Finally done! this has been sitting on my drafts for who knows how long, wanted to post this a long time ago but I'm glad that i finished it in time
Some time ago I said I had a design for Dark Deity in works, it's not too different and doesn't have so many changes, but I wanted for it to catch that feeling of danger
This is a gift for @breannasfluff and her series Eldritch Adventures! She's a fantastic writer and this series has been one of my favorites, I know she worked hard on it so i wanted to give something that compensates that! I might be able to read the last chapter until night, but before that I want to say that I'm so proud of her for getting this far, she deserves so much love!
Finally done! this has been sitting on my drafts for who knows how long, wanted to post this a long time ago but I'm glad that i finished it in time
Some time ago I said I had a design for Dark Deity in works, it's not too different and doesn't have so many changes, but I wanted for it to catch that feeling of danger
This is a gift for @breannasfluff and her series Eldritch Adventures! She's a fantastic writer and this series has been one of my favorites, I know she worked hard on it so i wanted to give something that compensates that! I might be able to read the last chapter until night, but before that I want to say that I'm so proud of her for getting this far, she deserves so much love!
To open his eyes is to relive a memory. Water draining away and a lid opening. Staring up at the glowing lights overhead, hazy as he tries to focus. The faint tug of divinity is like a string, stretching away to someone.
He is in the shrine. He knows nothing. He knows everything. He remembers….
He remembers…
Finally, he climbs out of the basin. At least he’s got clothes this time. As opposed to…yet the memory slips away. His slate is on the pedestal, and he picks it up. It’s muscle memory to tap at the screen and summon different clothes.
Then he pauses because…how did he know to do that?
Time is repeating, circling, twisting in a loop. The air calls to him, caresses him. Home, it whispers. Part of us.
Shaking his head, he puts the slate on his belt clip and leaves the room. There’s no voice to guide him, but the sense remains. Get out.
Down an overgrown hall, up some crumbling stairs. A halo of light beckons him on and then—he is outside. He doesn’t linger, just heads for the edge of the overlook.
Hyrule is laid out before him, oh so familiar. He knows this land. Yet he doesn’t know himself.
He stands there for…well, long enough that the sun’s shifted before he turns to make his way down. There’s a multitude of things to explore, starting with the apple trees.
At some point, muscle memory has him taking the slate from his hip and tapping a glowing marker on the map. Then he dissolves into blue light.
Hateno, his mind supplies when he reappears. Unfortunately, it doesn’t give him anything else. Yet the familiarity here is stronger. Even better, the thread of divinity is so close it pulses, nearly visible. He follows it across the bridge and to a house.
The divinity is linked to a girl with blond hair, pulling weeds near the house. Both hands wrap around the stubborn plant and tug. It comes out and she falls back with an oomph. Then she looks up and sees him.
“Link?”
Link. Of course. That’s his name. How could he forget? And this is—is…
“Link? Is something wrong?”
Is it? “Who are you?”
There’s a sharpness to her gaze as she pulls herself up. Brushing her hands on her skirt, she walks over. “Link, what happened? You feel…different.” She reaches out and lays a hand on his arm.
There’s a spark—a connection—and a missing chunk slots into place. “Zelda.”
And not just Zelda, but the Calamity. The shrine. Waking up and fighting and saving the land. Living in Hateno and traveling. Being strange, yet being accepted by the land and its people.
[Image Description: A lineart 3 panel comic of albw Link and Ravio. Panel 1: Ravio sits curled around his bag on the ground, Link kneeling in front of him. "Sorry I didn't mean to-" Ravio smiles, "Ah it's fine Mr. Hero- I wasn't asleep long was I?" "...No." Panel 2: "Come on. I don't want you sleeping on the ground," Link says. Ravio gets into Link's bed, bunny ear flopping over Link's face, who snorts "snrk- would it kill you to wear something less Massive to sleep?" Ravio retorts, "Maybe. You don't know." Link says "Pft- good Night." Panel 3: Ravio sits up in the bed, lifting his hood to look at a sleeping Link. "Please be safe" he says, text small to indicate a whisper. End ID]
I do have like, a whole fic surrounding this I still haven't finish-finished, so here's a little comic for now. (I had another snippit in an ask response earlier actually)