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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 didnât oil the halyard properly. Two years may not seem a lot to you, but to me? And the adventures Iâve gotten because of a red boat and an indomitable will?Â
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 weâve spotted in the past few hours alone just puts the fish in the can for me.Â
âLegend! Can you get me the oil from the storage below deck!? There should be-â Blegh, a gulp of salt water in my mouth. âThere should be loads of oil from the previous crew!âÂ
Legend, the sarcastic adventuring veteran, can only reply with more questions as he desperately tries to bail all the water from the deck. âWhy do you need it sailor!? âRule, Four and I are clearly busy here!â
âExactly my point! If I could do the job tiny failed to do, then maybe I could hoist the sail and play Windâs Requiem to get us out of this place!âÂ
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.Â
I got a clear view of the monster filled sea before me. If only this was my Hyrule, I wouldâve killed those monsters lickety split, but the weather and the old man wonât let me out of this ship unless my goal was to drown. Especially since his wife and newborn were onboard.Â
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⌠Heâs just not in good shape right now.Â
*CRASH* A huge wave clashed against the starboard hull, flinging anything that isnât bolted or permanently attached to the deck. Which unfortunately included me. Sweet Hylia I feel like Iâm flying! But not in a good way.Â
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 âRule but at least try to think before you act in dangerous situations.
Luckily, Four is able to grab him in turn. His short height wonât do him any good though. âGuys, help! Wind and Hyrule are gonna get thrown overboard! I canât hold on much longer!âÂ
On que, a line of similar looking blonde dudes came rushing out. Itâs always helpful to have a couple of guys who share your real name as allies. Wars was the first to tug on the smithâs body, but even he was having a hard time. Sky and Legend followed suit.Â
Only two of us werenât here, or three if you count the Champion. Heâs been gone for a year now. Not that we can do anything about it. Flora needed his help, of course we canât object to any business in Wildâs Hyrule. But still⌠I miss him. His cooking especially, I donât even know how we survived this long without getting food poisoning.Â
âSweet goddesses, his hand is slipping!â Oh no. I turned to see that my hand is really slipping from Ruleâs. I tried to tighten my grasp but itâs no use. Another huge wave came crashing on the other side of the ship, launching me upwards and sementing my fate.
I lose Hyruleâs 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.Â
Yet another to add to their long list of losses. That much I know. Itâs weird but I feel a smile creeping up my face as I vanish beneath the waves.Â
âNO!â Warsâ cry is the last thing I hear before everything⌠goes⌠blackâŚÂ
How long has it been since I last woke up? Was it hours? Days? Or maybe even weeks? One thing is for certain though, Iâm not where I used to be. This place feels ethereal, glowing. Is it a temple of sorts? Doesnât look like any of the ones Iâve been to at least.Â
A couple of stone archways dotted around the place all willy-nilly, as if the builders forgot to consult a blueprint or whatever. The ground below me doesnât look like ground at all. It looks like glass with a bunch of weird glowing swirls and tear shaped markings.
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