➱ ʙᴇᴛᴡᴇᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛᴡᴏ: ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ 66 ♡ ₊̣̇.☁

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╔∘ ♡ ∘═════════════════════════════╗ ₊⁀꒷₊˚︰₊︶꒦꒷₊₊⁀꒷₊˚︰₊︶꒦꒷₊₊⁀꒷₊˚︰₊︶꒦꒷₊₊ ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـ♡ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـ ⤹˚˖♬୭ ᵇᵉᵗʷᵉᵉⁿ ᵗʰᵉ ᵗʷᵒ ᴡᴏʀᴅ ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ: 777 ⚠︎ ᴛʀɪɢɢᴇʀ ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢ ⚠︎ ᵃᵗ ᵗʰⁱˢ ᵖᵒⁱⁿᵗ ᵃⁿᵈ ᶠᵒʳʷᵃʳᵈ ⁱⁿ ᵗʰᵉ ˢᵉʳⁱᵉˢ, ⁱᵗ ʰᵃˢ ᵇᵉᵉⁿ ʳᵃᵗᵉᵈ PG-13 ᶠᵒʳ ˢᵒᵐᵉ ᵐⁱˡᵈ ᵗʰᵉᵐᵉˢ ˢᵘᶜʰ ᵃˢ ᵍᵒʳᵉ, ˢᵉˡᶠ-ᵈᵒᵘᵇᵗ, ⁱⁿᵗᵉⁿˢᵉ ᵃʳᵍᵘᵐᵉⁿᵗˢ, ᵉᵐᵒᵗⁱᵒⁿ, ᵉᵗᶜ. ⁱᶠ ʸᵒᵘ ᵃʳᵉ ˢᵉⁿˢⁱᵗⁱᵛᵉ ᵗᵒ ᵃⁿʸ ᵒᶠ ᵗʰᵉˢᵉ ᵉˡᵉᵐᵉⁿᵗˢ, ᵖˡᵉᵃˢᵉ ᵈᵒ ⁿᵒᵗ ʳᵉᵃᵈ ᵃⁿʸ ᶠᵘʳᵗʰᵉʳ. ᵗʰᵃⁿᵏ ʸᵒᵘ. ⓠⓤⓘⓒⓚ ⓜⓔⓢⓢⓐⓖⓔ trying to get as many chapters out as I can! sorry this one is so short :( some words had to be censored ℓιηк I let it all come rushing out. “I came here to cut you into pieces, then cut the pieces,” I continued. “I won’t deny it anymore. I hope that you burn the next life for your actions. You’ve taken everything away from me. You took my arm, you uprooted my life–by the goddess, you took away the one person I finally knew how to love.” This time he was truly speechless. And I somehow kept going. “You took my life away. You took Zelda from me. You k*lled her. I loved her, and you took her from me.” I shouted at him, my body tense, my knuckles white. “Shut up,” Ganondorf said in agony, as if my words were piercing him like arrows through a fine mist. “Shut up, shut up, shut up!” Ganondorf raced forward, and our blades clanged together sharply, both of us pressing our blades together by force with the palms of our opposite hands as if we were looking in a mirror. “I will k*ll you, boy!” But he was struggling. He was weakening. And I pushed harder on the sacred bland in my hand–harder, harder, harder. Harder than I ever had before. Each blow from Ganondorf was harder than the last. I struck a chord on him—I said something that angered him greatly. I smirked, which only made him even more livid. It was easy. How could this be? “And I you!” I responded, focusing my strength into the blade in my hands. “Good!” Ganondorf barked at me, his voice hard and distorted. “Then we will both die happy!” “No,” I said, bitterness in my tone. “You don’t know what happiness is. You’ve never experienced it at all.” Ganondorf’s expression neutralized. His strength began to falter, and I was able to find an opening, to which he just barely was able to block. “If you knew what happiness was, we wouldn’t be here. If you could experience any emotion at all, we wouldn’t be here,” I saw weakness in his eyes as I threw my words at him. Our swords clanged, but this time he was angry. He was livid. His eyes burned with absolute hatred, and he concentrated his strength into his sword. I began to struggle against this sudden might, hoping the panic wouldn’t be clear in my face. I tried to keep myself as composed as possible, but my own strength wasn’t following through. Ganondorf relentlessly slashed his sword with no purpose or target in sight, and my face was nicked several times. I felt bl0od run from new wounds along my cheek and forehead, and could feel they were deep. I was exhausted, mentally and physically. But this couldn’t end here, it wouldn’t end here— He had me up against the wall. His blade was at my neck. He smirked, beginning to press the blade into the flesh of my neck. I winced, keeping still. “How does it feel, hero?” Ganondorf spoke coolly. “Having your life slowly being ripped away? This is the end of the road for you. You’ve failed.” This was it. This was the end. I was a failure, just as I had always been. A fool, an utter fool! I was dr*nk on my own power, on my own pride. How foolish I had been. How stupid. I saw something that looked like Sidon out of the corner of my eyes. Perhaps I was dead, and the sages had come to take me away. ଘ(੭´꒳`)°* ੈ‧₊˚ *ᵍᵃˢᵖ* ᶜᵒⁿᵗⁱⁿᵘᵉᵈ ᵇᵉˡᵒʷ! ᶜʰᵉᶜᵏ ⁱᵗ ᵒᵘᵗ!