On the first day, I was informed for the first of many times about the man who was Ganon.
No…not a man. A monster. Though he looked it, my men told me, he held in his eyes a horror they had never seen before. Something…innate. Unhinged. Seeking the destruction of everything I held dear. "He seeks to conjure an army of darkness and cloud the land with his filth and muck," the tales of old went. This monster was equivalent to the nightmares of yore, they swore.
When I first heard the tales and sightings I refused to acknowledge them. I was incredulous that history would seek me, the princess of Hyrule; I denied the old ways and the mumblin