Fan Fiction ❯ The Mirror Tells All ❯ Eleventh ( Chapter 11 )

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The Mirror Tells All

A Legend of Zelda fan fiction

By: Blue Taboo

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Okay, I promise to lay off on the not so subtle, yet subtle ZeLink for a bit here, but I can't promise much else. Also, a little more will actually happen here too, and don't worry, more of the actual hard-core plot is coming along as well. Please, don't hesitate to tell me what you think of my writing, or even of the plot. I'm open to suggestion on both aspects, and any others you can think of. Of course, I already know how this is going to end, but if you want to throw me an idea for some filler, I'd be happy to receive it.

It was even whispered among the servants of the castle that the Princess Zelda had a magical foresight, but Link knew that no magic had been used, nor any visions seen in any dreams, when she hinted about the Knights being away for a few days.

Only three days after the night they had looked out over Hyrule from the tower top, Link was up at an obscenely early hour, saddling Epona for a short journey. However, this little half-a-day's ride to the other end of the kingdom meant a lot more than just a jaunt out of the castle. After all, Link concluded, he had only been there ten days. He was completely unsure as to why he felt it had been so much longer.

In fact, it was the morning after that emotionally exhausting evening that Damen had found him in the hall of the north wing, just after he had risen and readied for the day. The Old Knight told Link that he and Sir Banon would be leaving on diplomatic concerns to Calatia, and that the Princess had informed him that Link was to be excused from his duties with the other two Knights so that he could attend to "personal matters" elsewhere in Hyrule for the three days that his other teachers would be absent.

With Zelda, Link had come to learn, nothing was meant to be a suggestion, but rather, a strange form of an order, which was not at all imposing in any way.

He was glad to accept the offer to go to the forest, though. She had made him realize how much he longed for the shade of its immense trees, the faint glow of the golden forest fairies that were scattered all about the clearings, and, of course, the amiable company of his oldest friend, Saria. It had been sad for him to hear the notes of her song echo with no response.

Maybe...maybe she just didn't hear...

Whatever the case, Link had immediately started the journey in his mind two days prior to his actual leaving. Banon even managed to smack him upside the head a few too many times with a stave as they practiced, due to this distraction.

"Either you've got heat stroke, lad," Link hazily remembered the rotund man saying as he handed the resting hero a large mug full of cold water, "Or you've a girl on your mind."

It was neither, but he didn't bother to explain. He simply let out a weak laugh and took the proffered relief for his beaten and overheated state.

The thought of the Lost Woods had once brought pain upon him. In Termina, as an eleven-year-old boy, he had tried to forget about his childhood there, about the lies and bullying he'd suffered by his own uncertain heritage. When he wandered out of that strange reality, though, he had changed his mind. True enough, he had been lied to, picked on, and used by its inhabitants, but mostly to preserve his own safety. What they did for him, without even knowing, was better than what any dead Hylian parent could have. The Kokiri, he had realized while wandering from land to land, had been the closest thing to family he'd ever had. Family, as he grew to know, was very important to not only Hylians, or nobles, but to everyone that had it.

He couldn't make himself forget about the fairy children that had raised him, and had sheltered him, most of the time willingly, in their own peculiar way.

When the last evening came before his departure, Link could barely contain himself for dinner. The Emperor had asked him, as was expected, about the nature of his short trip, and Link, in turn, had simply repeated the reply concocted for him. After all, the Knights, as well as Zelda, knew the true reason for his journey and about his connection to the Kokiri.

"Lord Emperor," he had stated as Zelda seated herself and left him to go to his lower seat, "I will be visiting old friends of my mother's family that own a farm outside of the Lost Woods. They have heard of my arrival in Hyrule, and I wish to take time to visit them when it is convenient for the Knights, so as not to hinder my training in their order."

Link had repeated it verbatim, and the Emperor just took it in with a nod, and what seemed like the faintest of smiles.

Maybe Link had just imagined it, but he could swear that little upturn of the Emperor's lips was a show of his being glad that Link would be out of his face for three days, so that he may spend more time with Zelda, as opposed to the lowly Squire.

It became very clear to Link, then, that he should ask the Princess more about Terinae when he returned. Something about leaving the castle with only the Emperor and her, with himself and the two most able Knights away, unnerved Link, but not to the point where he paid too much attention.

He'd found himself lately saying over and over again in his mind, "Terinae is not Ganon..."

He didn't like this new kind of enemy he found in the usurper, but one can only choose one's friends, not one's foes. Link wondered where he'd got that one from, but, over the course of his travels, he'd gained many little tidbits of advice like that. He surmised, one day, when he was old and Hyrule was at peace, that he should write them all down...

His mind continued to wander into the night, after he'd bid Zelda goodnight at her door, this time making sure to take her hand, but her left in his right. He knew that every time they touched, even accidentally, that the Triforce pieces rang a little, but so long as their marked hands kept their distance from one another, they could avoid the full force of the resonating relics. His mind, however, refused to stay in one place that night, and even Zelda, who had been at the very center of his thoughts even before he'd come back to Hyrule, refused to stay the chaos in his overly-excited brain.

It was a wonder he even fell asleep that night. The last thing he could remember thinking about was all them games he used to play when he was little. He thought about how he could win so easily at them all now. He thought...he thought he should give them all piggy back rides...

Sleep didn't claim the young hero for long, though. He was up before the sun, his saddle bags already packed with all he'd need. Link felt almost giddy as he slung them over his shoulder and locked up his room with the key he'd just recently been given. He'd gotten to the stable before the boys were even awake. He'd told his little maid Vesta not to bother to come to his chamber that morning, since he knew he'd already be gone. Zelda he had said goodbye to the night before, as well as the Old Knights when they sat around the fire in the Den. For ten days of confinement, three days of freedom and re-living the good old days seemed like heaven.

Of course, it was more than just ten days. It was seven long years, and before that, another reality of seven years, but it was all worth it. Maybe now he could tell Mido. Maybe now he could pick that little sucker up by the back of his little tunic and ask him if he knew who his captor was.

After all, Link hadn't changed back into his old Kokiri green for nothing. He wanted to be somewhat recognizable for them, even if only Saria would have the concept of a changed Link in her mind. The others knew nothing of growing and aging people that inhabited the forbidden world beyond their forest. They expected him to return, if they even expected that much, looking the same as he had seven years ago.

There were other things, though, that Link had prepared, besides his clothing. He planned to return Saria's Fairy Ocarina to her. To Mido, he would give his old Kokiri Sword, barely more than a long dagger to him now. To the rest of them, well, he had many little trinkets in his possession that would thrill any sheltered forest child. Seashells from the islands, little bottles of gold dust from Termina, everyday silly masks, and even seeds from the Royal Deku's garden were among his gifts. He envisioned a happy homecoming, one which he didn't envision himself leaving.

The Kokiri would be amazed to see what little Link, the strange fairyless one that grew and changed with time, had become...

Link hadn't seen them all since before he'd opened the Door of Time. Once he'd closed it, he'd gone straight to Zelda, then to the Lon Lon Ranch to buy Epona, and then he'd just made his way out of Hyrule.

He had never really wanted to go back to the forest...until he had grown up to realize how good it had been to him.

He and his mare were a lot bigger, though, when compared with that day he'd left the boundaries of Hyrule, but at heart, he still felt like a child, or at least wanted to. He needed a dose of all the good the world had to offer, before he plunged headlong into another battle against evil.

Link mounted up on a half-tacked Epona. Since no one would see him leave, and he would probably arrive late in the evening upon his return, he hadn't bothered with all the extra equipment that was simply for show, in order to make them seem like any other horse and rider. He wouldn't run into anyone that would have to know why he rode with almost nothing more than a saddle and all the junk he could fit into its bags. Epona, though, was glad to get out of castle grounds, which she showed with great enthusiasm, nickering as she cantered down the streets of Castle Town, waking everyone up as she did. Link didn't mind, seeing as he was even more enthused than his horse at the moment...

The sun rose brilliantly over Hyrule Field as horse and hero trotted towards the endless Lost Woods. Few Hylians could have such a beaming smile on their face when they approached that green expanse, in fact, for all Link knew, he was probably the only one, and at that point, he was Kokiri at heart.

A dread crept into his heart, though, as he stared down the great tunnel of trees that marked the entrance to his childhood home. What if something had happened to all the Kokiri? What if they shunned him once again when they found out that this big Hylian was their Link? What if Saria hadn't answered because she was angry with him?

He shook it all out of his head and dismounted his mare. If any of that was the case, he could make it right again. He could.

He sent Epona to spend her three days off running and grazing in the vast Hyrule Field, then strode into the tunnel and onto the bridge.

He had to go home, if only just for a little while...

As his eyes adjusted to the faint, soft light of the forest, he walked on and let the other end of the tunnel into the village appear to him. He remembered these woods. Link was the only Hylian never doomed to be lost.

Countless fairies were still floating about everywhere. The light they gave off in tiny golden balls offered a surreal glow to the forest, and Link's ears could just barely pick up their laughter. These little yellow fairies had no voice, like their larger pink cousins, but they were often laughing, especially when a Hylian wandered into their woods. He took one deep breath before crossing the threshold into the village where he had lived for the first ten years of his life. All seemed well, and peaceful. He found himself sighing with relief that a Deku Baba hadn't attacked him upon his entrance.

"Hey Mister! How'd you get in here? Don't you know these are the Lost Woods? This ain't no place for your kind, Mr. Tall Guy!"

The familiar voice of the boy who guarded the gateway to the village startled Link out of his contentment. "Oh! Heh...Don't worry, I kind of know my way around, you could say," he told the boy, marveling, even though he knew it would be so, at how he looked exactly the same as he did the day he had told Link he would die if he ever left the woods.

"They all say that!" the boy protested pushing a few shaggy blonde locks out of his eyes.

"I guess they would," Link conceded, then asked, "Listen, can you tell me where Saria is...or Mido?"

"Wait a second! How do you know their names? Who are you, Mister?" the Kokiri demanded.

"Torin," Link called the boy by name, finding it sounded odd in a man's voice, "I'll tell you, all of you, in just a little while, but I need to talk to them first, okay?"

"You...but...you...S-saria's probably...in her house...uh right now. I don't know where Mido is...uh..."

"Thanks," Link said and then jogged off, not wanting to give himself away completely.

He saw a few of the girls giggled at him as he ran by, probably thinking he was just another stupid Hylian out to get himself turned into a Stalfos. Won't they be surprised, Link thought, grinning as he ducked to enter the house of his only real friend. The bright interior of the great hollowed out tree was a welcomed sight to him, especially because Saria was sitting at her table, reading one of the few books that the Kokiri owned. They could all read, courtesy of the Hylians that left behind packs full of the written word after they had become monsters.

She didn't turn upon hearing him come in, but asked, "Who's there?" in her little bell-like voice, her eyes still on the page she was reading.

"It's been a very long time, and for that, I'm really sorry," Link began, hoping she would recognize his voice simply because of the absurdity of it being deep, "Friends don't visit friends only once every seven years..."

She quickly turned to face him, even before he had finished speaking. She looked both shocked and overjoyed, her blue eyes wide as she took in an image of him that only she remembered. "Link!" she exclaimed with pure delight and rose from her little stool.

He got down on one knee so that he could hug his childhood companion, and the closest thing he'd ever really had to a mother. The Kokiri had all raised him, true enough, but it was Saria whom with he stayed until he was big enough to have his own house, and Saria who taught him all that a proper Kokiri needed to know. She embraced him tightly, her little fists clutching handfuls of his green tunic.

"I can't believe you came back!" she cried as she let go. Link could see her eyes just barely brimming with tears of joy.

"Actually, Saria, I only came to visit you and the others for a little while. You see...it's a very long story, but I'm actually helping Princess Zelda again, and they'll need me back at Hyrule Castle in a few days, but until then, I want to enjoy the forest and the Kokiri again."

"Then you are the man she said had come to Hyrule to help her defeat that Emperor Terinae?" Saria queried.

Link was surprised she knew all of that. "Wait, how do you know all this?"

Saria laughed her little laugh. Link had forgotten how similar it was to a fairy's. "You silly hero," she admonished, "Zelda is the leader of all the Sages. She can speak to us at any time, except, she uses telepathy so that she speaks to us in our minds. It has to be you, though! You're the Hero of Time!"

"Now I don't know--"

Link was interrupted by a little high-pitched voice, one belonging to Saria's fairy. "What's going here? Who is this guy?" it demanded.

"Tali, this is Link! You remember Link, right?" Saria introduced him.

"No, no! That can't be him! Link isn't one of those big people!" the fairy objected.

"Oh but he is, Tali! He's always been."

"News to me! Humph!" the little blue-ish light informed them haughtily, then flew off to her hiding place under the bed once again.

"I see that things haven't changed much around here..." Link said, remembering Saria's attitude-laden fairy from years past.

"Time, you should know, isn't the same here in the Lost Woods as it is in the rest of the world. But Link, can I ask you something?" she pondered.

"Sure thing."

"Are you planning on telling everyone who you are and explaining everything?"

Link couldn't help but note that her voice brought the reality of just how hard that would be upon him. However, it did not change his answer. "Yes, Saria. They should know, but I wanted to tell a certain person about it first..."

"Mido, right?" Saria ventured to guess, her little face looking serious.

"That's the one."

"I knew you would say that," she told him, brightening up again, "But before we go find him, you have to answer a few of my questions!"

Though eager to tell Mido who and what he was, Link gladly answered all she bombarded him with. Saria tried to keep it general enough so that he didn't have to tell her the entire story, but they stood in her house for a quite a while, just catching up. Link, of course, had much more to say than Saria did when the question, "So how have you been?" was asked. He gave her the basic rundown of his situation at Hyrule Castle too, and Saria just smiled all the way through, and giggled whenever Link mentioned Zelda.

"Why are you laughing at me, Saria?" he whined in mock annoyance, interrupting his explanation.

"Nothing...teehee...nothing, Link," she had replied.

As soon as she was satisfied, Saria started to lead the way out, only to meet a crowd of Kokiri that had just begun to gather at her door.

"Where is that guy?!" demanded one of the Know-It-All Brothers. "Hey! Look! It's Saria! Saria! We saw this weird Hylian go into your house and--"

At that time, Link ducked his head out first and emerged from the little house to receive a gasp from the crowd.

"That's him!" Torin cried out.

"Hold on just a minute!" Saria obliged the confused crowd of forest children. "This Hylian is a friend of the forest, okay? I have to take him to see the Deku Sprout, so if you'll please--"

"But Mido's there! He'll get mad if you bring an outsider to the 'Sprout!" one of the girls that used to hang out in the shop all day pleaded.

"I know that," Saria told her, "But trust me, he'll understand."

The Kokiri did make way for them, although murmuring as they did.

As soon as they were out of earshot, Link laughed.

"Now what's so funny?" Saria asked him.

"They're going to go crazy..." Link predicted, then chuckled again.

Saria just shook her head slightly and kept leading on. They passed the narrow path that Mido used to guard with his life against the unworthy. Link remembered the Kokiri Sword then, which he had stashed under his shield for concealment at the moment. Mido, he thought, would appreciate finally being able to have it. He knew that the boy had been jealous of it being in Link's possession ever since he let him pass on that fateful day.

However, Link had been glad to hear that the Deku Sprout had appeared much earlier than it had in the other time. It had been around almost since the day he'd left, really, popping up and talking within a month after he had defeated Ghoma. Saria had reported that it was now a healthy little sapling that was probably just a little taller than Link at the moment and though it had great wisdom, the humor and informality of its words was a welcome change from its father's formal dialect.

They came upon the vast clearing, still haunted by the half-petrified form of the dead Great Deku Tree. Link had known, when he came back, that time started again on the day that he put the Spiritual Stones in the altar and played the Song of Time, so not all of Ganon's evils were repaired, but they were already corrected well enough, thanks to his doing. The leaves of the old tree had long withered away, leaving behind a skeleton-like shadow for the sapling that reached higher and higher with each passing day. It was a strange looking thing, with a big base and a tiny top, but it was probably just the nature of the Deku Tree species to be so. It reminded Link of his own body a few years before, when he was gangly and rather funny looking. Puberty, he had realized, was one thing he had been grateful to miss before.

However, the little orange and green speck began to take shape as they walked closer, along with its blue speck of a fairy. Link could not find the dread within himself that he had once held when going to talk to Mido. There was something inside of him, other than that fact that he was now so much bigger than the Kokiri, that told him not to worry.

"Sorry to interrupt!" Saria called so as not to startled the tree and the boy, who seemed to be having a rather calm discussion on some matter.

Mido looked over his shoulder nonchalantly, almost with an annoyed expression, but then his little brows knit as he saw a Hylian in his sacred place. "What do you think you're doing, Saria!" he admonished, rising from where he sat on the forest floor.

"Calm down, Mido!" she told him. "He's actually here to explain something to you...something I think you might find quite interesting."

Mido directed his scornful gaze away from Saria and up into Link's eyes. "All right, Mister, this better be good!" the threat was a hollow as the little bully's had always been, and instead of a cringe, it brought a grin to Link's face.

"She's right, Mido," the hero began, calling the Kokiri boss by name. "You should listen to Saria more often, you know. She usually says some pretty smart things."

"Just how do you know Saria anyway, Mister?"

Link then laughed full out, hearing the phrase echo so similarly to one that Mido had demanded of him in another time. "She and I are the best of friends, of course. In fact, for most of my life, she was my only friend. You were never very nice to me either, but I don't hold it against you anymore. You were right, you know, about me not being one of your kind...I was just hoping you'd recognize me, but I guess you didn't think I would ever come back, did you?"

Mido's eyes were wide and fixed on Link's face as he finished talking. The boy was speechless, and from behind him, the deep, resounding laugh of the Deku Sprout could be heard.

"By the way," Link continued, reaching for his oldest sword when he got no response, "If this helps at all," he drew the little Kokiri Sword, "then I think you'll understand. I'm giving it back to you, in fact, since its too small for me now."

"Y-you're..." Mido stammered as Link kneeled down to put the sword back into his hands.

"My name is Link, Mido. You always said it was a stupid name, but the others had their hearts set on it by the time you piped up..."

"You...You're a...Hylian? Y-you're huge!" Mido blanched, letting the little sword fall out of his hands as he never ceased staring at the what had become of the little weirdo he used to pick on.

"It happens out there, in the world beyond the forest. In fact, I'm still growing, and I have met many men who are much bigger than me," the swordsman explained.

"Ah Link!" a new voice, that of the much amused Deku Sprout, called, "My father's roots tell me much of you. Though you are not in fact a Kokiri, you should know that you are always welcome in these woods."

"Thank you, Deku Sprout. Your father was very good to me, and I am honored to be treated as well by you."

"Ah, 'tis nothing. If I had it my way, I would keep you in the woods for all of your days so that you may guard my children, but alas, this is not what fate has in store for you. You will become a great man, Link, even greater than you are now!" the strange-looking tree told him. Link could feel its strong voice resounding in his chest, but somehow, it was a comforting feeling. The tree could only do him good, not harm.

"I can only hope so."

In response, the tree just laughed heartily, shaking its leaves as it did. The Deku Sprout then turned his attention to Mido. "Do not act so afraid, Mido. I know that Link bears no ill will toward you. He is a brave and righteous man, and he has chosen to come here and visit with us while there is peace in this world. Would he have chosen to do so if he did not wish to extend his friendship toward all the Kokiri?"

Mido shook his head slowly, his eyes still wide, but gazing now as his feet, rather than at Link.

"You should listen to the Deku Sprout as well, Mido," Link said reassuringly, ruffling the boy's hair and making him jump. Link laughed and bent down to pick up the Kokiri Sword that Mido had dropped earlier. "Besides, one shouldn't dwell on the past. The future is what counts anyway."

Mido took the sword again as it was offered, this time clutching the little blade to his chest protectively. "I'm not afraid of you wanting to get me back!" he sounded. "That's just stupid! ...I know I pushed you around a lot before, Link, but after the Great Deku Tree died, I realized that you did a lot for us, and that it was wrong for me to yell at you all the time. So..."

"It's all right, Mido. You don't have to tell me you're sorry. Besides, I've already forgiven you," Link told him, placing a big hand on his little shoulder and wondering at the change in his former tormentor.

"T-thanks...Link."

"C'mon!" Saria suggested enthusiastically, calling the attention of all. "You've got me all excited now, Link! Let's tell the others!"

He nodded and they filed out, throwing their good-byes for the Deku Sprout over their shoulders as they went.

The entire populace of the Kokiri village was now amassed at the entrance to the Great Deku Tree's clearing, gossiping and gasping as they tried to jump up to see anything over the crowd. Obviously...it wasn't usual to see a Hylian admitted into the clearing...

Link walked up to them flanked by a grinning Mido and Saria, whose fairies sat on the girl's shoulder, whispering to one another as they often did. They parted, though, when Saria spoke up.

"My friend here has something very important to tell all of you," she shouted over the crowd, "So listen up!"

When Mido offered no support, and the kids were quiet enough, Link cleared his throat and spoke to them.

"Seventeen or so years ago, the Great Deku Tree gave to all of you a strange little creature that he claimed would grow up to be a Kokiri. You all remember him, don't you? He was the boy who didn't have a fairy, a shy little guy too, for the most part," he began.

"His name was Link, Mister," a girl informed him from the front of the crowd, "But he left the forest a long time ago."

"Yes, yes he did. I'll tell you what though, he was actually just in Castle Town this very morning." Link was setting them up for a ploy. He loved telling stories to kids, and tricking them into assuming the wrong thing. Of course, he would always tell them what really happened in the end, but the deceit was just for fun.

"He's alive?"

"You did?"

"It couldn't have been him--"

"You're a liar!"

"Are you sure?"

The crowd erupted, but Link just chuckled lightly, offering no response until they settled down again.

"He left the town, though, this morning. He's actually been all over the world in these past few years, really. He's just come back to Hyrule, and besides helping Princess Zelda like he did before, he wanted to visit some old friends...Do you kids think he wants to come back here?"

By then, he could see their eyes focus on him differently. Their childish minds had pushed aside his vagueness and were now just beginning to make connections. He didn't let them start again, for fear they would ruin it.

"I actually found out something about him too. He's a Hylian! Did you know that? That's why he never had a fairy!"

"But that's not true!" Torin objected. "He couldn't be a Hylian...because is he was a Hylian he'd be...he'd be...grown up..." The dutiful guard of the village entrance trailed off, grasping the significance of what he'd just said.

"Yes, he would be, wouldn't he?" Link just grinned and left it hanging for them.

"Those blue eyes, that big hat!" the oldest Know-It-All Brother exclaimed. "You're him aren't you? You're Link!"

The hero didn't even have to say anything, or even nod. The Kokiri knew him then, and they no longer stood staring at a foreign invader in their sacred forest, but rather ran the short distance to him and called out the name they'd given him so long ago. He bent down once again and tried to gather all of his old friends and neighbors into his arms, but there were just too many of them. They settled instead for hanging all over him and bombarding him with questions, as children often do. He was only delighted to answer as many as he could, but before long, Mido broke up the mound of forest children that had swarmed their Hylian brother, saying that there would be plenty of time for everyone to talk to Link and reminding them that it was almost time for dinner.

Of course, then, a feast was unanimously suggested, in order to celebrate Link's return. He had explained to them that he would only be able to stay for three days, but they insisted anyway, and then scattered to make preparations, leaving him and Saria alone in the corridor of trees, with Mido gone off to direct the ecstatic Kokiri.

"I had hoped it would be this way..." Link said, looking out after the children as they ran off to give him a proper Kokiri welcome.

"Despite what you might have thought, Link, they all missed you. Even Mido was sad after you left, and he thought it was his fault. Most of them feared you dead...so even if they now know you are a Hylian, they're just glad to see you're okay," Saria explained.

He nodded, then turned to her and offered her his gauntleted hand. "Do you remember that one day when I tried to carry you home from the pond on my back because you were tired, and I couldn't because I wasn't strong enough?"

"Yes..." she acknowledged, though looking curious as to why he was bringing up the incident.

"I owe you a ride, and if it's all right with you, I think I can pay you back now."

Saria then laughed her little fairy's laugh, and took his hand with her own tiny one. Tali, being the kind of fairy that never letting an opportunity pass her by, zoomed up to the brim of Link's floppy green hat, where she rested and waited until he had pulled Saria onto his shoulders.

"Yah!" the green-haired Forest Sage shouted as she commanded her mount, the Hero of Time, onward to her house.

It was as if, for a moment, he was a Kokiri again. They could laugh and play all day, not having to worry about any grown-up concerns, and never fearing death. He had once wished to go back to the forest, while off fighting for his very life in a far away land, and as he carried his best friend on his back, laughing and playing, Link wondered why he had ever left...

...But he, like the Deku Sprout had said, could not stay. It was his fate, his destiny, to help others in need, wherever they were in need of him. However, fate never said it was wrong for him to visit and go back to those times again...just for a little while...

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