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[It sounds like the rumble of boulders at first, low, monotonous, and threatening. After a moment, one might realize it’s a combination of a growl deep in one’s throat, as well as the sound of blunt fangs grinding together in obvious irritation. It had taken him quite a while to even figure out how to turn the thing on, but now everyone could have his piercing, narrowed white eyes trying to bore holes through their souls.The creak of his gauntlets tightening around the hilt of a wicked, impossibly helix-blade is a chilling sound indeed.]

Where?

[These were not his lands, and he could not sense Majora anywhere nearby. The Oni was exhausted, still bearing the wounds of his titanic struggle, AND the dried blood smeared across his face only lent itself to his already savage appearance. Someone had better start talking, and quickly, before he found the first pair of mortals to snatch up with his hands and choke them until they mewled every answer he wanted to hear. ]

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Magic. [The Deity sounds more than a little disgusted.]

Hm. I will remember. [For now, anyway. There was likely no chance he'd think to call the girl should he go out hunting for the magical beings. A battlefield was no place for a child.]

[North is used to dealing with animals, so the growls are actually less threatening to him than the words were.]

It's the fae that have you imprisoned here, not the residents of this place. Everybody here is trapped just like you are, so don't you dare hurt any of them.

Watch your tongue, whelp. [Every instinct rebels against the order, and the Deity will defy it with every breath in his body.]

You watch yours. I mean it, if you hurt anyone, you'll pay for it.

The creatures known as the fae are more than what one might normally call fairies. They come in a variety of different forms and often possess great power, which they might just as easily use for evil purposes as they would for good.

[When he stares down at her, Saki stares back unflinching. It's not that she's not intimidated, even if very little frightens her more than what's already dead, but she's gotten a little better at not showing it. Pretending he's some stupid neighbourhood kid from back home helps.

He answers, and it satisfies her; Saki offers him the cup and beverage inside it. Folding her hands behind her back, she reminds where she is - to make sure he does so.]

You sling idle threats, hiding like a coward in the shadows. Leave me. Skulk back to your lair. [Or by the Goddesses, he would hunt down the source of the sound and make him.]

...More... [Now that is finally something worthy of his attention. So they are different, then. Not the beings that perhaps he first thought of.]

No longer healers? Gentle souls?

Eh? Is that really it? [He sounds a little more intrigued that magic actually exists, more than it being the actual reason.]

Fine.

When you calm down and need advice, I'll be waiting. [With that he switches off the feed, feeling all together shaken up and ascared by that voice. Maybe he should warn somebody...]

[There's a roaring in his head and a rushing in his ears even before he opens the feed, like a part of him was stretching away and snapping back, swirling all around him. Link puts his hand to his head, closing his eyes as if in pain, and then he looks at the feed.

The bottom seems to drop from his stomach. He knows those eyes. He has worn those eyes. He'd weilded that sword and felt that maddening power coursing through him.

He had been the Deity, and he recognised him for what he was.

Speechless, he doesn't do anything more than suck in a breath of pure shock.]

[His hand dwarfs the glass, but, true to his word, the Deity is handling it with care, now. He understands respect, particularly when it comes to one's possessions. Only when the glass is situated safely against his lips (and not in danger of being dinged by his teeth), will he gulp the liquid down.]

[Was there evidence to the contrary? The Oni is interested again.] Makes the most sense.

[The Deity is still riled up and angry over North's cryptic warnings, his eyes flashing with a wild ferocity over the video. There is no recognition of the blond-haired, blue-eyed Hero, though his sudden appearance is enough to give the Oni temporary pause.]

[Unfortunately, it's only temporary.]

[With an angry snort that almost sounds like a challenge somehow, the being allows his lips to draw back, baring his fangs in the most mild warning he can offer. If this is another mortal who seeks to demand things of him, to order him about, he will be unpleasantly surprised with the consequences.[

[Link doesn't balk at that, but it is unnerving to see. Those teeth were his at one point, after all...]

... The Fierce Deity?

[It's said wonderingly, curiously.]

But how did they...

[And with that simple question, the Oni's entire demeanor shifts once more. This boy knows him, knows of him, somehow. Is he one of the mortals the Deity inadvertently sought to protect?]

Boy. [Because something has occurred to him, suddenly, something that requires his attention.] How many others?

[He's not a boy anymore, Fierce, but he'll leave that for now.]

About a hundred of us are stuck here.

[You all look the same to him after a while, he doesn't know the difference.]

The chaos. Here? [Majora does not even deserve to have its name uttered. Still, even as just a mask, he does not want it straying into the wrong hands. He'd planned on sealing it away, hiding it somewhere, before eventually submitting to sleep himself.]

The chaos - the mask? It's not here. We beat it.

[Oh, what mixed communications can do...]

[--the mask.]

We?

[He hasn't quite processed that pulling the communicator closer to his face doesn't actually make people appear larger.]</small. ...I do not understand.

[He stares at the feed for a while, trying to read the god's expression.]

What do you remember...?

...We had fought. [His face breaks into a truly terrible grin at the memory.] Long, and bloody. I was the victor.

[The beast seems to be lost for a moment, thinking.] I sealed it away. Majora. [His entire face twists with revulsion.] It drained me. I would seal myself, too, to recover... but now I am here.

[He didn't remember. How could he? He was from before he became a mask, and he became a mask thousands and thousands of years before Link was born, as far as he knew.]

Sealed yourself in a mask?

[A slow nod.]

My spirit. You found it. [It's not really a question, but the Deity is watching intently.]

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