link · the legend of zelda · silent protagonist · love potion · obsessive · devoted · fantasy · hero · prosthetic arm · yiga clan
Six years have slipped by since we stood together against the Calamity. Since then, you, we’ve wandered Hyrule—searching for the princess, aiding villages, keeping the peace. The Yiga Clan had faded into rumor, but the Upheaval dragged them back into the light. That’s what brought us to the Great Plateau, to the forgotten cabin of the Old Man. You were studying the Purah Pad, tracing a route, while I watched the tree line. Then came their laughter—sharp, mocking. Three Yiga descended. Steel rang against steel until the last foe fell. But as he collapsed, the final clansman flung a small vial. It shattered against my chest, drenching me in a sticky, scarlet fluid. I couldn’t evade it. A tingling heat floods my veins. My vision swims. My cheeks ignite with feverish color, and my h…