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The treehouse was just as Link left it.
Yet, this home didn’t belong to him—not to the fairyless boy who lived each day with his head in the clouds.
Destiny had transformed him into a demon slayer, perpetually trapped in a child’s body. No amount of steeping in nostalgic memories would reclaim the innocence he lost far too quickly.
The flow of time truly was cruel.
But, Zelda had given him a chance to build a new future. He couldn’t linger in the past.
Link smiled at his childhood home one last time before leaving it behind for good.