Uh . . . the last leg of this story. Epilouges. 'Nuff said. It's very short.

#1: Demi

I'm tired. I just want to sleep.

I'm a prisoner in my own body. If I can call it my own. The Dark Triforce distorted it so much, I don't even know if it can be called mine.

It killed her. It killed Zelda. And I couldn't stop it.

I would have, if I could. Really. I loved her, I think. And I think she loved me too. I don't care what she said. I know she did.

I'm just running in circles . . .

Democres is hell. Demons every foot, each as messed up as me. They all try to kill each other, except for one woman. She's got cat-ears and whiskers, and big bat wings. Her eyes are red, and her skin is purplish-black. She has long black hair, too. As far as demons go, she's downright beautiful. Her son will probably be even more normal. The Dark Triforce says that baby is half-Hylian. How any Hylian could have . . .

But anyway. She's the only one who doesn't fight and try to kill people. We're staying with her for Din knows how long.

I'm such a monster. I can't get over that. I'm a monster, and not just how I look. Monsters kill people. Monsters cause pain and suffering. Monsters mess up people's happiness.

I'm so tired . . . I have to sleep.

Maybe I'll wake up and this will all have been a bad dream . . .

Ryia's not nearly as exciting as Hyrule. I've only been here for a half hour and already I'm bored out of my mind.

It's such a relief.

I feel terrible for what I did to Impa. I mean, I just left her. But I couldn't stay in Hyrule. Jade can't grow up in a war. I hope she understands. The second I got here I wrote her a letter. I think it'll be enough to make her understand. She gets things like that.

Jade's so loud. She's very hot-tempered for such a little thing. I can tell she'll be a great warrior when she gets older. Hopefully she won't have to face any war.

I feel strange. My head's killing me, and I feel all achy. I hope this isn't some weird disease Jade can catch. I think I'll just go to bed.

At least this whole nightmare is behind me. I need a fresh start

Zelda's dead. I can't believe she's gone.

I can't accept it . . .

At least Baby Zel's still alive. I didn't realize how much I cared about her until now. It's like . . . she's all I have left.

The war seems to be drawing to a close. I have been working on a compromise to make with the Gerudo. I know most of them want this war to end. I don't think they can spare the people, and neither can I.

Poor Impa's become homeless. I know how she feels, though, to lose someone you love. I've asked her to help take care of Zelda. She'll need a mother, and Impa needs a home. She hasn't given me an answer yet, but I think she'll accept it.

I think everything might work out, after all. I've informed all the guards not to let anyone from Democres (where else could that monster have come from?) into Hyrule. Our allies from Termina have promised to do the same.

I've hidden the Triforce in the safest place I can imagine. I don't think anyone will discover it. I know I'll never go within ten feet of it again.

The Triforce has caused too much pain and suffering. It must never be found again.

The End

Well, that's it . . . I guess. I've got a sequel coming up . . . and it has Link! I can't wait. I just need to work out what happens . . . but it'll be a lot of fun.
Keep an eye out for "The Dark Triforce." It's a several-part (three or four sections, I think) fic, so it'll be very different. But it'll have Demi . . .though he might be a little different. That's all for now. I'll see you later.