Anakin Skywalker / Darth Vader was seen not only as the Chosen One but also as a god or various mythical creatures (angry ghost on Tatooine, Ghost Hand on Nelvaan or the one to slay three snake kill Jedi & Sith and bring chaos)
I totally agree with your statement about TP!Link. But my question is: since Link and Ganondorf have beast forms, why has Zelda kept her human form while being in the Twilight? (Or maybe she has a beast form, but like you, I haven't played the game in a long while)
This is a very good question and one that has no canon
answer, at least as far as I know. However, after thinking about it I was able
to form one possibility within my mind. First of all, we have to keep in mind
that Ganondorf having a beast form is nothing new, regardless of whether he’s
in the Twilight or not. Ganon has been around since the very first loz game and
he can symbolize pure power. What is
new, is that Link has a beast form
(or at least it was new back when TP first came out). Not counting the amiibo
function of wolf Link joining you on your journey in BotW (which I’m going to
mention again later), we have yet to see any type of beast form for Link
return. However, even though he lacks a beast form in his own game, we see
OoT!Link as the Hero’s Shade take on the shape of a golden wolf, and as I
mentioned before he has nothing to do with the Twilight as far as we know.
result, this makes it a little difficult to understand exactly why Link got a
beast form in the first place. However, (and bear in mind I’m definitely not
the best person to ask when it comes to this, but here we go~), in Japanese
mythology and whatnot, unlike a lot of western ones, I believe wolves are seen
as being creatures worthy of worship since they were often depended on to
protect crops from other wild animals. There were also charms and talismans
with wolf symbols on them because it was believed to offer protection in
various situations. Considering Zelda games are made in Japan, it’s not
unlikely that they had thoughts like this in mind when deciding what to make
Link transform into in the first place. This goes back to Wolf Link being an
optional companion in BotW. He helps you hunt and fight, similar to the roles
wolves had in Japanese mythology. Of course, there are many different views on
wolves depending on the cultures you look at. For example, in many, wolves are
often symbols for warriors and causing destruction. There’s also the whole “lone
wolf” mindset and how the life of a hero can be very lonely. There’s a lot that
can be possible, and as I said, I’m not an expert (or even an amateur) on it.
Anyway, because of this, it could be the goddesses wanted
Link to take on a shape worthy of a hero. A shape seen as reliable and even
ferocious when need be. A wolf. Of course, there are issues with this if we
just look at the worshiping nature of it as most NPCs make it no secret they’re
terrified of Link in his wolf form, but it could be argued that, like real
life, regardless of mythology most people probably wouldn’t want a wolf in the
wild coming anywhere near them. So, it could be possible ancient views of
wolves in TP!Hyrule mirror those of real life. Or even that no one in Hyrule is
used to seeing wolves as I’m pretty sure that guy who sells you lantern oil (not
that anyone actually buys it) comments on wolves being rare in the area. Possibly
a stretch, but I thought it was an interesting idea. Anyway, here’s a pic of
something Midna will say if you talk to her at some point during the Dark Beast
“Sacred” because he’s Link and obvious connection to the
gods because he’s the chosen hero and all that good stuff, but also “sacred”
being put next to “beast” is just kind of interesting to me because, again, of
a lot of different mythology involving views on wolves (though I’m probably definitely
reading too much into it XD Just thought I’d share this pic anyway though ^.^
since I took the time to take it >_>)
Also, there’s the whole Twilight Prophecy which, no doubt,
has something to do with it. The problem is, that’s all we get out of that: is
that it’s a prophecy. There’s nothing else about it as far as the Twilight is
concerned (at least as far as I can remember).
Now for Zelda herself and the question you actually asked XD
Why doesn’t she have any beast form in TP and doesn’t turn into a spirit? Well, let me start with the fact
that in our first meeting with her she tells us, “without light, the people became as
spirits” when explaining how the Twilight shifts the forms of most anyone and anything within it.
As we see later in our second meeting with her, she has the
Triforce of Wisdom already. Not only considering the fact that Zelda is Hylia
reincarnated over and over again, as we learn in SS, but we’ve also seen
numerous times throughout the series how the powers Zelda tends to have as a
result of the Triforce of Wisdom (or just the fact of being a goddess lol) are
very light filled. So, it stands to reason that she still has “light” aka the
Triforce of Wisdom/Hylia, thus having protection from being turned into a
spirit. But, one could also argue that Link should receive similar protection
from the Triforce of Courage, allowing him to remain in his human form. However,
remember everything I said about the gods wanting to shape him into a form they
see fit for such an adventure. Link’s the chosen hero and they make sure to
tell you that quite often throughout the events of TP XD When it comes right
down to it, I guess what I’m trying to say is: maybe the goddesses just saw no
reason to give her an alternate form? But she and Link are both able to keep a
physical form, whether beast or not, due to being chosen by the gods.
Sorry if I didn’t give a satisfactory answer, and there’s of
course a chance that this is not the reason at all. But there is a chance that
it could be ;D Anyway, if anyone else has any theories as to why Zelda doesn’t
have any beast form like Link and Ganondorf in Twilight Princess, give it a
Another Elysian (third installment of the Serendipity AU) mood board
The Elysian Fields (Ancient Greek: Ἠλύσιον πεδίον, Ēlýsion pedíon) is a conception of the afterlife that developed over time and was maintained by some Greek religious and philosophical sects and cults. Initially separate from the realm of Hades, admission was reserved for mortals related to the gods and other heroes. Later, it expanded to include those chosen by the gods, the righteous, and the heroic, where they would remain after death, to live a blessed and happy life.
So, pictures here we have Queen Midna (ruler of the Twili, slayer of the usurper, destroyer of castles, and wielder of the Fused Shadows) with Prince Link (hero of the realms, chosen of the gods, sacred beast, and royal arm candy consort of the Twilight Queen).
Ok. Here it is. The beginning of the crackiest of crack fics I have written since “the exploits of the FABULOUS Draco Malfoy”
Quick summary- In a highly unlikely future in which a new foe has lead to a truce between our heroes and their arch nemisis Hawkmoth, our semi- reformed villain has agreed to a community service rehabilitation work program.
This might have been the most insufferable press conference he had ever participated in, and that was certainly saying something.
The press had turned up in droves of course, anxious to see the first public display of the city’s notorious ex-villain. A decent sized crowd of civilians had chosen to attend as well, though, unsurprisingly, many had chosen instead to watch the televised rendition from the relative safety of their homes.
The meticulously rehearsed apology speech had gone well enough, with enough verbal groveling and implied tragic backstory to ensure a good reception. The proposed “rehabilitation initiative” they had been pushing for the last several weeks also seemed to be winning over the public, if the crowd reactions thus far were any indication.
He had not, however, counted on Andre Bourgeois inserting his own lengthy speech into the mix.
The insipid man had been droning on for the last hour about the “tireless effort” that he and his associates had made to bring about this reconciliation.
As if the grossly incompetent politician and his police squad of bread eating layabouts had contributed to anything in the past 2 years.
The only reason he was here was because he had voluntarily chosen to ally with the teen heroes in light of current circumstances.
God knows the pair of super powered vigilantes had more to do with the reduced crime rate in the city than anything Andre’s stooges had ever done.
Hell the two children had even managed to pull of a more eloquent press conference speech than the narcissistic mayor when they had originally announced the arranged truce last month.
Not to mention that the entire rehabilitation initiative, as anyone who could read could tell you, was spearheaded and largely funded by the influential business mogul Gabriel Agreste.
Unfortunately, as Gabriel Agreste was unavoidably detained and unable to be present for this historic occasion, Andre had apparently taken it upon himself to try to steal the spotlight.
It was an election year after all.
Thankfully Hawkmoth could entertain himself by imagining the incredibly uncomfortable phone call that the insufferable twit would be receiving later that week from his less than amused campaign contributor.
At least this exercise in political mastrabation was finally drawing to a close.
Andre had finally introduced Ms. Nathalie Sancoeur- the overseer of the project- which meant this tedious event could finally move into its final stage.
Thank God Nathalie had never been one to waste time with needless exposition.
She stepped in from of the podium addressed him as well as the crowd.
“Good afternoon Ladies and Gentleman, as Mayor Bourgeois has said I am Nathalie Sancoeur, the primary coordinator and manager of the rehabilitation and restitution initiative. As I am sure you have been informed Mssr Hawkmoth, it is my job to ensure that you have paid off your debt to society through public service. In addition, all the proceeds from the establishment, which my employer has so generously founded for this program-“ he could hear the sarcasm dripping from Nathalie’s voice, though he doubted any of the other onlookers save perhaps one would catch the subtle difference in her cadence, “-will be donated towards the foundation for Akuma related trama and emotional destress you yourself will be expected to put in a required number of hours as a good faith gesture.”
He tried not to roll his eyes as Nathalie continued to list off the various details of his servitude to him, as the surrounding crowd of politicians and law enforcement officials nodded along encouragingly.
It was hardly as though he needed to pay that much attention, the entire concept had been his idea after all. A grand public gesture to keep Andre and the others feeling like they had some semblance of control in a world where magically enhanced heroes waged war on otherworldly beings.
More importantly, it was an attempt to display a sense of contrition for his previous exploits. The proposal had given him a tentative foot in the door in regards to making amends with the teenage hero duo. It had been hard enough to convince them to join forces even in light of their more threatening foe, and if he was going to continue to ensure that they didn’t attempt to rob him of his miraculous he needed to make some concessions.
All in all, a handful of hours of community service every week and the start-up capital for a local business establishment was a small price to pay.
Beside, at least Adrien had finally started speaking to him again when he proposed the scheme. That alone was worth the inconvenience.
“Now, if everyone would kindly follow me,” Nathalie said concluding her statement and pulling him out of his reverie, “I believe it is time to introduce you to our new business.”
He followed behind Nathalie as she descended the steps from the capitol building the rest of the committee trailing along from a safe distance and eagerly tailed by the substantial crowd that had turned up to attend the press conference.
For the first time he realized that he had never bother to actually check with Nathalie as to exactly what sort of plebeian work he was about to be subjected to. He had simply left the details entirely in her control. However, that also meant that he had no real idea what sort of business she had set up for this little charity project, and it certainly wouldn’t be anything that could risk exposing his true identity. He felt a brief shudder of dread as he caught sight of Ladybug and Chat Noir comfortably perched atop a small shop, holding a cloth banner over the entry display so as to ensure a grand reveal.
“Should I be concerned,” he whispered at his guide.
She turned towards him with hint of amusement in her eyes.
“I assume you Mssr Hawkmoth a great amount of thought and attention has gone into this project, and everything has been handled with the utmost consideration to your assorted skills and talents.”
He looked up nervously and locked eyes with the manically grinning Chat Noir.
No this was definitely not good.
“Ladies and Gentleman,” Nathalie called out to the eagerly waiting crowd, “May I present to you, our newest café.”
Oh god… oh no…
He looked up in horror as the two heroes pulled away the cloth to reveal the gleaming storefront logo.
AKUMA-CHAIS café and lounge.
“You have got to be kidding me,” he hissed turning to glare at Nathalie.
“Is something wrong Mssr?” she asked coolly, the corners of her mouth twisting into the slightest hint of a smile.
He opened his mouth to argue but the words died in his throat as Nathalie lifted a single eyebrow knowingly.
He couldn’t say anything. Not here, not now. Hawkmoth had absolutely no grounds upon which to object, and it would make no sense for the recluse villain to suddenly begin snapping at his “project supervisor” whom he had only officially met once before a few weeks earlier. And she knew it too.
“So,” he choked out as calmly as he could manage, “I’m going to be working… here?”
“That is correct,” Nathalie said the lightest tinge of humor coloring her voice. “You see my employer, who as you know provided the funds for this establishment, and came up with this rehabilitation program-“
“I am well aware of that fact Ms. Sancoeur.”
“Well his wife used to work as a barista before they married.”
“You don’t say.”
“So when it was suggested that we could establish a café as our enterprise everyone thought it seemed like an appropriate choice.”
“I could have sworn I heard a rumor that your employer despises coffee, and in fact finds the smell rather revolting.”
“You know I do believe you might be right,” Nathalie said, still managing to maintain her impeccable faced of nonchalance, “but his son was the one who proposed the idea and My employer does so value the happiness of his family.”
This is why it was never a good idea to make ones employees indispensable. They became far to pretentious.
“I suppose he came up with the name as well?”
“Oh no,” Nathalie said unable to hide the slight smirk she had been holding back up to this point, “That was Chat Noir’s idea.”
conception of the afterlife that developed over time and was maintained by some Greek religious and philosophical sects and cults. Initially separate from the realm of Hades, admission was reserved for mortals related to the gods and other heroes. Later, it expanded to include those chosen by the gods, the righteous, and the heroic, where they would remain after death, to live a blessed and happy life, and indulging in whatever employment they had enjoyed in life.