Prologue: Ten Years Ago

Ganondorf awoke on the morning of his sixteenth birthday. This was the age in Gerudo society when the lone man became the sworn leader of the desert. Among other things was a ceremony that would bestow upon him the power of dark magic. Kotate and Koume brought him to a desolate wasteland outside the desert and Hyrule.

"Here we are, my child." Kotate said. "Use this purple medallion to go into the land of the dead. We have loaded supplies for you to build a small alter, and become one with the darkness."

And so, Ganondorf opened a portal with the medallion, and rode his horse into the darkness. Clouds covered the sky, and lighning crached, but the ground looked as though it had never seen rain. He built an alter, said cryptic words, and sat. Sometimes Stalfos, Stalhounds, and Redeads appeared to stare at him, but they showed reverence towards the alter and left him alone. He felt slightly different after some time, but eventually got tired of thunder and rocks and left.

The next day he complained to Koume. "I don't feel much different. Every time I do my spear and bow training, I feel stronger, but besides being a little creeped out I don't feel any more powerful!"

"Magic is different than weapon training. It will come slowly, at it's own pace. Four generations we've been doing this!"

Later that day he took the amulet to go back to the wastelands. His mothers had taken it back, but they didn't guard over it much. He returned to see his alter still standing, but passed it by to look for more. He attacked some undead with his spear, and had a nice fight with a Dead Hand, but was unsatisfied until he came to a great tomb.

It looked like it was made of a single block of stone, but was as big as a castle. Many seal tags hung over the walls, and the door had strange carvings. He pushed on the door with all his might, and opened it just enough to peek through. There was something inside, and it turned towards the door, but it was too dark to see much.

A gust of wind was sucked through the door from the outside, and Ganondorf felt the worst feeling of sickness and exaustion that he had felt in his life. He pulled the door to, and stumbled away. It took him a few minutes to recover from that horrible feeling, and he quickly made his way out of that place.

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Cody: All mods should change our usernames to our real names!

Me: So you want me to be Chad from now on? Change it if you're serious about it.

Cody: It's your choice.

Me: I could take it or leave it.

So I guess I'm Chad now. Call me Chad, Daphnes, or Daph.


I'm back in the BA. This is my character.