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TEST DRIVE MEME: JANUARY EDITION
TEST DRIVE MEME
A Confluence, capitalized, is the converging of one or more supernatural forces.
This Confluence, rather unluckily, coincides with the New Year’s festivities of this world! The Guilds have already predicted your arrival, but their forces are stretched rather thin as they also try to prevent any supervillain attacks on the parties of the rich and famous - or, alternately, as they attempt to launch these attacks.
You find yourself falling from the sky amid the multicolored explosions of fireworks. You’re caught almost immediately, some of you in glowing fields of magical power and some by automated drones whizzing through the air. Care was needed to make sure no Starfallen got hurt amid the chaos…but once you’re dropped off on the ground, you may be on your own for a little while.
This Confluence, rather unluckily, coincides with the New Year’s festivities of this world! The Guilds have already predicted your arrival, but their forces are stretched rather thin as they also try to prevent any supervillain attacks on the parties of the rich and famous - or, alternately, as they attempt to launch these attacks.
You find yourself falling from the sky amid the multicolored explosions of fireworks. You’re caught almost immediately, some of you in glowing fields of magical power and some by automated drones whizzing through the air. Care was needed to make sure no Starfallen got hurt amid the chaos…but once you’re dropped off on the ground, you may be on your own for a little while.
I BROKE FREE ON A SATURDAY MORNING. CENTRAL CITY, MICHIGAN.
New Starfallen, once rescued by the automated systems set in place by the guilds, are safely placed on their feet somewhere on the streets below. As it happens, tonight is a bad night for it! Some new arrivals may be flown about for a few minutes before an open space can be found to sit them down, because tonight is New Year’s Eve and Central City is the place to be.
The streets here are absolutely packed with throngs of people, pushing and shoving in an effort to get from place to place, or find a better vantage point to watch the ball drop. In the central square of Central City, a massive stage has been set up for various bands to perform in the lead-up to the main event. Emceeing the event is the Alliance’s own Fantastic! Somehow, all of last year’s meta-related controversy has only launched this social media star to new heights! Some poor Alliance members may have been recruited to help with the special effects for his show, or work behind the scenes to keep Fantastic happy…good luck with that.
Unfortunately, the massive crowds and a Confluence are not the greatest combination. Some of the civilians on the scene have abruptly ceased to be civilians at all, sudden Confluence-generated powers manifesting amid the press and din of an often-intoxicated crowd. It’s something of a powderkeg. One man, upon being shoved one too many times, turns about and begins to shoot wild, uncontrolled flames from his hands. Another woman, desperate to see the shows, has begun to grow to a towering height. And there’s more people, partying hard or miserably stressed, manifesting various different kinds of powers in different ways across the city. These new metas are dangerous, but they are not malicious. What they really need is some help calming down, so that they can get their new abilities in check. Of course, those around them also need some protection from the random destruction being caused.
Then, of course, there’s those elements who are using the general activity of the city to cover up some shadier activities. Many of the fancier uptown parties being held at various rooftop lounges and hotel ballrooms will find themselves under attack by folks out to make a quick buck. Many of these high-profile robberies are being committed by metas, so anyone attempting to intervene will find themselves in for a good old-fashioned hero vs. villain smackdown...although, do you recognize these guys as Society members? Well, only one way to find out.
The streets here are absolutely packed with throngs of people, pushing and shoving in an effort to get from place to place, or find a better vantage point to watch the ball drop. In the central square of Central City, a massive stage has been set up for various bands to perform in the lead-up to the main event. Emceeing the event is the Alliance’s own Fantastic! Somehow, all of last year’s meta-related controversy has only launched this social media star to new heights! Some poor Alliance members may have been recruited to help with the special effects for his show, or work behind the scenes to keep Fantastic happy…good luck with that.
Unfortunately, the massive crowds and a Confluence are not the greatest combination. Some of the civilians on the scene have abruptly ceased to be civilians at all, sudden Confluence-generated powers manifesting amid the press and din of an often-intoxicated crowd. It’s something of a powderkeg. One man, upon being shoved one too many times, turns about and begins to shoot wild, uncontrolled flames from his hands. Another woman, desperate to see the shows, has begun to grow to a towering height. And there’s more people, partying hard or miserably stressed, manifesting various different kinds of powers in different ways across the city. These new metas are dangerous, but they are not malicious. What they really need is some help calming down, so that they can get their new abilities in check. Of course, those around them also need some protection from the random destruction being caused.
Then, of course, there’s those elements who are using the general activity of the city to cover up some shadier activities. Many of the fancier uptown parties being held at various rooftop lounges and hotel ballrooms will find themselves under attack by folks out to make a quick buck. Many of these high-profile robberies are being committed by metas, so anyone attempting to intervene will find themselves in for a good old-fashioned hero vs. villain smackdown...although, do you recognize these guys as Society members? Well, only one way to find out.
DIADEM HOTEL
Whether you've survived the chaos, or arrived after the trouble's over, you're not going home anytime soon. Hopefully, the LUXURY HOTEL they've put you up in will ease that sting.
The DIADEM HOTEL is usually reserved for the obscenely wealthy. Its rooms are enormous, the beds quite literally enchanted to offer the perfect night's sleep, and the food would usually cost your life savings just to sample. But given the circumstances, the Guilds feel its the least they can do to aid your transition into this world. EVERYTHING is complimentary, and everyone gets an ALLIANCE CREDIT CARD to spend on entertainment, clothing, and whatever other necessities they might need. The cards have an obscenely high limit and there doesn't seem to be an expectation for you to pay it back... though if they catch you abusing it, their accountant will be coming for your head.
There's a shopping center immediately across the street. It has an impressive array of outlets that cater to your every need. Food, clothing... and swords? If you can think of it, it's for sale. Although anything clearly supernatural or metahuman seems to be at a minimum and offered under the table. You can grab clothing made to withstand any superpower and a surprisingly mediocre Taco Bell order while you're at it. There's a Super Cinema in the shopping complex across the street that's showing the 11th sequel of a popular action racing franchise, BLASTS FROM THE CURIOUS: LAST OF THE NEFARIOUS, in which Hubcaps Nefarious tries to undo the Carmageddon caused by evil tech entrepreneur Jebs Robs. He uses the Large Hadron Collider to launch a Bugati into the past to save the world and the most important thing of all: family.
CENTRAL CITY isn't exactly the nicest place in the world. Wander too far from the shopping district and you'll find yourselves thick into territory controlled by the local non-meta crime syndicate... but maybe that's where you want to be. Maybe you're here to see just what this world is dealing with. If you're going to be stuck here you might as well make yourself useful, right?
Or perhaps you're NOT the heroic type. Maybe this is simply scoping out the competition.
Regardless, it won't take long for TROUBLE to find you. Test out your new powers, do a little thieving, stop a few muggings - this is your time to use as you see fit.
The DIADEM HOTEL is usually reserved for the obscenely wealthy. Its rooms are enormous, the beds quite literally enchanted to offer the perfect night's sleep, and the food would usually cost your life savings just to sample. But given the circumstances, the Guilds feel its the least they can do to aid your transition into this world. EVERYTHING is complimentary, and everyone gets an ALLIANCE CREDIT CARD to spend on entertainment, clothing, and whatever other necessities they might need. The cards have an obscenely high limit and there doesn't seem to be an expectation for you to pay it back... though if they catch you abusing it, their accountant will be coming for your head.
There's a shopping center immediately across the street. It has an impressive array of outlets that cater to your every need. Food, clothing... and swords? If you can think of it, it's for sale. Although anything clearly supernatural or metahuman seems to be at a minimum and offered under the table. You can grab clothing made to withstand any superpower and a surprisingly mediocre Taco Bell order while you're at it. There's a Super Cinema in the shopping complex across the street that's showing the 11th sequel of a popular action racing franchise, BLASTS FROM THE CURIOUS: LAST OF THE NEFARIOUS, in which Hubcaps Nefarious tries to undo the Carmageddon caused by evil tech entrepreneur Jebs Robs. He uses the Large Hadron Collider to launch a Bugati into the past to save the world and the most important thing of all: family.
CENTRAL CITY isn't exactly the nicest place in the world. Wander too far from the shopping district and you'll find yourselves thick into territory controlled by the local non-meta crime syndicate... but maybe that's where you want to be. Maybe you're here to see just what this world is dealing with. If you're going to be stuck here you might as well make yourself useful, right?
Or perhaps you're NOT the heroic type. Maybe this is simply scoping out the competition.
Regardless, it won't take long for TROUBLE to find you. Test out your new powers, do a little thieving, stop a few muggings - this is your time to use as you see fit.
FUUUUUUUUTURE. LITTLE LOVE, KANSAS.
The holiday season is coming to a close, and in a much more sedate fashion in Little Love than in the larger cities throughout the country. The damage from the blizzard a few months back is mostly repaired now; a blanket of lovely white snow still covers the town, but power has been restored and most townspeople are safe and warm at home.
Outside, however, strange things are happening. Odd shimmering rifts in space-time are opening up around the little town. Some of these seem to move, and engulf anything in their path, leaving them unharmed but changed - seemingly, into futuristic versions of whatever they used to be. Simple farmhouses are replaced suddenly by gleaming silver towers, or on occasion by the burnt-out husks of said towers that abruptly begin - or continue - their crumbling. Cows are being replaced by robot cows with lasers for eyes, out to zap anyone who trespasses on their fields. Hope you weren’t too attached to having birds around and not weird spy drones! And, of course, a lot of things have spontaneously become chrome. Wow!
Some people may even find themselves running afoul of these rifts, and getting unusual upgrades to their outfits and powers. Were you always wearing these cool space goggles? Has your magic been replaced with sci-fi alternatives? Hopefully you can figure out how to handle these! Because while most of the future-ified plants and animals aren’t actively aggressive as long as you stay away, some of the rifts are also spitting things out. Robot footsoldiers from some distant war are beginning to wander accidentally into Little Love, and being separated from their operations base has left them without any direction. They’re just sort of shooting lasers at anyone they see, on the assumption that they’re probably enemy combatants.
Fixing any changes can be as simple as locating another rift and diving through it. Doing so will reset any changes that have occurred - though if you get caught by a third one, you’ll find the same thing happening all over again. You can, of course, also just wait it out; these things have a habit of wearing off eventually. The robots will also eventually disappear when the rifts stop, though any damage they cause will remain.
Outside, however, strange things are happening. Odd shimmering rifts in space-time are opening up around the little town. Some of these seem to move, and engulf anything in their path, leaving them unharmed but changed - seemingly, into futuristic versions of whatever they used to be. Simple farmhouses are replaced suddenly by gleaming silver towers, or on occasion by the burnt-out husks of said towers that abruptly begin - or continue - their crumbling. Cows are being replaced by robot cows with lasers for eyes, out to zap anyone who trespasses on their fields. Hope you weren’t too attached to having birds around and not weird spy drones! And, of course, a lot of things have spontaneously become chrome. Wow!
Some people may even find themselves running afoul of these rifts, and getting unusual upgrades to their outfits and powers. Were you always wearing these cool space goggles? Has your magic been replaced with sci-fi alternatives? Hopefully you can figure out how to handle these! Because while most of the future-ified plants and animals aren’t actively aggressive as long as you stay away, some of the rifts are also spitting things out. Robot footsoldiers from some distant war are beginning to wander accidentally into Little Love, and being separated from their operations base has left them without any direction. They’re just sort of shooting lasers at anyone they see, on the assumption that they’re probably enemy combatants.
Fixing any changes can be as simple as locating another rift and diving through it. Doing so will reset any changes that have occurred - though if you get caught by a third one, you’ll find the same thing happening all over again. You can, of course, also just wait it out; these things have a habit of wearing off eventually. The robots will also eventually disappear when the rifts stop, though any damage they cause will remain.
BLAST FROM THE PAST. EXCELSIOR
Meanwhile in Excelsior, similar rifts are popping up throughout the city! However, the results are entirely different. Excelsior seems to be getting thrown back into the past, piece by piece.
Some buildings have vanished entirely, replaced by open swathes of grassy field. Stepping into these areas is like entering a different climate; it's oddly cold there. The air smells different. It's like another world. You may even find that prehistoric creatures are wandering out into the alien world of Excelsior. Anything from dinosaurs to Ice Age megafauna can be seen running around, chasing people and rampaging in fear and confusion.
Metas who respond to the upheaval may find themselves affected by these changes as well. Science-based powers are likely to break down, or be replaced wholesale by old-fashioned alternatives. Magic? Steampunk contraptions? Rough tools from the Stone Age? Anything could happen - the past is a big place, too!
People here will find that the rifts work just like those that are cropping up in Little Love: passing through them again is enough to revert changes, or return any stray beasts to their proper time. However, Excelsior is facing additional issues in the sudden breakdown of much of their infrastructure. Power lines are being replaced with flowering vines, and pieces of the road are shifting suddenly into rocky ground. There'll probably be a lot more repairs needed here.
Some buildings have vanished entirely, replaced by open swathes of grassy field. Stepping into these areas is like entering a different climate; it's oddly cold there. The air smells different. It's like another world. You may even find that prehistoric creatures are wandering out into the alien world of Excelsior. Anything from dinosaurs to Ice Age megafauna can be seen running around, chasing people and rampaging in fear and confusion.
Metas who respond to the upheaval may find themselves affected by these changes as well. Science-based powers are likely to break down, or be replaced wholesale by old-fashioned alternatives. Magic? Steampunk contraptions? Rough tools from the Stone Age? Anything could happen - the past is a big place, too!
People here will find that the rifts work just like those that are cropping up in Little Love: passing through them again is enough to revert changes, or return any stray beasts to their proper time. However, Excelsior is facing additional issues in the sudden breakdown of much of their infrastructure. Power lines are being replaced with flowering vines, and pieces of the road are shifting suddenly into rocky ground. There'll probably be a lot more repairs needed here.
CLIFF NOTES.
➢ New arrivals will be appearing in Central City. They fall from the skies amid a fireworks display, but are caught and brought safely to the ground by magic users and machines from the Guilds.
➢ Partygoers in the cramped streets of Central City's New Year's Eve celebration are spontaneously gaining powers from the Confluence, leading to uncontrolled displays of magic in the streets!
➢ On the fancy, private party side of things, many upscale events in Central City are experiencing a rash of robberies and flashy meta-villain attacks!
➢ Elements of a far-distant future are bleeding into the rural town of Little Love! Places and people are receiving a futuristic overhaul, with occasionally dangerous results!
➢ Robotic soldiers from an unknown future war are appearing in Little Love as well! Try to destroy these stray machines, or else force them into another rift to send them home!
➢ Excelsior is experiencing a sudden paleo shift! People and places here are going Flintstones mode, and massive prehistoric beasts are claiming the streets as their own!
➢ The network of modern convenience in Excelsior is breaking down as pieces of the city alter! Metas will have to help make sure that everything stays functional!
➢ Current Players are welcome to treat this as a bonus event. These events are canonically happening within the game but can be largely ignored if you'd prefer to use the month for personal plots. You can tag into the TDM, reference these prompts in network posts, or use them in your own logs.
WILDCARD.
Metaheroes takes inspiration from all walks of comics. Take a look at the CITIES to get an idea as to what day to day life is like in the other cities. Perhaps you've encountered a supervillain (or hero) who needs to be thwarted, or a metahuman with unusual powers creating bizarre effects. You can also take a look at the MISSION BOARD to get your start as a professional hero, villain, or vigilante.
Link || The Legend of Zelda: Twilght Princess || OTA
Link's had tangential contact with luxury before, back at that absurdly expensive shop in Hyrule Castle Town before Malo had taken up ownership. The lavish, spotless décor had been impressive, but had come hand in hand with an unspoken code of conduct that left Link feeling scrutinized and judged. Frankly, considering the average quality of the items they'd sold, it felt like they'd wanted to be insular just for the sake of it.
He'd caught glimpses of luxury in other areas, too — There were echoes of what once had been in the dilapidated ruins on Snowpeak, and in the shell of what Hyrule Castle had become after Ganondorf's takeover.
Here, surrounded by the extravagance of the Diadem Hotel, Link very much feels like he did back in that snooty shop. He's certain the — Servants? Valets? Link doesn't actually know the right word, but whatever their title, he's certain he can feel their eyes on him for tracking dirt into their establishment.
Still, he'd been invited, and apparently has a free stay for some time. With that in mind, Link's at the hotel bar, nursing a glass of... ale? Maybe? The array of choices the barkeep had offered had been a little overwhelming, and eventually he'd just set a glass in front of Link and gone about his business.
So here sits Link at the Hotel Diadem bar, all garbed up in green with a sword on his back.
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02. Sunset Falls - Suburbs (Wolf Link)
When Link realized he could still transform into a wolf without Midna's help, it was a surprise, to say the least.
A surprise, but certainly not an unwelcome one.
Back when Zant and Ganondorf had still been a threat, changing into a wolf had been an inconvenience, and then a tool; Link had never really had time to try doing it as recreation. But with no great evil to stop and no Hyrule to save, and feeling out of place even as his normal Hylian self, might as well try exploring a bit as an animal, as well.
The outskirts of Sunset Falls was made up of alternating patches of settlements and sparsely-wooded areas — suburbs, someone had called them — and as Link darted through them, he felt a rush of freedom he hadn't felt in so long.
It isn't quite the same as being on Epona's back galloping across the vast expanse of Hyrule field, but what he lacks in speed he makes up for in awareness. With every sound, sight, and smell heightened, Link can see the world mapped out before him in a way he never had before. With no mission to drive him forward, no responsibilities, he can just... be, and exist within the world as it is.
Link reaches the edge of this particular woods, ending in a clean line, looking down over a hill that leads to a row of buildings. He gazes out at this unfamiliar world — not the first one he's visited, and certainly not the strangest, but it's foreign to him nonetheless. He pads out of the trees, taking in the sounds and smells, cautiously keeping to the forest's edge. He doesn't want to spook the locals, after all.
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As she walked through the forest in her normal form, her nose twitches and carefreeness turns to curiosity. There's a new, distinct smell in the forest today.
She thinks for a moment, weighing her options... though of course, what wins out is her curiosity. In a brief instant and flash of fur, the form of Hibiki is replaced with a chestnut-colored wolf. Unlike during full moons, her size is much more akin to a regular-sized wolf... though she could probably grow bigger if she tried.
Running through the forest is second-nature at this point, especially in this particular area, where she's familiar with the surroundings. She moves swiftly, moving through the trees with little hesitation and tracking the new presence inside the forest... something bigger than what commonly roams here, aside from Hibiki herself of course. ]
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That in itself wouldn't be particularly noteworthy, except... it's only one. One that's young, though Link couldn't tell you what it is in the scent that tells him that. Wolf brain simply interprets the signals as they're presented. Young, alone... Orphaned?
Regardless of his shape, Link will always have a weakness for children, especially when they need to be protected. He tracks the scent as it winds through the woods until he finally finds her.
He keeps his distance, sitting down a decent distance away so she can choose to approach him if she wishes. ]
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Thank god this isn't happening during a full moon.Either way, she comes to an abrupt halt, ears twitching to point upward as blue eyes meet orange. What a cool-looking wolf... Hibiki can't help but think that, and can you really blame her? He has such a unique fur pattern, especially on his head. Hibiki doesn't have anything like that... aside from a small patch of lighter fur on her chest in the same Forte shape as the scar on her chest in her human form.
Either way, she wasn't expecting him to just be... waiting for her. She tilts her head, clearly curious more than anything else. ]
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Except wolves should be in packs, shouldn't they? Maybe he can talk to her. Learn more about her situation, make sure she's okay. He greets her in animal-speak: ]
Hello there. I'm only visiting, I don't mean to intrude on your forest.
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WHOA!! You can talk!?
[ The voice of a teenage girl comes out, at least in animal-speak. ]
Sunset Falls
The wolf is unexpected. He doesn't think he's ever seen a wolf on its own before. How strange that it doesn't have a pack.
And then there's this... feeling he got when he first saw it. This weird sensation, almost recognition. It's different from the way it felt to recover his memories. It's closer to the way the grip of the Master Sword sword sits in his hand. There's a... hum. A vibration between them that just seems to match. He's never felt it with anything else before, except maybe Zelda in those few moments he saw her use her powers.
But this wolf seems to ring with that same note.
The first thing he did when he got out out of the city and to the woods was hunt for food. He has a small game bird tied to his belt. He was going to cook it but...
Instead he tosses it to the forest floor some ways away from the tree he's perched in. An offering, of sorts, to the beast that feels more familiar than anything else in this place.
Re: Sunset Falls
It's a mix of things — dirt, trees, wildlife — but combined, it's unmistakably the smell of Hyrule.
Link picks up the trail without hesitation, and it's not long before his gaze meets that of the long-eared stranger who smells so much like home. His face is familiar, and those eyes are unmistakable — as is the hilt of the Master Sword strapped to his back.
Realization hits Link like a rolling Goron. He feels the Triforce of Courage resonate as the mark of the hero glows on his left forepaw, and that only cements the realization that he's face-to-face with another hero in his line.
An ancestor? Or... a successor? From what he'd been told, time is malleable in this place, even moreso than it could be at home. Link is suddenly very grateful to be in the shape of a wolf right now, as he's not sure he'd be able to keep composure otherwise. What does he do? What does he say? If this is a successor... it's his responsibility to be a mentor now, as the Hero of Time had been for him. What does this young man need from him?
Link looks down at the offering, feeling a swell of pride that this other hero held such respect for the forest. He sits, tail swishing against the forest floor as he remembers how the Hero of Time had greeted him. He lifts his head and howls — though not the loud, echoing howl that one might expect. His howl is softer, more controlled, more musical; With it he sings one of the ancient songs taught to him by the hero, one symbolic of the Hyrulean Royal Family.
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He's wrong.
The wolf sings. Differently from the far-away howls from the mountains or the calls the hunt that Link has become accustomed to. He sings a tune that makes all of the hair on his body stand on end and something warm balloon in his chest.
So Link does something he hasn't done since his earliest days after waking up in the Shrine of Resurrection, when the world around him was still strange and unfamiliar. He hears the wolf sing.
And he sings back.
Their voices harmonizes as they finish the melody together and Link feels... not alone. Maybe for the first time he can remember. So he lets himself drop from his chosen perch and lands next to the creature. He's still a little wary, but he's pretty sure he can scramble back up the trunk if it tries to attack him.
He really hopes it doesn't try to attack him.
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His tail swishes and he gets back up on all fours, extending his front legs in a stretch. The Triforce of Courage glows on his left paw once more as the claws start stretching out into fingers. The Hylian transformation snakes up his arms and to the rest of his body, and in a moment he rises to two feet. His clothes and equipment came with the transformation — green tunic over mail armor, matching hat... and a sword with a shining blue hilt.
A sword wields no strength unless the hand that holds it has courage, the Hero's Shade had said to them upon their first meeting. In a perfect world, Link would have prepared a similarly poignant line with which to introduce himself, but admittedly he transformed more out of excitement than anything.
Link looks on his double, eyes wide and filled with pride as he looks the young man over from this newer perspective. No poignant speech comes to him; He says the only thing he can think of.
"Look at you," he breathes. "You've got the Master Sword already and everything."
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Link knows his own face. Maybe not as well as most, but he's seen it enough times in the reflections of ponds and the shine of his shields to have a passing familiarity. And the resemblance is uncanny. And that isn't mentioning the sword he carries.
He draws the Master Sword from his own back. The metal blade seems to ring as it moves through the air. He's gotten impressions from it before-- dreamlike flashes of lives that aren't his own-- but it's never emoted like this before. It lies still in his hands, but there's this sense of quivering in anticipation.
He holds it out to show to this other man. This whole situation is strange and confusing and he doesn't understand what's going on or why it's important (and it is so clearly important), but that isn't too different from how much of his life has felt since he Awoke. He's found that it's much better to just go with these sorts of things.
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The blades are identical.
Link's never communicated with the sword, not with words, anyway. Yet the bright, hopeful ring that resonates between them fills him with wonder and excitement, and he feels deep down that the Master Sword is just as joyful about this turn of events as he is.
With a wide grin, Link glances up from the swords into his double's eyes once more.
"Link, right? Is that your name?"
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Zelda once asked about the supposed voice inside the sword. He's never heard it, but he's heard the blade's song. It drew him to the Great Hyrule Forest as a child. It guided him through the Lost Woods those months ago.
Link has... complicated feelings about the Master Sword. But he can't say that hearing its joy at meeting its twin leaves him unaffected. Much like his voice joined the wolf's not minutes ago, the swords harmonize in a ringing he can only hear in the tips of his fingers and the depths of his chest. If nothing else, it shows that he can trust this man.
Not just anyone can wield the Sword, after all.
The wolf-turned-man guesses his name without hesitation and leaves Link blinking in surprise.
"How did you know?"
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God, this feels... incredible. What a rush. Link just feels pride looking at the hero before him. Is this what the Hero of Time had felt for him?
"You know, I... really wasn't prepared for this. Had I known, maybe I'd have prepared a speech. Or some lessons." Link chuckles, trying to ease just a little bit of anxiety. "But if there's anything you want to ask me, I'll be happy to tell you more. Any time."
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He scratches the back of his head nervously.
Zelda always talked about the Heroes that came before him. Like the one that defeated Calamity Ganon a thousand years ago. Like the ones in the stories that were all but lost to time and ruin.
What were the words she spoke during that ceremony, when she recognized him as her knight and protector of Hyrule?
"Skyward bound... Adrift in time... Lost in the embers of twilight," he mutters to himself. That particular memory is one of the few he remembers so clearly.
"You're a Hero?" A real one? he doesn't say.