Zelda Darkness Novels & Stories

Well, at least I finally got something I can do as a mage, right? Water splintered like glistening crystals as I turned and followed the rhythm with precision. I closed my eyes as I continued on my track, there was another smooth splash. Once again, I turned and leaped a little, then faced the audience and opened my eyes. I thought I'd see my expectants watching me in awe. But to my surprise, my line of vision was directed to a pair of unfamiliar pitch black eyes, the darkest shade of black I've ever seen in my whole life.

And in that darkness, Zelda boiled. With her youth stolen, her once radiant form reduced to something old and grotesque, rage festered inside her like a disease. She refused to accept this fate. She refused to be nothing. Desperation led her to the only place willing to listen—something deeper, darker. A force that whispered secrets lost to time. And the darkness spoke. It told her of something she had never known—something buried in the past.

The glow flickered, then died. Darkness swallowed the courtyard. For a second, the wolves faltered. Uncertainty cracked through the lines. But not me. I thrived in darkness. It was where I was born. The others might’ve lost their sight. I didn’t need it. In the pitch-black, I saw everything, muscle memory, scent, sound, instinct. I moved like death with a heartbeat. Blood ran down my face. My claws dripped. My heart burned, not just with rage, but with the cold agony of what had been taken.

I felt like Pandora’s box had been opened and it was sitting in my lap, all the evil in the world spilling out around me ripping the paint off the walls and tainting the carpet. If I stayed I wanted no part in their organizations or their game of cat and mouse. I wanted only to be there for Guilia who would know nothing about this. She was happy and carefree, I will do for her what my mother did for me and keep the world bright and shiny. I think it helps those of us who look darkness in the face to see the sunshine on those we love. “All right,” I finally spoke. “I won’t tell a soul,” “I knew you wouldn’t darling,” He grinned, if he thought that meant I would play any part in this scheme he

When I woke up, it was already dark outside. I took a shower and went downstairs, probably grabbing something from the fridge. ‘’Looking for something’’, someone said behind me, making me stumble forward when a firm hand wrapped around my waist and pulled me into his hard chest. I stabilised myself and remove his hand from my waist and continued my way to the fridge until he said, ‘’The maid covered some food for you, it is on the kitchen counter’’, I ignored him. His food and him can go to hell.

She is still working on an unconscious Lothaire. Taking his condition to mind, Willow stepped out, arming herself to the teeth. She has everything that she may need on her now. That is... what she can carry. Dusk fell slowly, bringing the sense of doom with it. The sky turned a fiery orange as if alerting all underneath, it to be wary of this day before changing to a darker shade. "It's time," Willow muttered under her breath, standing straight, looking at the horizon as it slowly clouded with people.

I once thought I was the only one who suffered a bitter life, but whenever I see him, he is way more gloomy and dull than I am. He's shattered and ruined, and here I am doing my best to give him relief. His presence scares me the first time I saw him, but I figured out that there is nothing to be afraid of. Darkness fears the light, and I have that lamp within me. At least I still have that little light inside me. Jesus who lives within me is greater than he who lives in the world. I do believe that I can pull him out from that deep darkness. The beast who lives inside his head wants to play, and I must say do not play with him. Do not play with Archer.

it’s a great mistake to hid and cover up in the darkness because where there’s a dark the shadows/soul is more dominant They witnessed how the dark part of the castle devour their comrade “help!” they all flinched when they saw blood splurt out from the corner “My liege will make you regret that you lived this life. Do not have any worries about our new brothers and sisters! Serving our master is our greatest pleasure” the resurrected paladin announced and started attacking the living forces “So, only fighting is our choice here huh?” Alfonso gave up on the idea of escaping ‘at least we have her’ looking at the mad girl, he thought that this is the only good thing that the girl have –her abi

Hell, a dinosaur could stomp in front of me and I wouldn't notice because of the dark. My legs stopped only after a few final strides. I stopped walking and just stood. The cold air was making my body shiver badly. My head looked at the ground, and I felt a wet pool of thick liquid surrounding my foot. I saw blood, a lot of blood. On the grass, on my hands, on my clothes, and all-around despite the darkness as if a sudden light exposed those parts. The blood made me scream on the inside but my body didn't react. My eyes followed the trail of blood on their own and stopped suddenly. It took me a second to make out the body on the ground and flames suddenly appeared, burning the lifeless corps

‘What a lovely term,' she thought, and in just a few seconds, she’d been thrown into a state of unconsciousness. Z had a very bad dream. She was walking in a long, dark tunnel, accompanied by a low, mournful lullaby that made her heart a little heavy. Every step she took echoed into a distance and brought up a picture of a corpse. Although its sudden appearance bothered Z, it was nothing to the shakiness she felt once Dark appeared from the pitch-black environment, sitting on something her naked eyes couldn’t see. She didn’t know how she could see him despite being unable to see her own hands and body. But what’s apparent was the redness and malice residing in her emotionless eyes. He was we