In silence, Link watched as the other came closer, one step after another, until they would be close enough. The hero didn't budge and remained calm, although his muscles were ready to hit back if the shadow chose to raise his sword against him.
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The blonde's words vexed him ; teeth biting down at his own tongue in contemplation of what to retaliate with .
Black boots took a step forward , then another , and then another until his distance was at an arm's length of the / hero / .
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Even if I end up broken, if I can protect everyone else, I will do it. If I can do that, it doesn't matter to me if I break one day. I lost my reason for living a long time ago.
Did he lose his mind for inviting his enemy for dinner ? Probably. But said invitation was purely genuine. No games. No second thoughts hidden behind his offer. Nor was he making fun of the Shade. This was an act of kindness and nothing else.
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Eyes would roll at the retort โ he knew that much the younger hero couldn't speak against the goddesses ; it was pretty blatant . . . but oh the things he could've done if he only knew such vital information now .
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"I'm not asking you to eat with me. I'm just offering you a meal. That's two different things."
Although, sharing a meal with someone and having some company for once would be more than welcomed. The hero has been on his own for far too long.
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The blonde eventually stood up and stretched his sore limbs. How long had he been sitting there ? He couldn't even remember.
"Dinner is on me tonight. What would you like to eat ?"
This was the first time they both talked for this long without arguing or fighting. What had changed ? Link couldn't tell .. but something seemed different.
"Mh .. You tell that to a 10 years old whom had been asked to grow up far too quickly. It wasn't as easy as it seemed."
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This was the most he spoke โ odd .
Even during the time with the other puppets of the Dark Lord would he give the most shortest of sentences .
Yet even with such feelings , he knew the other had a point . WHAT was he suppose to do under the watchings of gods .
Stopping ++
Link couldn't be greedy back then. The pressure and fear of deceiving the Gods and his friends were far too important. But dwelling about the past wouldn't do. The hero had to move on. Both of them had to.
Soon enough, a grunt left his lips.
"No raid tonight."
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i know i was made to be a weapon. i know i cannot ask for warmth, but please, god please. i am tired of being a knife. i do not want this violence anymore.
"If you were me, what would you have done differently ?"
Sapphire hues watched as the shade started to vanish. They were supposed to be enemies, conversations like such shouldn't occur between them. But after all this time on his own, it felt nice to have someone to talk to.
Ah, perhaps in the end he truly was a puppet .. But it was too late for things to change now.
Link could tell the other wasn't satisfied with his answer. Deception filled that raspy tone, it was more than evident. But what else was the hero supposed to do back then ?
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โ Then you're just their puppet as much as I am . โ
Knowing his fate would be forever tied to the / hero / , he could only accept things as they were now . The shade's own entity had managed to fuse with the remnants of the defeated Morpha ; enabling a proper physical form ++