Hi, This spot will be my intro to find the battle dome.
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Zeneth wandered through the Kakiriko graveyard. He moaned his song sadly, letting the wind carry his suffering. He flew through the whispering graves, the shrieking crypts, and the moaning waves of pain that filled the graves at night. He flew to his last friend's crypt. He had left a long time ago for better things. It had taken years of searching to find his only friend left. The musical performer, sharp. The last poe besides himself to stay true to the haven. Yet their friendship lasted mere decades, before sharp was gone. No one knew where he went, nor cared. No one but Zeneth... He searched night and sometimes endured painful days to find him. When he found the land of Termina he spotted clues of his arrival there. He finally found him in a dark place of the undead. He had been cursed to rejoin the dark... Zeneth spoke to him, trying to remind him of the importance of the haven and light. But he was shunned away with magical powers far beyond what should be. Zeneth later found Sharp's place to be haunted with evil magic which was thought lost. Zeneth could not enter without the permission of the owner after being driven out. Centuries went by before he went back to see his friend. Unfortunately, he found the place devoid of dark energy and no sign of his friend. He had searched for the reason for decades before finding the answer. The young baby boy who had been protected by the great tree had somehow purged the entire residence of evil. Sharp had went on... He had found the boy to be a man now, but managed to steal the ocarina which had freed Sharp. He tried and tried, but found it impossible to play it with no lungs. He no longer breathed and therefore could no longer play. Sharp had the secret of breathing, but it was taken up with him to the afterlife. It didn't really matter, he didn't know the song anyway. Zeneth buried the ocarina in Sharp's grave, with the proper rituals to take it to the realm after this. Along with one last note to his one last friend... That had been millenia ago. Everything had changed. The world had flooded, yet Hyrule stayed intact. Then even Hyrule was drowned. The graves slowly deteriorating more and more. Soon his ties to the land would be gone. He could wander more... But that didn't matter. He had no purpose anymore. Just a shade left forgotten in a forsaken world.
He stared at the grave. He was the only Spirit who had not left this place. But his grave was crumbling, and he would abide here a little longer, a few more moments of peace. He looked behind him, his grave no longer legible, and crumbling. He stared at it sadly, then raised his scythe, whispered a memorized ritual, "Goodbye fair land, I bid thee farewell, you have blessed with wonderful years. But now I move on to the new. Farewell to you, farewell to you."
Then his Scythe swung down and shattered the crumbling grave. Zeneth remained a moment longer, and gave one last sad moan. Then he was gone...

Zeneth opened his eyes, expecting to see darkness. He looked around, shocked. He was merely in another land. He shouldn't exist! He was done. The flame of passion had grew dim, and ambition had been lost in the endless years. He was done with it all. Ready for an eternal sleep. Yet that was not what was here. This was much like Hyrule, green grass, a black sky, stars, yet... Where were the end. The boundaries, which marked the sky. There were no twinkling faerys twinkling on the impenatrable roof. Where was the roof? There was no roof... Zeneth looked up and did not see the shine of a reflection from the light. He flew up and up and up.

He gasped. How far up were the faerys? He prepared a haste ritual, then raced off towards a light. He raced off and looked back. A sphere... Their land was a sphere. How was that possible? A sphere would fall to the ground and would make people walk slanted and fall off together. Why? Why was it a sphere. This was a curious land. Zeneth flew off towards the light. He flew for days, weeks, months, and finally years. Gaining speed the whole way, he was going as fast as the light itself. Then the light grew larger. As he neared it he was astounded again. Another sphere. This one filled with volcanoes and fire. Heat emanated. Yet the worst was the light. It blasted him. Made him stone instantly. Zeneth used the last of his dark power to reverse direction. Zeneth screamed in pain as the light surged through his body. Dispelling most of his magic. He sped away for days before he could move again. He wandered in pain. Trying to recover from that encounter. He hid in the dark void. There seemed to be a large void with many giant spheres floating in it. Interesting and different. The creator of this world was very smart. Zeneth flew to another sphere. He looked closer. It wasn't a world! It was really a building shaped like a dome. It was huge! Even Zeneth raised his eyebrows in curiousity and interest. Something he had not done since Xal' and Sharp were still in Hyrule...
He flew inside a small doorway, to find a person standing there waiting for him...

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