After what felt like years, zelda had begun to lose her throne to the relentless attacks of ganon, me, and link.
Who could beat a goddess of creation let alone the hero.
Many events had occurred such as the matrimony of me and ganon again. Our two children, links marriage to a guerdo.
Many of us still lived in fear of the return of zelda. We may have won the battle but as people say, we haven't won the war.
And i very much doubt we have.
As time flew by the roles started to switch. Link was a hero, ganon wasn't the villain of hatred. Zelda became the reincarnation of hatred.
Every time i waited whether 100 or 1000years. I would wait for them to resurrect. Because the second they did i would watch over them. Sheltered them. And somehow they remembered everything much to my happiness.
Me and ganon would continue our relationship and link would always go adventuring. Exploring at every possible chance he got.
Eventually though.
Everything comes to an end.
You cant be resurrected for an eternity. Because eventually their become the end of life.
The end of the world. When our planet died... Finally all of us could finally go to rest.