He was just heading to Lake Hylia, just to go fishing! He had saved the world and that was it. No more Ganon. No more Majora. He was done! Finally…
Now here he was, a knight in his original timeline. The one where he defeated Ganondorf.
Of course he wasn’t expecting this. A small girl… fighting with a fairy? Looking closer he could see the kokiri sword and a sheild. Just… who was this child?
A kokiri? But.. the Kokiri couldn’t leave the forest. Right?
“Um.. Excuse me?” His hylian accent rang true, much deeper than it had as a child. In fact he didn’t have it as a child, growing up in hyrule after everything gave him it.