Prologue

This is but one of the legends of which the people speak…

Long ago, there existed a kingdom which prospered under a golden power. The sun shone brightly upon the land, and in it's light, the people and the land prospered. This peace, however came to an abrupt end. Drunk on the prospect of obtaining the golden power for himself, a man, claiming to be a god, warped the heart of a denizen of the parallel twilight realm and drove him to bathe the land of light in perpetual twilight. The twisted twili usurped the throne of the twilight realm, and utilized the power granted to him by his god to seal away the light spirits, the realm of light's guardians. Without their light, twisted creatures from the realm of twilight were allowed to roam the once peaceful land of light.

When all hope seemed lost, and the light kingdom's final hour was at hand, a boy garbed in green suddenly appeared. Armed with the blade of evil's bane, he brought light back to the kingdom. He traversed the land of twilight and conquered the usurper king. He then confronted the usurper king's god, and, by the power of the blade he wielded, struck him down.

Many moons passed since the demise of the king of evil. The kingdom, once again enjoying an era of peace, retold the legend of the Hero of Twilight to its descendants.

But then, darkness began to befall the kingdom once more. A dark wizard dressed in purple garments descended upon the land seeking the soul of the false god and the power that he possessed. Commanding his knight, a warrior of fire and the blood of a dragon, they laid waste to the land. Armed with evil magic, the dark wizard cursed the light spirits. With the guardians of the land unable to stop him, the dark wizard utilized his magic to infect animals, turning them into soulless and dark creatures. Terrorized by the wizard and his soulless army, the people hoped for the return of the hero of legend. When he did not appear, the people prayed to the gods for guidance. The gods, taking pity on their people, gave them the power to manifest their soul. Armed with this gift from the gods, the people attempted to fight back. However, this gift came too late. Even though the people were able to destroy some of the soulless creatures, the dark wizard and his knight proved to be too powerful, and they slaughtered the kingdom's army. With his victory almost in hand, the dark wizard had begun a ritual that would revive the false god. Unable to stop him, the people had no choice but to make a final plea to the gods.

No one knows what became of that kingdom…

For many, the memory of the kingdom of light vanished into the endless flow of time. However, in a certain village, it became customary to garb boys in green when they came of age. Garbed in the green of the forest, they take up their swords and aspire to reach levels of great courage and heroism. It is in that same village, where the legend begins anew…

The Legend of Zelda: Aura of Light