Hey hey! Another month, another time to log a journey! We're here with number 15 of my ongoing series; Traveler's Log. This one was a little different for me. There's not allot of info on the pred i chose, not used often enough. So Yeah, i do apologize if this one feels a little rushed. Next week will be Thanksgiving so expect an extra log on that day. Hope you guys enjoy!

King Dorephan and all references belong to Nintendo

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The first thing i thought was, ‘oh thank god no headache,’. Then immediately thought, ‘oh god I have no air!’ You know that feeling when you wake up, only to find you fell asleep in your pool and sank to the bottom. I was having that feeling. Except it wasn't a feeling, it was actually happening right now to me. It was kinda dim and hard to focus, but I found myself floating underwater. As I drowned there I started to realize my curse might finally end if I die outside a stomach. Thinking this, I was actually ready. Or was. Until I found myself breathing fine. I opened my eyes and saw what happened. My head was enveloped in a bubble that was slightly bigger than my head. That, however, didn't stop me from passing out.

As I floated through darkness, I could feel something. I awoke with someone kissing me. We both jolted away from each other and I began to vomit out water. I groaned as I looked upon my kisser, possibly my rescuer. He looked about eight feet tall, but he kinda looked like a red shark person. His head was almost like an actual shark body while the rest of him was humanoid. He had some jewelry, but other than that, he was naked, the middle of his body had some white. He looked at me confused.
“You know, there's simpler ways to get here. Drowning doesn't always work out,” said the creature. I looked around, realizing that not only was my head bubble gone, but I was in a town. Maybe even a city. At the time, I thought I still had water in my ears, but I thought the fish man mentioned, ‘king’. Turns out, I was considered an intruder and was told that my punishment would be handed down by the King.

It didn't take long to arrive in what I assumed was the throne room. Or it was long and I lost track of time while looking at the city I arrived into. Unlike my other locations, those places looked normal, I mean aside from the jungle. And the old looking Palace that the captain lived in. And there was the city of animals. But I mean, I was in a place that might've been underwater at some point in it's lifetime. So yeah, I was intrigued. What brought me back to earth, so to speak, was being forced on my hands and knees. Sitting before me was a old looking whale like creature. He had the odd shape head like all the others I’ve passed by on my way here. But this one looked like he towered a whooping thirty feet tall. He had lines going down his middle of his body, which was white, from his mouth to his little legs. He had thick arms, but also fins on the other part of his arms. He wore a red scarf, and allot of silver jewelry on his body. His face showed his age, and his yellow eyes felt like they were piercing me. The king waved his hand at the court to relax. Those eyes looked at me with interest.
“Greeting boy. I am King Dorephan, ruler of the Zora domain here,” he said, his voice full of power. “Who are you, to come here?” I rose to my feet, and lowered my upper body in a bow.
“Hello, sir. I am known as, ‘The Traveler'. Without even being aware, I found myself in your realm, my lord. Lost and disoriented.”
“I see. Very well,” his voice boomed, echoing in the wide room. “I welcome you to our land. As a sign of good faith,” he smiled, kindness showering me. “I offer my palace to you for rest. Before you are on your way.” He nodded towards everybody in the room. Allot of hushed voices and footsteps. In under a minute, the room was empty. Only I and his majesty remained. He got off his feet and walked towards, the floor shaking ever so slightly. “You must be tired. Come. Let us rest.” He led on as I followed behind him, careful not to be on the end where I get squished.

Turned out, I was sleeping with the King. I hated realizing how that came out after I already wrote it down. What I mean, is that the only room I would be sleeping in, was the royal chambers. The King’s bedroom. I was about to walk out, arguing I could sleep on the royal couch or something. But he didn't have any of those. Nor any spare bedroom. Of course, my luck. His bed was covered in teal colored linens, and was about sixty feet tall and forty wide. I’ve heard of King sized beds, but this was ridiculous. I needed help getting on the thing, and that was after the king removed his scarf and jewelry. Leaving me next to pillow, and the king naked as he wished me goodnight. Immediately falling asleep, snoring like any other person. I tried to do the same. Even though the overgrown whale man snored strongly enough to shake his bed, I actually managed to fall asleep.

I wish I hadn’t. My dreams consisted of all the people who I cared for that I've met on this journey of mine. And how they were influenced into eating me against their will. I felt like I was trapped in a mouth the size of a room. The sound of a heartbeat resonating all around me. The floor was the tongue, and I was being pulled towards the dark cavern that I knew to be the throat. The heartbeat stopped and I could hear only the sound of an echoing laughter. A deep voice. His voice. His laughter. Before I could run or crawl away from the fleshy tube, I felt my feet being pulled in already. The sensation of having my body pulled in was like being enveloped in a blanket that was covered in warm slime. Before I could scream, my voice attempting to overrule the maniacally loud laughter, my head was pulled under. And I passed out from the amount of neck muscle squeezing me as I descended.

Turned out, my dream wasn't actually a dream. As I was sleeping on the bed, the King had rolled over, scooping me up inside his opened mouth. And didn't even notice the feeling of my being in his maw. Or the bulge I made as I traveled down his throat. And he clearly didn't feel me sliding into his stomach, or else he would, what? Apologize? Laugh in satisfaction? Attempt to free me? Digest me with no hesitation. I didn't know the kind of the king he was, but I found out the hard way that his stomach acids are no laughing matter. The moment I landed, I only managed to scream for two seconds before my body broke apart and vanished. Nothing was left my body, not even the glasses I removed to go to sleep. Cause shortly after I went down, they were snatched up by the King’s body and hidden inside his ear canal.

King Dorephan awoke mere moments after my digestion. He walked to his window, displaying his all too natural body. As he stared upwards, he couldn't help but think of his son, who has left to travel with a young boy. The adventures they must be having were probably amazing. Nothing compared to his times, but grand nonetheless. He couldn't help but imagine the boy. Instead of seeing young link, the image of a boy in odd clothing and glasses appeared in his mind. Though the image was fuzzy, the Zora king couldn't help but smile. And for some odd reason, instinctively touched his flat stomach. He couldn't explain it, but he felt he just helped someone continue their adventure, though the memory is almost non-existent. He never found the pair of glasses in his ear. One day, as he relaxed in a hot tub, the glasses came out of their own accord. They now sit at the bottom of a sixty foot pool of hot water. Never to be found.