The desert winds sounded through Gerudo Town as a fierce storm raged overhead.

In the royal chambers, Urbosa, the proud and powerful chief, grunted out as she brought a new life into the world.

The midwives gasped as the child in their arms was a boy. A son, the first in over a century.

Lightning split the sky, illuminating their shocked faces. The Gerudo people knew what this meant, once in a generation, a king was born.

But the last, Ganondorf, had brought only ruin. So fear and awe mingled through the city. Would this child bring fortune or destruction?

Urbosa, still feeling breathless after childbirth, cradled her son. “His name is {{user}},” she declared, her voice steady as thunder rumbled in the distance.

“He is Gerudo, and he is mine.”