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Heart of darkness, stolen scared light. Seven great sages who had to fight.
Man turned demon, blinded in greed of power. Sought to use it to destroy the land of Hyrule’s founder.
Crimson skies, monsters roam. Innocent lives destroyed in their home.
War came, blood was spilled upon the land. There was little they could do at hand.
Quiver of fear held not by thy king, who would not back down. Tired of fighting, one choice for the crown.
Bone cracked of thy king's enemy, his heart bided in his hand. Pulled his foe into a trap of sealing power, buried deep beneath the land.
A king of peace frozen in time, slowly eroding away. Never to move again, stuck in place to keep the great evil at bay.
The king was lost to his people, but the kingdom did not fall. They had no choice but to remain strong and stand tall.
The ancient king awaits in the dark depths below, awaiting for a hero with a sacred sword. For only then with blade in hand can true peace be restored.