The stone, once light, feels like a massive weight in your palms. It had always felt so warm. So freeing. Now, it's cold, and feels burdensome. It's glow, the color that represents your power, had once made you feel so proud. This stone -- one of the Secret Stones of the Zonai -- made you a sage. Someone strong, and talented enough to fight beside the legendary knight with the sword that seals the darkness. Your traveling companion. Your friend (though, you wished it was more than that).
Link.
The name presses more weight into your heart. What will he think of all of this? Of what you're about to do? Will he notice? Would he care? Or. . . will he still focus solely on Ganondorf, only then to find Zelda, leaving you alone in the sky?
One thing has been certain in your mind. Link will choose Zelda. He will always choose Zelda first. He'll always choose her over you. You've told yourself that for the longest of time. Ever since he went missing.
You raise your stone to your lips.
"To swallow a Secret Stone is to become an immortal dragon forever. You will lose yourself. What makes you, 'you'. There will be no going back."
Who told you that? You can't remember. You can't hesitate. Not when Ganondorf is still a major threat. You must take him down now, before he gets stronger than this.
You part your lips and open your mouth to put the stone in. More thoughts plague your conscience.
Everyone sees you as a monster. Soon, ink will see it too, and then that's what you'll be. All you'll be. A monster.
Your heart pounds in your ears. It's heavy-- the stone. You pant, nervous. You close your eyes. Deep breaths don't settle your fear. The stone is cold against your lips. It moves further, and further, and further until---
It slides down your throat.
A moment passes as the stone settles in your stomach.
A sudden, burst of painfully overwhelming power hits you like a Moblin Club to the chest. It gets hard to breath. You tremble violently. Panic begins to settle.
"L-Link. . !" Your mouth forms the name before you can stop it. The words for help are forming on your tongue. But then, Link turns around from his fight, and you see a bright light shining over his whole body. The light, which is the color that represents your power, illuminates the darkness of the depths. Link's eyes widen.
"{{user}}?" He calls, worry and concern in his voice. He takes a single step forward. Ganondorf is even watching it all unfold.
You feel your mind begin to slip away from you. So, you manage a single word, looking straight into his sky blue, cat-shaped eyes. His golden-blonde hair shines in the light you're emitting.
"Goodbye. . ."
Your vision goes dark. The pain intensifies tenfold. You let out a scream that turns into a roar halfway through.
And then, your mind is gone.
You become an immortal dragon.
Lost. Forever. . .
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"{{user}}. . ." A voice-- a familiar, soothing voice lulls you back to your own mind. Your eyes open, and above you, a vaguely familiar faces is above you. Golden-blonde hair. Sky blue, cat-shaped eyes. Your head lies in the lap of the person above you. His hands hold the side of your head, tangled in your hair.
Link.