Mistake

His pain filled foot kicked a small stone sending it flying across the fog. It was mornings like these he dreaded the most. Only with a thin layer of clothing to protect him from the harsh cold, he shuddered. The fog was relentless; it covered every small flaw in the road ahead.

He stopped.

In front of him laid a path to freedom where he could possibly find freedom. Behind him was his prison, a dark castle, a cage. He turned to the castle and stopped. Surely if he left, they would find him, drag him back, beat him for his "rebellion" and they'd continue their lives, but he would be stuck within the shadows.
He envied his life.

He envied the goddess who significantly led him to his fate; she led him to believe he could be something when in truth: he was nothing. He turned back to the fog covered path.
His life was meaningless. He was just there for the demons' amusement. It was fun to watch someone struggle and writhe for life wasn't it?  But he wouldn't know.
Haunted truths with merciless thoughts weaved in his mind, how confusing this life was for him.

To think a while ago, he was running, him and Fi slashing enemies with a single blow, now look at him. Being forced to bow to his enemy, having numerous occasions of taunting and pain inflicted on him.

It was always the same of course.
A while ago, he was chasing his dreams, now he was living his nightmares. He was reaching the stars, now he was in the pit of hell.

He usually thought back to his previous life. How luxurious he had it, yet he wanted more because he was greedy, selfish, and human. Now, he would give anything to have Groose bully him, to have everyone rejoicing about test scores while he was stuck underneath. He would give anything to have to dive off of platforms and allow the wind to sweep past his face, and he always knew, his loftwing would be there to catch him. Most of the time that is.

To think, it was him against the world and who would've thought he could've lost?  Groose wanted to help, but no, Impa wouldn't allow it. After all, Link was the chosen one, he had the power to vanquish evil and bring light to the land. Hah. What a joke.

"Oh youth guided by the servant of the goddess," Meaning, Link and Fi. "Unite earth and sky, and bring light to the land." Kill Demise, show the people the surface is safe. "Oh youth show the two whirling sails the way to the light tower…" Fix the sails and follow the blue light into the thunderhead. "And before you a path shall open and a heavenly song you shall hear." And that's where you'd learn those songs.

Why did the goddess have to make it so hard if all the "great hero" was going to do is fail? What was she thinking? What did he ever do to the goddess?

What did he ever do to Zelda? She used him. She said it herself.

He was used to fail, of course Zelda was the innocent one, of course she could hide in a crystal while Impa protected her, and who would protect him? No one.

He was still a boy when his mission started, one of only 16. And it was him against the world. Everyone else didn't care, no one helped him, and even Scrapper only did it for Fi! He was just a mistake! If all these bad things were going to happen, why did his mother give birth to him? Why did she and his father die protecting him? Why was he alone from the start?

He didn't realize the tears were falling until his fingers brushed his cheek. He hated mornings like these, the foggy ones, the ones that you could almost see your hope floating away with it. You could see your dreams leaving you, your wishes, your desires, and even, your freedom.

Turning back to the castle again, the human walked back to his prison. He no longer held any other title but human or mistake. Why should he even have a name? No one would care anyway.