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Born A Slave

Long ago when the lands were young and the kingdoms of Hyrule were smaller war was a common practice. But as every war does eventually it came to an end. The thousands who had tried and failed to overthrow the king and queen of Hyrule were banished to a land beyond the Gerudo desert, a place where the day never truly came the only thing that did was the night and twilight

Many of the banished ones died early on as they traveled through the forsaken land. They had lost hope only after a few days into their exile, but their hope was restored when they stumbled upon a strange set of spheres covered in strange runes that shone with a warming light, the ground close to these spheres bloomed with plant life. The banished people rejoiced, perhaps these strange objects would bring them some salvation.

The years came and went. The people had built a small settlement using the power of the orbs that they had named ''Sol'' had allowed them to grow crops and live in the unforgiving realm they had been forced to reside in, but it was not to last. Some believed they could use the power they had discovered to go back and conquer the those who had exiled them, while others believed that this was their opportunity to build a new kingdom away from the cruel laws that had started their war In the beginning, the disagreements had turned to heated arguments, the arguments turned to fights, the fights eventually became another war.

The war only lasted a few days, having been ended by a man who had no allegiance to ether side. No one knows how he had done it but he had single handedly kept the now hundreds of people from spilling the blood of their friends and neighbors. The only reward that the people could claim as fitting for the young man was to be made king of their tribe. And thus the first king of the Twilight had been crowned.

Decades flowed by and the tribe had grown into a city of peace and order all under the now old king and his counsel, as every man does the great king left the world of the living many had assumed that the king's son would inherit the throne but were shocked when the prince had openly announced to the public that he would work with his late father's counsel to write a new law that stated when the current ruler would pass the people of the Twilight would appoint and vote on whom should be the one to take their place and lead the kingdom. A law that even now is only practiced by the people of twilight.

As the years continued and new life had been brought and raised inside the Twilight. And with the new life came a slow physical change to the people of Twilight, eventually they had become unrecognizable from the people who had built their beloved city, and they had decided to rename themselves as a whole, no longer were they the humans banished from Hyrule, nor where they their allies from Gerudo. They were the Twili.

But that was century's ago and very few now care for the history of the Twili people.

The stars shone brightly over the Gerudo desert, the stars were the only thing that brought any sense of calm over him, they were only thing that gave him hope that one day he would be able to look out at them from his cage. But tonight he found no solace in them, because tonight he could not see the stars, only the fire.

Everything was burning, the wagons, the carts, even the cages that had housed him and his other captives, even some of the horses and people burned. His cage had fallen from one of the wagons and broke upon landing on the cold sand and now he stood watching the chaos before him.

The bandits had given no warning when they attacked, they had appeared from one of the many dunes in the landscape and simply started attacking and burning anything and everything in sight.

One of the bandits covered head to toe in cloth and light armor took notice of him, when he finally gathered his sense and noticed the bandit approaching him he tried to run but only got a few dozen feet away before he was struck from behind, he fell face first into the ground, sand filled his mouth making him erupt into a coughing fit just before the bandit seized him by his hair and dragged him back the way he had come.

He struggled trying to pry himself away from his attacker but stopped the moment he came face to face with a man on a giant black horse, the man was dressed in black and gold armor, his hair was a deep crimson red that shone in the light of the fire around him, his skin had a slight green hue to it but the what had caught his attention more then anything else was the man's eyes. The man looked at him for a moment before nodding to the bandit, the bandit raised his scimitar and struck the back of his head with the pommel. Once he was unconscious the bandit knelt down and began tying his hands behind his back.

The man dismounted the horse to get a better look at his new captive, the first thing that drew his attention was his blond hair, a rarity in his homeland. His breath hitched as his eyes fell upon the boys ears, he quickly knelt down and rolled the captive onto his back, using his teeth to pull off one of his gloves he reached towards the boys face and opened one of his eyes. A twisted smile grew across his face as he realized his suspicions were indeed correct. He reached over and snatched a small sack from the confused bandit by his side, and placed it over the boys head.

''Home, my lord?'' The bandit said. Speaking to the man as he stood and dusted the sand off of his knees. ''Not for us.'' The man answered as he remounted his horse and took the reins into his hands. ''You, I and that.'' He gestured with his head to the unconscious body at the feet of the stallion. ''Are headed to the Twilight.''