There they stood, defiant of the Dark. Defiant of the True Lord. His Graveness cocked a smirk, despite having no true face. They were trembling.

"It seems the words ring true," he began, standing from his Throne. His smirk grew. "Even heroes know when to be scared."

Bölverkr. A name wreathed in blood, bone and the wails of the innocent. A name wreathed in fire, tears and corpses aplenty. A name forged by The Ebon Trial. A name...forgotten by time.

And now, it is time for this great name, and it's bearer, to rise again.

EDIT: Co-written with Rezas, give him some love, folks!

EDIT: Just noticed I forgot to add a few very important tags, like gore and such. Fuck, am I going senile early?

Displaced story, fair warning.

I do NOT own the coverart. All rights and props for it go to the artist, not me.

Inspired by the story, Casts a Shadow, as well as the tale of Ganondorf.