Such a nice day it is up here in the mountains. The calm and constant breeze keeps Darilan stimulated and alert. Here the air is thinner and therefore prevents exerting activity, making the only option to be relaxed.

Darilan has a book of blank paper that he scribbles. He is undistracted by the wind rustling the pages. In the midst of his writing the gears in his head are turning. In the world he is in, he can formulate anything. He can choose to make his world follow the rules of this world or not. In his own mind, he is a god. That is something he privately admires. On the outside, he would never want to be a god, but here, he is and always will be.

What if he could merge the worlds together in his writing? He could create a being and have him live a supposed life inside Hyrule. Who could he make? He figures someone his total opposite: an underling living as a thief and trying to make his place in Hyrule. Something like that, he could do.

azador was walking up the mountain, he saw someone on the edges, he hides him self behind a rock, and looks carefully. He sees a great and mighty scholar. Azador thinks in him self: one day i will be just like him, maybe

Darilan looks up and squints into the wind. The pencil he is holding begins to move across the paper. He is coming up with a character now, a good one. It is a person who is quite the opposite of himself. The decision to do so is not one Darilan made consciously, rather, it is his inner interest of the outside.

His notes start telling a story. The man's name is Grenthrist Forsk. He lives down in Saria Town and... that's it. It seems pointless to reveal the character's past; he wouldn't tell it himself, because he is too busy killing people and making money.