Hyrule's Inferno 2.
The great city's clock still clicks down... though the dead lie waste over the ruined lands of Hyrule, time's unbiased nature continues to flow smoothly. Days had passed since the young goddess Zelda left the Temple of Time - it was 3:46 p.m.- and Zelda did not know what she was to do. Effortlessly, she had tried to find any survivors or perhaps a soul she could grant peace in the afterlife. However, despite Zelda's determination, she was unable to appease these desires. The Demon King ensured the world of Hyrule knew their beloved goddess was a fraud. She spent the last seven days wandering mindlessly amongst the now still, empty, and frozen landscape. The ever-present sense of a brutal storm towers over Zelda from an uncertain and ashamed heaven as an intrusive wind whispers in and out of the spaces between the tall, dead trees that remain of the Lost Woods. Miles of clean white snow rest comfortably over the bloodstained soil without any care. Walking blindly through t...