Totoka River The Pig God

Ganon moved northward, finding very little trace of his brother, dead or alive. The warlock had a lot on his mind, beyond finding his littermate. What was going on between Damien and his followers, and Maegi and Ramsay...his family. What would he do? Could he do anything? It would be best if they reconciled, but he knew that that could not happen. Ramsay and Maegi seemed disillusioned with their family's past, while Damien was all but fanatical, a new God-king to replace the Goddess that was Meldresi. Ideologically he followed his sibling-niece/nephew. He was loyal to their family, but not what they worship and what that represents. Ganon fled before the destruction that killed his Uncle and grand-uncle and scattered his family to the winds. He came back to the skeletal remains of his family. Could he have done something? That possibility reverberated in his head once more. Again and again. Gods, Vaati would hate him... He already does doesn't he? 

He was thinking too much, again. Ganon cursed to himself and kept striding forward, his nose low to the sands for signs of his brother.