She protected the balance of the Ancient Power since the dawn of Time, never interfering with the fickle work of the Golden Sisters. She had her duties, and was to never neglect them. She slipped away in the name of hope, and suffered the wrath of the Gods to face eternal confinement. Love festered in her heart, and a moment of weakness lead to a torrent of bloodshed at her hand.

I wither all lives that I meet. I loved my parents; dead. I loved Zelda; missing. My only sibling I have detests the fact that I draw breath, and the few friends that I have know nothing of my true identity. I mask myself into everyday society, begging that my superiors don't come to terms with who I actually am. When I am found, I'll die before making up for ruining so many lives.

She pledged herself to her Sisters and the red earth of Din, swore to protect them no matter what the fickle mistress of fate forced upon them. But then her King lost himself to greed and ambition, forcing her Sisters to follow. Ciren of the Gerudo was the only one left without corruption in her heart, prepared to battle all odds to save her Sisters; no matter where she went.

She was excited for a Carnival that did not exist, dancing through the streets of an illusion. The remnants of an unknown demonic spirit, a monster who had caused havoc among Hyrule in a forgotten time, had made it into the Era of Peace and attacked Hyrule's Princess; forcing her to endure a painless sanctuary that were mere images in her mind. Can one act of hope dare to free her?

*Old Story; Do Not Read* Many years have passed since the eradication of the Demon Tribe's largest icons, and the land of Hyrule has grown into a Kingdom of prosperity and joy. However, darkness still lurks and our Heroes cannot put their blades down fully. With Hope here too, both Link and Chloe must aid Hyrule's darkest hour once more; their lives at stake one last time.