The First Part Was Updated Slightly, So Please Re-read Part 1.

The first part was updated slightly, so please re-read part 1.

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“We were warned of you,” the Diamond Clan leader said.

The imposter's pokémon had defeated the goddess of death twice over. An incontestable outcome. The barrier around Spear Pillar, the one sure sign of Arceus's indifference, fell with Her. It hardly mattered that Dawn blamed the wrong god. The pain had ossified long ago.

With the fall of the barrier so too did the imposter, onto the stone floor of Spear Pillar. Dawn ran to her body, to find the imposter had fled. What lay before her was a pile of flesh and bone without spirit. Free for the taking. Dawn screamed and laughed and sobbed at the cruelty and irony of the world. She clutched her limp body to her chest like a doll, mindful of her sharp claws. Finally, she had her body back.

“Oh?” Dawn had the smallest of hopes in her voice. An inflection the imposter never had. She fiddled with her sleeve. A nervous tick the imposter never did.

Dawn learned many things as a ghost, all in service of a single goal: take back what was hers.

Dawn learned to craft illusions. To disguise one's entire self as something other. To perceive it so resolutely that reality itself believes it. She imagined how she would utilize it on the imposter.

Dawn learned to summon the chill of death. The humans called it ‘bitter malice.’ It matched how she felt. She envisioned how she would unleash it on the imposter.

Dawn learned to manipulate the spirit. The intangible consciousness that empowered human and pokémon. She couldn't wait to oust the imposter.

Power isn't free. To call forth the Beyond was to embrace the Beyond. It changed you irreversibly.

In the end, it was power she didn't need. The imposter has abandoned her body before she could force the imposter out. Her plans and sacrifices were moot.

“‘The one wearing Akari's face,’” the leader quoted. “‘Her visage is only skin-deep.’”

Dawn had heard this before.

When her emotions had run their course on Spear Pillar, Dawn finally entered her body. She could experience the world as she never could as a ghost. The chill of the air, she had not felt in a long time. The breath she drew in her lungs, she had not needed in a long time.

Finally she had her body. Finally she was more than a lonesome spirit. It was a long time since she had felt happiness. She had joy at last. She ran all the way to Jubilife Village. A roof, a bed, a warm fire, a tasty meal. These were just over the hill. Her days in the Icelands were over.

Dawn never felt more alive.

She was hopeful. It was this that alerted the Galaxy Team. She would not mimic the imposter. The imposter's mannerisms were too strange. Too robotic. Too dead. The leaders were suspicious of her immediately. Missives were drawn up to alert the clans.

Dawn ran before the messengers could depart. She ran straight to the Diamond Clan. She didn't run fast enough.

She had the tiniest of hopes that, by seeking out the Diamond Clan, she might receive an audience with Dialga. That she might convince Him to send her to her own time. He desires were simple. To return to her loving family, to return to her pokémon friends, to return to her important research. It would be nice to do so while she drew breath.

“This is my face,” Dawn hissed, offended at the mistake. An emotion the imposter never felt. “It was stolen and now it is returned.”

"Begone, Fox. You aren't welcome here." The point of a sword said the rest.

The imposter's eyes never turned a sickly yellow in rage, and the imposter's hands never formed wicked claws of anger.

How naïve she was to think that returning to her body was what she really wanted. How foolish she was to think that carrying through on her promise would complete her. Life is more than flesh and blood.

The Diamond Clan's reaction was disappointing, but only a small setback. She was a free spirit after all. Not tied to anyone or anything or any body. She could get back to her family the long way. For now, she would return to the Icelands. She would not seek out the Pearl clan. She had enough of hoping for one lifetime.

As she walked away from the the Diamond clan camp, she never felt less alive.

Ok,I raise you this.

Pla Zoroark au but a little bit…different.

Protag is Rowan’s assistant from dppt,not the protagonist.

In the process of sending them to hisui,Arceus made an oopsie and accidentally erases the assistant’s conscience.

So they make some kind of ai like being to inhabit their body-which is intact-and complete the quest without issue.

Except Arceus made another oopsie,because the assistant’s conscience isn’t erased,it’s misplaced.

Due to this,the assistants conscience basically put them in a limbo,where they never actually died but don’t have a body to call their own.in which case,they turn into a zorua like wanderer,looking for the one that has their body.

Meanwhile,the pla protag starts reaching the alabaster icelands…where they meet a zoroark like figure that is intent on getting their body back.

I was scrolling through my feed and I distinctly noticed every post was a banger. Awesome stuff on every post.

I was scrolling through my liked posts. Mystery solved.

Saw this meme, and it felt so fitting for them (might need to click for better quality)

Hello ! Mimi here ! It's the first time I post something ! So exiting !

Anyway, because The Legend of Zelda is my life, let me introduce you to my AU : Trial of the Godesses !!! (The name is temporary ^^)

Ask me anything about it, I'll be happy to answer and/or doing some requests (even if I'm really slow and not really experienced...)

See you soon !!!

reblog and put in the tags the real reason you joined tumblr no matter how horrible or embarrassing it is

I love roleswap AUs. Here's some ideas.

Demise as...

Ganondorf: power incarnate. Crush the peace and sanctity of Hyrule with overwhelming force.

Link: flamboyant and slippery. Pops up where he's least expected, and makes a show out of the chaos.

Zelda: crafty and unseen. Beloved ruler by day, evil enchantress by night. Destabilize Hyrule with illness of body and mind.

Hylia as...

Ganondorf: the unstoppable force. Identifies the Goddess's magics early. Attacks with her magic offensively.

Link: the vine that sunders. Integrate with the enemy and take it out from within.

Zelda: the unmovable object. Stalemate the enemy until the opportune moment.

These are primarily inspired by their botw/totk incarnations.

Imagine a legend of Zelda au where Demises hatred/reincarnation/soul doesn’t just stick with Ganon, but rotates between all three of them through the generations. And when Demises hatred is in Zelda, Hylias reincarnation/soul has to go to Link or Ganon

OR

Both Demises soul/hatred and Hylias Soul rotate between Ganon, Link, and Zelda every generation, the souls being bare souls not having a “favorite”

I love the idea of a corrupt Queen Zelda.

I also love the idea of a Link fallen to corruption. And between the three of them, I think Demises hatred would have to force it more. Link is usually so kind hearted and self sacrificing. It would have to twist his usual nature into something more “the road to hell is paved in good intentions”

Although that’s if you want to be more canonical with his personality. I love the idea of a cocky shit head Link. Like “Excuse me Princess!” Link but make him a snarky smirking cartoon physics villain. Link but chaotic neutral to evil.

Okay now Imagine Demise Link trying to woo Hylia Zelda