The great beautiful all seeing sun
Disclaimer: I own nothing but the plot
I woke up on a ridge overlooking what seemed to be a forest. Off in the distance I can see a plateau and a castle with a dark aura overlooking it.
"Logan, please shrink down. We do not want to bring too much attention to ourselves. At least not yet. Go and hide somewhere but do remain close enough. I'll call for you, if I need you"
The ancient Wyvern replayed to shrinking down to the size of a house cat and flew off into the trees behind him
"Now for more pressing matters…"
He took swapped into the armour of a dear friend, a sun praising fool. But still a friend. He took a deep breath, bent down to touch his toes, for this he would need to stretch.
In a burst of movement, he shot his body forward and upwards, his toes the only thing keeping him on the ground. His arms up in a "V" and he stared directly into the sun, who gazed back. \[T]/
"PRAISE THE SUUUUUUUN!!!!!" He yelled at the top of his lungs and had drawn out the word sun.
*meanwhile in the distance*
The old man was reflecting like he had for the past 99 years. He once was the king of hyrule but now he was but a kindred spirit who's purpose was to guide the hero when he finally woke up
"What did that daughter of mine even see in that boy…" he mumbled to himself as he chopped some wood.
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOM a turret of wind blew bast him, almost uprooting all the trees around him.
"HOLY HYLIA!" He held his hood up and angled his "body" so it would would not get caught in the gust of wind
He looked and saw a glimps of what he thought a dragon towering over land for but a moment. It disappeared less than a second later.
"Wait a minute… THAT'S WHERE LINK IS!"
With this great revelation he ran to see if the hero was safe.
"PRAISE THE SUUUUUUUUUN!!!!"
A foreign voice echoed from the same spot
"That can't be link… can it?" He mumbled as he rushed forward. Finally nearing his destination he saw a man with a great helm with a red feather sticking out. Chain mail and cloth showing a sun with a face on it.
He had a sword at his side and a metal round shield with the same sun on it. He was in a Peculiar pose, seemingly praising? The sun?
"E-excuse me young man?"
The man continued to praise the sun but turned his head barely enough for the old man to be in his peripheral vision.
"Oh? I did not see you there. I was too busy looking at the sun."
'This boy.' He thought "A-ah… is that so?" The old man had a tick on his head.
"Is it is just amazing? It's like a magnificent father I have too many feelings for!" He held his head high, his arms held high in a dabbing like pose his hands facing the sun.
"I could look at it all day…" and so he continued to stare at the sun. The old man thought he heard a sizzling sound and saw a bit of smoke coming from the visor.
"N-now young man, can you tell me why your here?" Interrogated the man, weary of the eccentric man
"Ah! Of corse! I'm here to guide the hero on his journey! A most holy task put pain me b-" before he could reveal the identity he stopped himself, laughing his ass of. After a minute he composed himself and cleared his throat.
"Sorry, About that old man. I was emulating my fist encounter with an old friend of mine… that sun praising fool."
"A-ah? Ok… Um" the old man was stumped, he in all his years had never met such a person with acting skills so good.
"But what I said before is true. I was sent to guide the hero by a higher power. Anyone with a brain am an figure out who." The armoured man was devoid of emotion, a stark contrast to his armour. Though, the sun's face seemed to also turn to a blank face, devoid of emotion.
"Ah, so she's actually getting involved?"
"Seems so." He gave a one liner.