Brazier of Heroes
☼ Prologue ☼
It is said that hundreds of years ago, there was once Light within the kingdom of Hyrule. A sun blazed high in the sky and illuminated the land, extinguishing all darkness that came across its brilliant face and painting the world in every color imaginable. There was peace and order that staved back the chaos, and the citizens had a magnificent queen that was just and fair. For them, every day was one to look forward to.
In truth, such a tale is all that the people can cling to now, for ever since the Light was dispersed oh so long ago, there has been little to no sunlight, no peace, no kingdom, and no queen to be heard of. For three hundred years the people of Hyrule have adapted to a blackened world of despair and sorrow, doing whatever they can to generate light and allowing the memories of happier days to waste away in the darkest recesses of their minds. The denizens of the kingdom still acknowledge each other, but their unity is just as spent as their money is on fuel for their fires; flint and tinder for bonfires have become some of the most expensive resources to trade, apart from silks and food. The smallest bit of sunlight breaks the veil of shadow coveting the heavens, allowing plants and trees to get enough energy to grow, but only so much; their bark is brittle and their growth severely stunted. Still, the races of Hyrule continue to survive in spite of their bitterness and lack of faith. Against an endless eclipse, there is no hope of finding a way to lift the dark, for there is no visible enemy to overthrow nor hero to speak of.
Three hundred years ago, there had been such a foe to conquer, but the people only recall it as a legend. In a blast of brilliant light, the spirits that guarded the Light of Hyrule were extinguished in one desperate act to save the world from a tyrannical king and his Vanquisher monster, and in the process saved the world from one evil but doomed the land to an eternal imprisonment in the shadows. Such an event was called 'The Great Setting', a period of time in which the dying Light had still existed but had cast the realms in a long period of evening-glow before finally vanishing almost one-hundred years later. With the spirits gone, the people believed themselves to have been forsaken by their voiceless gods and have since then turned their backs on the ancient ways, no longer tending to the shrines and paying pilgrimage to them. Even the legendary hero, said to rise in times of great need, was never to be found in the Shadow Era of Hyrule.
At least, not in the form the legends have shown in earlier times; unbeknownst to the people, the path to redeeming the kingdom had been instrumented during The Great Setting at the behest of the goddesses, however the knowledge of such a path was lost to the ages when the hope of redemption dwindled and has since gone undiscovered for centuries. The path was believed destined to have fated beings walk it once again, and through the instrument of the gods, the first step will be made to bringing back the Light of Hyrule and rejuvenating the hearts of the people.
For even in the bleakest hour, as long as one holds hope in their heart, then all will not be doomed to darkness. The people can only attend to themselves as fate deems a most unsuspected hero worthy of carrying out the salvation of the realm.