#zeldathesacredrealm

[zelda-the-sacred-realm]

"I wanted to be kind... but the world made me who I am."

Here is my new artwork dedicated to Time!

The piece represents the change, from a kind child who wanted to live a peaceful life, to a cold and detached man that doesn't let anyone get close

Young Time is in fact illuminated by Navi's light which represents his bonds and his friendship, while Time appears in the dark, alone and with his eye corrupted by anger and resentment

The phrase "the world made me who I am" refers to his backstory and his death, which were the main triggers for his change, even if it started with his adventures and it grew with the death of Twilight

Hope you like it! 💖

I'm adding this video cause yeah I love it 😭

[trippygalaxy]

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SO I ANGST THESE FUCKS!!!

Markus handing off his grandson to the mighty, legendary spirits!

@zelda-the-sacred-realm

[links-crosses-multiverse]

WIP Drawing

This is only the outline... That already took me 3h 41min.

Out of all the Link's my Favorit is Twilight.

So I thought why Not Draw my Twilight with 9 other Twilight's in my Style.

@linkbetweenlinksau

@linkeduniverse

@ladye-zelda

@recalled11

@linked-maze

@zelda-the-sacred-realm

@linkedspirit-fanartfunart

@houseofheroesau

@limited-hero

They are also the ones who inspired me with their comics that I also want to do a comic.

Please leave them a follow.

Finished Art

[xxbuttercup]

My entry for @zelda-the-sacred-realm 's contest

I drew their version of Link gonna on an adventure to find the perfect spot to rest

[mooutchi]

Im finally able to draw correctly !!! So obviously the first thing i did was making a fanart of @zelda-the-sacred-realm ((i hope you dont mind the tag!!)) original Link , i love him very much♡♡

Close up and others vers under the cut :3

[majorproblems77]

Sacred Realm updated which means im actually so excited to be making this omg

Hi there Sacred Realm fans! :D

It is I, the one who makes the analysis posts on various comics on the internet. (With permission course) Because I love doing them and they bring me joy.

If you are unaware of what Sacred Realm is, it's a Legend of Zelda AU about a new Link who gets a little medallion that makes him a badass, also it can hold the spirits of heroes from across the realms (Including my fave boy ever okay)

Before I begin, I'll get the important stuff done, This is done with permission from @zelda-the-sacred-realm, and all art from the comics belongs to the comic artist. Please do me a favour and go and check it out because it's a wonderful comic and extremely well-drawn and written.

Now, grab some popcorn, and a drink and please enjoy me rambling about a comic that I enjoy so much. :D

Lets begin!

First, some sass

Damn, possessed Link got a mouth on him. Low key I love him, he looks like he could go for round two like right now. Wouldn't be surprised if he went for the hero of time next.

My eyebrows shot up at this.

Time KNOW's

let me repeat that

TIME KNOWS. HE KNOWS WHATEVER IS IN THE MEDALLION CAUSING THIS.

(More on this later)

He knows he knows he knows he knows he knows

I can hear the mocking voice of Link while he is saying this. Time has experience with this particular entity before.

Okay, so here is when it gets interesting.

Possessed Link or this entity I suppose, referring to Time and in turn Hylians as 'Your Race' Tells me a couple of things.

This thing in the medallion isn't a Hylian spirit. So as much and as fun as a dark link theory is, I dont think it could be.

Time arguing that we're not perfect, again referring to Hylians sounds very much like an "I'm speaking with a god speech"

I present my theory on what is in the medallion.

An extra spirit, a god of some description, from the spirit realm. Out to get revenge on Hylians.

Time has been to the spirit realm, in his games. (I am under the assumption that those still occur in this canon please do correct me if I'm wrong here.)

I'm convinced that this thing in the medallion is a deity of some kind because of the eye colour. I can't get over it.

This style of blue, with no pupils.

We've seen it before.

On Hylia.

From Chapter 2 fate PT2

And here is the first time we see it on Link for comparison, With Sky's alongside him for comparison for what Hylian eyes look like.

From Chapter 2 Fate PT3

The colour isn't exact so it can't be Hylia herself I dont think, but, i believe that there is a spirit trying to escape the sacred realm and is using Link to do it.

Okay, enough of my conspiracy theories moving on!

Link you gotta wake up!

Sky thinks so, I love the coloured speech bubble, what a good idea.

OH BOY I LOVE THESE PANELS

You know those scenes in video games when you're fighting off something that's trying to possess you and you have that ominous-sounding echo that seems to reverberate through your head. But is also muffled at the same time?

(If I find a game example I'll link it)

This. Put that noise you think off over this.

KICK ITS BUTT LINK GET IT, GET BACK IN HERE.

These five panels tell so much when it comes to how much effort Link has to go through to fight off the medallion possession. I wonder if its going to be easier or harder for him to fight it off as he gains spirits in the medallion.

You can really feel his struggle and I just love it. The visual storytelling is incredible in this comic and I will fan girl about it all day because I just love it so much

I'm thinking he says this to gauge just how bad this possession is. time seems like the guy who would, especially as he already seems to know what this is.

I wonder if he really is the hero of realms?

Yes, Time. Yes, he is.

The face he dosent remember any time he's possessed by the medallion is a little worrying.

Makes me think that could be used later.

Like, Link dosent remember fighting this ice comet now. What if he fights an enemy while possessed, breaks the possession then has to relearn how to defeat it because as possessed link he's not gained any information.

Man Link is a cinnamon roll sometimes and I love him dearly okay.

Alrighty, thats me finished with my rambling. Thank you so much for sticking with me through this! And thanks again to @zelda-the-sacred-realm for the permission to do these i really appreciate it.

Please please go and check out the rest of the comic if you haven't it's amazing :D

Thats me finished for this chapter, so I'll be headed out!

Hope you have a wonderful day! :D

[dragonknightcal]

Some Sacred Realm Incorrect Quotes to congratulate @trippygalaxy on 300 followers, so let's go!

SR Incorrect Quotes, sourced from my family <3

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Time: If she doesn't like you, then you're the problem.

Sky: You can't say that!

Time: Why not? It's probably true.

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*after defeating a monster*

Wind: YEAH! I TOLD YOU I'D BE THE WORST!

Twilight: Kid, I think you mean best?

Wind: *not unenthused at all* YES! I MEANT THAT!

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Wild: Look, Link. It's not about the glory. It's not about fame. It's not even about saving the world. It's all about the pottery we smash along the way. *hands him a pot*

Sky: NO-

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Wild: What are you eating?

Link: My regrets.

Worlds: Your regrets look a lot like pasta, if I'm being honest.

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Time: Ok, I'll admit it. That was a little clever.

Wind: YAY IM A LITTLE CLEVER!

Sky: Wind, that's not what he meant. You're very clever.

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SR belongs to @zelda-the-sacred-realm, go check it out if you haven't yet!

[16mistypaw]

My second submission for @zelda-the-sacred-realm challenge!

This time it's artwork that goes along with the story I submitted earlier

Decided to try my hand at digital art. The original was done traditionally with pencil/paper, and is included under the read more.

[yourlocaltreesimp]

A piece of home

more SR!Link content. Based on the drawing from @trippygalaxy

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

Admittedly, Link was swooning. It was a poorly kept secret that anyone with a pair of eyes could see, even those who’d long since passed. All save for you. He’d look at you like you were the only good thing to grace this earth and wrote about you like the poets write of the sun. You gave him life, nourished him and brought him out of dark days. And even then, just as the sun’s light reflects off the moon to help travelers, you guide him through his dark days. He’d grown quite used to showering you with his small affections, knowing you had no idea there was more behind each intertwined finger. He’d grown used to your look of awe when he presented you with a gift, and the exact words you’d say when he completed a small favour for you. The hems of your clothes stitched and embroidered, your weapons sharpened and polished, restocking on medical supplies, the list went on. He’d grown so used to you —your habits— that he knew you better than most people knew their own spouses. But you subverted his expectations, by even taking this trip with him but you kept on doing it.

Earlier, while you were in battle, the chain holding on your cherished ring snapped. You were utterly heartbroken when you couldn’t find it amidst the bloody mud. With some dinner, extra blankets and gentle comforting, you managed to sleep. And so, he stood, rolled up his sleeves, and proceeded to spend the guts of two hours searching for the ring. It was muddy of course, the dirt caked into the grooves of the ring, covering its lustrous shine. But with a cleverly disguised trio to the jeweller to get a new, stronger chain and enough time polishing, the ring was in pristine condition. He made his way back to your small camp with a warmth in his heart that he’d long since decided was for you and you only.

“Hey Link- You look worn, are you alright?” Your eyebrows furrowed slightly in concern, lips pursing.

“I’m alright, Just a little tired, that’s all.” Of course he was tired, he’d spent hours on his hands and knees searching for a ring embedded in mud, ran around looking for a new chain and polished the two of them.

“Don’t worry, I've got some dinner cooking, you can go take a nap and I'll get you when it’s ready” Goddess high above, this is why he loved you. This is why he endured endless teasing by his predecessors. You were endlessly considerate and gentle in a world that felt so unfamiliar. He’d grown up in Hyrule all his life and yet it feels so foreign. He feels bad that you followed him headfirst into destiny, but the warmth of something he knows beats out any guilt.

“Actually, I have something for you” He could hardly contain the smile from working its way into his face.

“Oh?” He presented you with a tiny box, the ring perfectly polished and illuminated by the fire, looped through a sturdy chain of matching metal. You were left without words, cradling the gift as if he’d handed you a star out of the sky. “How did you?-“

“I went back to look for it” He knew what it meant to you, the small sliver of home you carried with you, and he knew what he meant to lose it. Your eyes were lined with silver tears, arms wrapping around his torso tightly. You pulled back and pressed a soft kiss to his forehead, long and yearning. He thought he knew you well enough to guess your reaction, but you were throwing his heart for a loop. You touched your forehead to his and looked bashfully through your lashes. “Thank you, Link”

And suddenly, he was nowhere near as tired

[magpie-sherlock]

DOES ANYONE HAVE ANY SACRED REALM REQUESTS

if so go send an ask to @trippygalaxy :D

[zelda-the-sacred-realm]

Thanks so much for the tag, I had so much fun drawing this!

For this challenge I chose my Time(for obvious reason, I love him), Shadow the hedgehog who has been one of my comfort characters for many years, and finally ProtoMan exe, from Megaman NT Warrior, one of my favorite anime from childhood and which I really drew a lot of!

I found this challenge on Twitter and thought that someone should share this.

@marionette-j2x @mimiadraws @shadale-s-safe-space @mrs-ittoki @omy-chan01 @cyndavilachase @discount-supervillain @zelda-the-sacred-realm @skyblob @catboymoments @cathchicken @turquoisespace35 @taffybuns @alphynix @cutetanuki-chan @strawbbz

[trippygalaxy]

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COMIC?! FROM ME? Surprise i know /lh

I wanted to redo an old comic of Sr! Link having a nightmare about his grandpa! Im pretty happy with how it came out and even happier that it didn’t take me forever akshkabsjs

@zelda-the-sacred-realm I hope you like :D

EDIT: accidentally added the wrong first page! Oops

[links-crosses-multiverse]

Out of all the Link's my Favorit is Twilight.

So I thought why Not Draw my Twilight with 9 other Twilight's in my Style.

Time: 12h 15min

App: ibispaint X

@linked-maze

@recalled11

@ladye-zelda

@linkeduniverse

@linkbetweenlinksau

@zelda-the-sacred-realm

@linkedspirit-fanartfunart

@houseofheroesau

@limited-hero

They are also the ones who inspired me with their comics that I also want to do a comic.

Again thc you for inspiring me to my make my own Comic.

Proof

[majorproblems77]

Sacred realm competition entry!

Hello!

This is my participation in the @zelda-the-sacred-realm's writing and art competition, for the theme Adventure. I love this comic so much and I love the characters. I've tried my best to characterise them based on the information we have.

We are sending our friend Link on an adventure today, and I hope you have as much fun reading it as I did writing it. (To be honest, i really enjoyed making this and ill probably continue it in the future.)

And a thank you to the creator, for giving us the opportunity to create stuff like this. This was so much fun, and I'm looking forward to seeing what everyone else has come up with as well.

It will be Cross-posted to my A03 account (And my writing account)- As soon as I figure out how to tag it so it's findable

For now, I introduce

You're a hero too, a sacred realm short story

- 1705 words

“It’ll be an adventure!”

He was already on enough of an adventure thank you very much. According to Wind, they had come across a Temple entrance of some kind, and The young spirit seemed eager to explore its depths

“Uhh Sky?” Link asked softly. Standing behind the spirit as the sky hero walked ahead of the group.

“Look over there. You see that.” Wind bounced on the balls of his feet and pointed to his right towards a large-looking tunnel. Engravings curved around the wall.  “Theres a tunnel here. And where you find engravings like this. There's often a temple not far behind. With puzzles!”

“A puzzle?” Link asked. “Like from the stories?”

“Yeah!” Wind smiled, his eyes searching the wall. “Guaranteed there’s a puzzle in there.”

“Gods and spirits often leave things for heroes to find later. I got these from a temple!” Sky turned his head to show his earrings. The light of the hero's spirit shone across them as Link looked closer at them. “Originally these were fireproof earrings for my adventures through a volcano.”

“You think I’ll get anything like that?” Link looked back to the forest behind them as they entered the tunnel.

“Well, you are a hero.” Sky smiled. Placing a hand to Link’s back. Turning his head to look at him. “So I would think so!”

Link smiled softly, as Wind ran ahead. Ushering him forward. “Come on!”

Wind lead the way into the tunnel as the group entered the darkness. “Is it very long? Do I need a torch?” The realm’s hero asked, wringing his hands nervously as he continued to follow the group.

The tunnel opened out to large pit in the middle of the room. Decorated in red and blue torches the top of the walls had runes across it. Sunlight filtered through the ceiling, as the three separated. Time walked to one of the walls, investigating it. While, Link walked to the large pit which sat central in the room.

“Uhh… What do I do?” Link turned back to Sky, who had paused between the two. Looking to the ceiling above the hole, then down at it. He moved across the room to stand besides Link. Sky looked around the room. Eyes pausing on time for a moment. A hand raised to his chin.  “Well. If I had to guess…”

“Hang on.” Sky paused. Looking to Time who had a hand raised. Then to Link. “I think he should figure it out.”

“Why?” Wind raised an eyebrow. Crossing his arms. “We are here for a reason. Surely we should be helping him when we can.”

“And if there's another spirit barrier?” Time said, stopping the hero of the wind’s in his tracks. He pointed a finger towards the hero of the Sky. “You were out of action for a week by hopping into the fight.”

“Hoping into the fight was the right thing to do.” Sky shot back quickly. His voice not accusatory for the moment, but a hint of annoyance on the tip of his tongue.

“I had it handled.”

“Did you?” A pause. “Or did that thing inside the medallion have to save you.” Sky pointed to the item on Link’s chest. Eyes fixed on Time.

Link’s eyes widened at that. The spirit, which he’d nicknamed amulet, was still a mystery to him. Every time it entered the fray he felt helpless. Like a prisoner in his own body. He took a step back and lowered his head. Biting his lower lip as he looked down at the item in question. Placing a hand under it so he could look at it again. The lights of the hero’s spirits shining bright across the surface. Twilight, Wild and Worlds light’s shining dimly.

 The medallion was a warning and a burden, its golden surface a cruel reminder that he still had a lot to learn.

“uhh, guys.” Wind walked over to Link while the others locked eyes with each other. The tension cut with a knife. “Maybe you should wait…”

“Link.” Sky’s voice was immediately laced with guilt as he heard the spirit move around him. His eyes searched the walls below him and they met a small platform. About five feet below him. An eyebrow raised as he turned. “I shouldn’t have…”

“Now look what you’ve done.” Time stood with his arms crossed.

“I…. I didn’t.” Sky stuttered. Looking over to the man in question. Who was leaning over the edge of the platform. Having spotted the same one he had. “Link Wait!”

Link wasn’t paying attention to the spirit beside him. His eyes fixed on a platform below him as he moved around the pit slightly. Placing a foot right on the edge of the pit he took a breath.

Here goes nothing….

Link jumped onto the platform below him, and felt the feeling of shifting through a barrier. Another spirit barrier. The others wouldn’t be coming with him.

“Link!”  Sky’s voice above him he didn’t look up. “Link! Wait!” Slowly walking over to the edge of the ledge he was on allowed him to. He could do this. He could do this. He could…

Oh…. There was no platform there. There was no platform there! Nonnonononono.

He looked upward. Trying to see if he could jump back out. Taking a step back, The feeling of a plate pushing down startled him. He looked to his foot and spotted a pressure plate.

Oh no…

 The walls began to rumble and shake. The platform began moving. The sound of stone grinding as the platform began to retract into the wall from which it came.

“Oh nononono,” he slid backwards and scrambled to the wall. “Nononono, please stop please stop please stop.”

“Link! Link! To your Right!” Wind’s voice sounded over the noise. He looked up rapidly to see the hero of Sky pointing, “Down! And to your right!”

He looked right and saw another platform springing from the wall. A little lower. Panic rising he looked up to see Sky and Wind pointing to it. “That one! THAT ONE!” The spirits voice sounded worried. He appeared to be leaning down but recoiled as blue flames licked at his fingers.

He nodded, standing up on shaky feet he jumped down another five feet.

Another plate. Another shifting platform. As he jumped lower and lower.

The further we went the braver he became.

It was just jumping down a few stairs he’s fine. Well more than a few, but as sky said. He was a hero, right? He should be able to do this in his sleep.

Finally, he made it to the floor. Looking up from his spot he could still see the yellow glow of Sky and Time above him.

“Link! Are you okay?!” The sky hero’s voice echoed down the tunnel as the last of the platforms disappeared into the wall.

“Yes!” Hands to his knees he took a few deep breaths before straightening up. Looking around the walls were a deep grey, illuminated by the faint glow of lanterns dotted across the wall. The ground shifted around his feet, the sand falling away as he made his way around. Placing a hand to the wall he walked the pit’s perimeter to find a switch. But found nothing.

“There’s nothing down here!” He shouted up towards Sky who disappeared past the lip before returning. “I can't find a way up!” Looking across the walls they were decorated with random poles and circular patterns. He felt fear grip him.

Trapped. He was trapped.

“We can't get down to you from here!” Wind’s voice shouted down. “Think you can disable the spirit barrier somehow?!”

“I don’t think so!” He tried to keep his voice steady. Don’t want to panic Sky. “I’ll keep looking.”

“What do you see?!” Time also leaned his head over the pit, his face as stoic as ever.

“Just a bunch of Sand…” He looked to the floor and crouched. Brushing at the floor. More sand met him. The way it shifted made him pause. It didn’t seem all that deep. And there was an indentation buffed in the ground.

A door? A way out? Deeper into the ground. Great.

He began to dig around the edges of the square indented in the floor. If he just kept digging. And digging. And digging. Hoping He might find a way out of this mess.

His fingers brushed a latch as his digging became more frantic.

He revealed a door, and his eyes widened. “Guys! Guys, I found a door!”

His fingers latched the handle and pulled, opening a pit of darkness. The sound of sand falling into it filled his ears as the ground around him shifted. Looking into the darkness he could just about make out the floor below him. He’d have to jump into the pit, which would close the hatch…

A One-way drop.

“Sky! You guys better get back in the medallion!”

“What did you find?!” The Skyloftians's voice sounded. The outline of shining light filtered down towards him. A hand raised to his forehead as he squinted his eyes. “Are you okay?!”

“There’s a hatch in the floor!” Looking more closely he spotted carvings dotted across the wall.  “I think. I think Wind was right! I think it’s a temple!”

“Well, what are we waiting for?! Let's go!” Wind’s voice echoed around him as swirling wind shifted around him and light burst back into the medallion. His spirit shone as bright as ever along side the others.

The swirling sounds of fire and lightning echoing through the air rang in his ears as the spirits flew down the tunnel and nestled inside the medallion.

He wouldn’t be alone, he just had to remember that.

The door above him loomed red and blue dancing across the wall. He raised a hand to the surface and pushed. The door creaking forward darkness met him as he reached to his right. Looking between a red torch and a blue torch before grabbing the red torch, and holding it close to his chest as he took a deep breath. Walking into the darkness. One thought echoed through his mind.

Time for an adventure.

[16mistypaw]

My submission for @zelda-the-sacred-realm challenge!

I am also working on a drawing companion piece for this, so expect to see that soon as well

[yourlocaltreesimp]

For the lovely @trippygalaxy for getting me into the sacred realm comic. Took me forever to pull some ideas, and now i have this. I hope you lot enjoy!

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*

Stories of the soul

It was often that Link was enamoured with the stories of the old heroes. Sure, when he was little he’d always sat with bated breath, listening to the theatre that would visit the village as a rest stop tell the hero’s story each year, but now that he knows those heroes, it’s a different story. It’s sweet to hear Sky’s story and know how fitting it was, and how heartbreaking it was to find out just how much his mentor had sacrificed. It was humorous to hear Time’s mistakes and fear of cuccos, but intriguing to learn why the grump was so grumpy. Interesting to look back on those stories in a new light.

The village he’d stopped in while traveling was bustling, people hanging floral arrangements and garlands being hung. It’d been a while since he’d seen a festival, or acknowledged one since he began to travel. What harm could a small break do? He wandered aimlessly around the small hamlet, scanning stalls and chatting with the locals. But eventually he tired of the loud noises, and searched for respite. Not wishing to retire to the Inn, He layed his stuff out in one of the overgrown fields surrounding the village. The grass was soft as he let himself rest, the wind carrying the pollen from the wildflowers and the voice of someone speaking in the field. He propped himself up to see you on the other side of the field, book in one hand, gesturing wildly with the other. As quietly as his clumsy feet could allow, he snuck across the thick grasses and sat in a patch of tall grass.

He’s not sure how long he sat watching, entranced in your voice as you recounted the hero of the sky’s story with such melodrama that he was hooked. The way your voice curled around each word and eyes dashed over the summer used tale, reciting large portions of it from total memory. He could not fight the smile that stretched his face as you recounted his duels with girahim, your voice changing to mimic each insult he said. Your eyes flicked to the page but paused, meeting his own through the thick grass. His heart couldn’t decide if it should run away or run to you. His cheeks were warm as your lips quirked up in the corners and you continued on in confidence, now performing with him as your audience. You’d truly bewitched him. He’d sat until the sun dipped below the horizon on the stars poked through the sky, and yet his eyes remained trained on your fluid movements and he could not focus on anything besides your voice. But then you stopped after describing a duel in which the Hero had narrowly escaped alive, much less gained victory. He stood, despite his fear relating to people.

“Well? What happened next?” He’s sure that whatever look he had right now did not exude power and confidence, but his focus was on hearing your voice and soaking in your presence. Your grin was tight and you looked him up and down, he felt the blood rush to his cheeks.

“I’m performing tomorrow” You looked at him coyly through your lashes, swinging a bag over your shoulder. “You should come. If you’re lucky we could get a few drinks after” He was rendered entirely speechless as you turned and left. He made no move to stop you nor any move to tell you he’d be going. You knew he was going to show up, regardless of whether he told you.