["𝙽𝚘𝚝 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚝." -𝙹.𝚁.𝚁 𝚃𝚘𝚕𝚔𝚒𝚎𝚗]

(Breath of the Wild Main Theme)

Of course everything had to go wrong. My arm is bleeding like hell, my sword cracked, my shield is barley holding together, and worst of all: I was fighting three Moblin's with a broken arm, sword, and almost broken shield.

The blue Moblin swipes at me with it's long bat, but I dodge quickly. I don't know how long I'm able to keep this up. The purple Moblin throws a rock at me and it hits my foot. An amazing amount of pain hits me and I stumble backwards before falling on my butt. I look around and stand quickly. At the most I could only stand for five minutes more before I completely collapse. My breathing is already heavy, my foot hurts like hell, my arm is bleeding, my sword's done for, my shield's barely holding up, and everything was slightly spinning.

I stumbled around like an idiot for a moment before turning around and making a run for it. I stumbled as I ran through the dark forest. I tripped on a root and fell. My hands fly in front of me as everything becomes more blurry. My face slammed onto another root and my hands are bruised. I attempt to stand up, but I immideatly fall.

The Moblin's are looming over me in a circle and glare at me. Each of their eyes had no sign of pity, but hatred instead. I gulp and inhale.

'U:Um, Would you guys please spare me?' I ask and laugh for my heart's ease: 'P:Please? I won't bother you guys again.'

They stare at me in confusion before looking at each other then back at me. I rub the back of my neck and sigh.

'What am I doing? Of course you don't understand me...' I mumble and shake my head: 'Go ahead and kill me. I'm just a poor sight, aren't I?'

I inhale as I hold my arms over my head and squint my eyes closed, waiting for the Moblins to swing at me with their bats, but it never comes. As I slowly lower my hands, I open an eye a slit. The Moblin's slowly back away from me before running off. At first I'm confused. I mean, why would they just run off. I was good as dead if they hadn't ran off.

I turn around and see a boy with blond-brown hair and blue eyes. His sword was pulled out and he stood over a Moblin which was on the floor. Did he do that?

I struggle to stand up, but do and inhale.

'Th-thank you.' I manage to say before everything starts spinning. I had pushed myself past my limit. Without thinking, I slap my cheeks to keep myself awake, but that just makes everything spin faster. I fall to the ground with a hard 'thud' and everything becomes black.