The saviour, the hero and the chosen one is all across the land like a valley of whispers through the wind. He has a purpose and destiny to fullfill time and time again. What purpose do I have? What am I aimed to do with my life?

Although I am just a shadow of the hero I feel so empty...lost...confused...

Those years ago I thought my goal was to let the hero's blood flow through my hands that fateful day as foretold by my creator. No mercy until the dirty deed was done. When we clashed like raging thunder through for what seemed like decades until that moment I failed...fumbling in my own blood.
As I laid I clenched my eyes expecting and waiting for the final blow. But...it didn't come. Instead I heard the sound of a sheathing blade and footsteps as the hero walked away.

Why was I spared? Is this some form of torture to let me suffer this life of no feelings or purpose?

To this day I wander the lands of endless sorrow. One day to finally find my place or at least some peace...

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A random fanart piece of one of Zelda's most well known characters, Shadow Link. I always had a hidden feeling Shadow Link was never truly evil at heart. More or less a confused doppleganger of the original. The only reason he was brought around was because he was just another pawn in Ganondorf's creation. He only knew how to fight and that is all he knew.

Here I portrayed him as a dark version using the wolf form that Link uses from Twilight Princess. He's just a wandering confused shadow in Hyrule trying to find a reason to his existance now.

This was all drawn using this song as inspiration: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-PFGTFjXDdk

art © me
character © Nintendo