They are in Wilds Totk Hyrule so sky islands and shit. This is how I think they would work out. This also mentions Trans! Twilight.

Abuse and other sensitive topics mentioned!

My own theory!
( This ToTK theory is LU only, I have alot more Botw/ToTK centric! )

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Backs stretched, laying down, legs dangling, way up, abouve the clouds is where the boys are currently stuck. A twisted, reincarnation of a memory Hyrule, however this one is futuristic. And they aren't alone.

"So.... Anyone got any ideas? I'm sweating bricks up here!" Legend complained, trying to get some shadow from a ruin.

"Like I said, jump and hope for water" Four said, his feet over the edge of the island looking down.

"Well, we could tie out shirts together and glide down" Time asked, rolling his sleeves up.

Noone, had a sufficient idea.

"Y'know what, fuck this shirt it's so hot!" Twilight complained, throwing his shirt off, only a badly bandaged chest, scars and tattoos on his bare stomach.

"You need to let me check that up, it's unhealthy rancher" Hyrule said

"Not the time. I'm not in the damn mood. Now, if noone thinks of anything, I'm jumping. End. Of." He seethed.

Wind and Wars shared a glance.

"Hey where's sky?" Wild asked, observing the surroundings.

"He said he went off too look for something earlier, never returned." Wars answered.

As if on cue, a certain sky-hylian sleepyhead walked around the ruins, in only and undershirt like the majority of the links

"Y'all are wimps, this is cold!" Wind said, typical sailor.

"Yeah right! You grew up on and island sailor, no shit!" Legend said

"Any luck sleepy?" Time asked, Sky said nothing, only putting down his stripped attire and sat on the edge of the skyland.

"Hey, skyboy what did you find?" Four asked him

"I knew the tribe." Is all he muttered out

"Hmm? Elaborate please" Wild asked

"The Zonai. Ring any bells?" A few links perked up.

They looked at him, confused

"Uhh. Yeah, it's a big element of my... Old Hyrule. Why?" Wild replied

"I'm related to them. I know the exact layout of every island, every hidden treasure, every guardian, every reason why these islands appeared. And I can see them. " He explained, he seemed like he had witnessed a murder

"Whaddya mean them?" Twilight asked

"The cultists." He spurred out.

This caused some racket. All the links immediately became on edge. Cultists, with them on an island, miles abouve safe land, with no way of getting down.

"Woah woah woah. Mind explaining some more please skyboy?" Legend said, sitting up.

"It wasent my fault, I swear" he moaned out. This wasent the Sky they knew.

"Sky? What wasent your fault?" Wind asked

"THE MURDERS, THE SACRIFICES!!" He shouted, catching them off guard. "I promise..." He sobbed into his hands.

They only watched his suffering.

"Sky?.... Link? Can you please give me your hand? It's all I ask." Twilight offered.

The troubled man looked at him with red, puffy eyes. Reluctantly, he outstretched his hand, and as soon as their skin brushed, he passed out. Twilight grabbed him before he could fall off and layed him under the tree.

"The fuck did you do?!" Wild asked, shocked

"Wars. Give it." He demanded. Warriors fished out a bag, chucking it to the Twilian.

He fished out a sandstone rock, chucking the bag to the side, later reclaimed by the owner. Twilight crushed the rock over Sky's head, speaking ancient hymns.

He sat back, impressed almost. The broken up sand rocks started to levitate, into what looked like a large screen. The chain sat with Twilight. Sky's eyes turned a white as memories flashed onto the high quality of the magic particles.

"That's insane!" Wind said

"It's his memories. Now we will hopefully understand why he is so... Agitated and out of it" Time exclaimed, leaning back onto a ruin. The sun set in the background as a cold air drifted down.

Although the links where too perplexed in the screen to notice the temperature change....

~~••~~

Heavy breathing, and darkness, oh and pain. The pain stabbing him in the back as he hid in a closet away from them.

"So? Where is he?" A voice echoed, the boys breathing quietened.

"Dunno boss. He's a injured kid, couldn't have gone that far." Another said.

"Hmm. How 'bout we get Maikinson out here to find 'im?" A third man said

"No need. I've found him already" the found of floorboards screaming as the man walked on them was enough to terrify the poor boy in the closet

To scare his terror, the doors swung open of the wooden contraption. He hid in a corner of the small wooden box, behind layers of clothes.

The man grasped hold of the kids ankle, the kid yelped in shock and pain of his back being dragged over the polished wood.

"Well, well, well. We've hit the jackpot" the scruffy man said, smiling.

The kids eyes widened as he let out a series of pained 'no's as he was taken away, being slung by his ankle upside down.

•••

He was shoved into a wall, blood dripping down his forehead and out his nose. He was in so much pain, it became numb.

"Please.. dad... No more...." He whined out

"Shut up kid." The 'father' abused at him.

A chink was heard as diamonds appeared. The man teleported them was odd.

"Is this the one?" He asked, his voice low

The 'father' nodded as the person walked forward.

He grabbed the boys arm, piercing his skin with his nail. Shrill screams of the boy erupted and echoed the dungeon.

This lasted for hours.

Eventually, the man, now recognisable as a demon, finished his work on his behalf of the ritual. The boy was thrown on a stone block, someone with a glowing green hand pressed if into his stomach, halting his movements.

All the men stood around. They sung in chords of hymns and songs in low tone. The marks on the boy glowed a bright green, identical to the hand.

From the perspective of the boy, you could see how the lands would form, and every footsteps taken by a soul reincarnated hero. It was torture and a Brian overload with the amount of information.

He let out such a scream, it broke his vocal cords. A demonic vow, that was for sure.

And it suddenly all stopped.

~~••~~

The sand went away into the moonlight. The Links where stunned, Wind cried a bit and they looked traumatized.

They didint speak, nor sleep, only wished of unseeing that. Poor, poor sky. Had no idea what he went through.

They all froze, some staring, some moving, some not.

All that was for sure, is nothing, nothing could match his trauma.

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Part 2?