Azeroth’s Death Track

Everything in the world is relative to each other, and there is no eternal balance. Opposition and symbiosis in change are the basis of rules.

Just as the end of life is always death, and new life will be born in death.

It is the nature of life for mortals to yearn for eternal life and fear death. But if you really step into the realm of eternal life, you will also step into the trap of eternal death... Without the backdrop of death, life will lose its meaning.

Elune, the world spirit of Azeroth, poured her will and spirit into Elune's tears. This pillar of creation carries her existence, allowing her to listen to the call of the Pantheon, and then pass The channel of will built by Norgannon the Dreamweaver and Aman'Thul, the Supreme King, enters the place where the arcana of the stars begins.

Elune stepped into the Pantheon, and the pure arcane from the sea of ​​stars poured into her empty body, making her body covered by the silver moon veil solidify, just like other souls of titans, in this simple and unrefined space. In the simple pantheon, it is possible to have entities.

Elune's eyes blinked, and the infant World Spirit raised her hands in surprise. This was the first time she had a real entity.

She twirled her hands in front of her eyes, moving them, and then she couldn't help touching her face and the moon-like jewels dotted on her forehead. The next moment, she looked very much like Tyrion, In the black and white eyes, there was an undisguised joy.

She raised her head, and saw Norgannon standing in front of her, wearing a purple-gray robe. The magic titan held a platinum disc in his hand. Under the mysterious hood, in those eyes hiding endless magic power, It is a welcome kindness, like a trustworthy elder.

Beside Norgannon is the Supreme King Aman'Thul holding a cane of lightning. This elder who holds time and lightning in his hands is full of majesty in his face like an old man. His left hand is stroking his long white beard. , looking at Elune in front of her, who bowed respectfully and solemnly to Aman'Thul, she said in a crisp voice:

Thank you, King of the Gods, for killing Y'Shaarj and saving me from the doomsday of corruption.

But I almost killed you in anger, little girl.

Aman'Thul said with a little emotion:

The body is torn apart, it must be very painful, right?

Reminiscent of tens of thousands of years ago, the most powerful ancient god Y'Shaarji was uprooted, and the ancient god died on the spot, but its death also left a terrifying scar on the land of Azeroth. The drowsy world-spirit Elune suffered the most severe injuries, and the explosion of the Well of Eternity 10,000 years ago caused more pain to the world than the disaster of that day.

Elune seemed to recall the pain she felt while sleeping, she couldn't help but bared her teeth, but hid her true thoughts like a real young girl, she said:

No, it doesn't hurt...

Ha ha ha ha

Elune replied pretending to be strong, and Gorgnas the Shouter standing behind her let out a loud laugh. The titan who was trying to glue the broken Tidal Stone joked:

Oh, it seems that our little sister Elune is still a tomboy who likes to lie.

The serious and rigid shaper Kazgros also showed a smile, and he said softly:

When I used the forging hammer to make up for your physical injuries and reshape the world's ecology, I heard your cry... You cried so badly, we all heard it.

swish

Seeing that she couldn't hide it from her elders, Elune's little face was immediately covered with a shy blush. Although she had grown up in Azeroth for millions of years, compared to other titans, she really She was just an out-and-out child, and she didn't know how to answer these kind jokes. At a loss, Elune turned her head and saw Tyrion standing quietly on the edge of the Pantheon.

There was a flash of surprise in her eyes, and she said goodbye to the titans in a low voice, and then walked quickly to Tyrion. She was slightly shorter than the great lord, she widened her eyes, and looked at Tyrion seriously, It seemed that he had never seen the face of the big collar before.

Tyrion fixed his right eye on Elune, and said:

What's wrong? Is there something on my face?

No.

Elune blinked, and with a quirky smile, she said:

I just never really saw you with 'eyes'.

oh?

The great lord frowned, and he asked:

For a world spirit like you, is there any difference between seeing with the eyes and perceiving with the spirit?

emmmm

Elune held out her finger, nodded her chin, rolled her eyes, and said:

It's still a little different, what you see with your eyes is more real...

It let me know that you really exist, not a savior I imagined.

The great lord was about to say something, when Elune in front of him suddenly opened his hands and hugged Tyrion tightly. This action surprised the great lord a little, and then he felt Elune buried his head on his chest , whispered:

Thank you for everything, Tyrion.

I've long wanted to give you a warm hug, I know, you want a hug...you're so lonely sometimes.

whee

This hug lasted for a few seconds, and then Elune let go of her arms. She looked at the hesitant high lord, and she whispered:

Okay, my wish has come true. I don't dare to hold you for too long. Your wife has been watching us... She is a good person, but she is so narrow-minded!

The girl complained, then turned around with a smile, ran to Aggramar, talked to the defender, looked at Elune's back, the golden chain held by the great lord was here. A moment suddenly weighed so much, and the life titan who had been watching this scene asked for the last time:

Are you leaving, Tyrion?

The arcane conversion is ready... If you want to leave, this is your last chance.

The great lord looked at the shining golden chain in his hand. In his heart, he really had the urge to turn around and run away, but in the end, he took a deep breath and shook his head:

No

I have to be here, only this contract... can make her completely accept all this.

let's start!

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You were really fierce at that time, you scared me to death.

Opposite Aggramar, Elune waved her hands and vividly described the scene of the fallen Titans coming to destroy the world of Azeroth that day. She described her fear and fear at that time in the first person, and Aggramar On the other hand, with a smile and a touch of pampering towards the younger generation, he just quietly listened to Elune's chirping narration.

I'm too weak, I can't even resist your sword.

Elune was a little discouraged and said to Aggramar:

If Tyrion didn't help me, I'm afraid I would die under the sword you swung.

But you dare to challenge me, little Elune.

Defender Aggramar looked at his young sister, he sighed:

Not all the weak have the courage to face the real destruction. You are like a kitten that has exploded fur, just screaming at me with courage. You are not cowardly or timid, even if my sword I killed your body, but your will has not been defeated by me, which means that you have not lost, and I have not won.

You have potential, Elune.

The defender leaned on his throne, looked at the spirit of the world in front of him, and said:

You have more potential than us. When you grow up, you can even challenge Sargeras...He is the destroyer, and you, you are the savior, and you are the hope.

Speaking of this, Aggramar suddenly saw the life-giver Eonar gesturing to him. Before the little girl Elune noticed, the other titan souls had already sat back on their thrones , while the great lord Tyrion was still standing on the edge of the Pantheon. In his hands, the golden chain representing the world contract was shining brightly.

well...

Aggramar sighed, which made Elune, the ignorant world spirit, very curious. She looked at Aggramar and asked:

Defender, why did you suddenly sigh?

because...

Aggramar stretched out his hand and stroked Elune's smooth hair. He smiled and said:

Because it's time to say goodbye, brave little girl...

Eluen, newborn spirit, come forward!

Elune wanted to ask another question, but the Supreme King Aman'Thul who was sitting on the throne issued a solemn call. His cane touched the ground, as if the power of arcane power among the stars rang out, and the whole world The temple became quiet at this moment.

Elune had a premonition of the heaviness, and from Aggramar's eyes, she saw a trace of blessing, a trace of calmness, and a trace of relief.

This frightened her. Like a young girl, she instinctively looked at the person she trusted the most. Behind her, the great lord Tyrion, who was wrapped in a cold shadow, nodded slightly to her and gave her an encouragement. gaze.

The World Spirit bit her lip, and she looked at the serious Titans in front of her. At this time, they were as majestic as the gods who once established the order of the stars.

And I am also one of them.

Elune took a step towards the central platform, she was standing above the Olympiad Mirror, she looked at the Titan ancestors in front of her with a trace of fear, she saw the heaviness in Aman'Thul's eyes, and the sternness in Norgannon's eyes. Mysterious, I saw the encouragement in Eonar's eyes, the gentleness in Aggramar's eyes, the firmness in Kazgros's eyes, and the blessing in Gognas' eyes.

Something important is about to happen...

Eluen, the Pantheon discovered you a long time ago. You are the most potential among all the Titans, and you are also the most ill-fated. You have experienced countless sufferings, and you have also experienced despair and pain. You have seen it with your own eyes. You have been to destruction, and you know the joy of rebirth, you have persisted until now, and let us losers see hope.

Aman'Thul said in a low voice:

Today, we call you to come and give you what we have left. We want to make you stronger, so that you have the ability to deal with the dark titan Sargeras coming across the stars. This is a gift. ..”

It's also a responsibility.

From now on, the Pantheon will belong to you, and you are... the Pantheon!

From now on, the fate of this group of stars will be carried by you, and you are... this group of stars!

From now on, the order of life will be controlled by you, you are... order!

Are you willing to accept it?

Aman'Thul's voice was like thunder, echoing in the Pantheon. The weight of the mission represented in these words made the young Elune a little breathless for a while.

In her simple thinking, the souls of the Titans have been rescued, and they will shoulder the mission of resisting Sargeras, and she can finally relax a little in despair, but she never thought that the Titans would take She, as a symbol of hope, will let her shoulder it all.

I, I don't know...

Elune took a step back in panic, looked at the Titans in front of her, and subconsciously asked:

You give me the power, what about you? You'll still be with me, right? You won't leave me again, you won't leave me alone again, will you?

This rather childish question made all the Titans silent. Sitting next to the Supreme King, Eonar, the Life Titan said in a voice full of parting sorrow:

No, Elune, child.

Our strength will become your nourishment for maturity, we will fall into a nearly eternal sleep, but we will be with you, after the curtain of the new era opened by you falls, we will wait among the stars Your awakening...as we have awakened you.

Aggramar also spoke:

This is the first time we meet. Unfortunately, little girl Elune, this is also the time of parting.

Unfortunately, all we can leave you is a heavy responsibility.

no no!!

Elune yelled:

I refuse! I won't accept your power, I won't just watch you die before my eyes, just to let me pursue the vague hope! It shouldn't be like this, it shouldn't be!

I have been alone for so long, I finally found my relatives, but...but you want me, want me, and kill you with your own hands...

I do not accept!

This cold fate nearly collapsed the dazed World Spirit, Elune turned her head and left, she shouted:

I'll find a way, and I won't watch you sacrifice yourselves! I'll find a way, Tyrion...you'll help me, right? You never let me down, let's go, Tyrion Ryan, let's get out of here!

Elune yelled, but behind her there was silence.

The great lord didn't move his footsteps, the deep silence made the spirit of the world turn his head suddenly, and saw the golden chain in the hand of the great lord that was emitting a halo at a glance.

Tyrion!?

The spirit of the world looked at the expressionless great lord in horror. The golden chain in the latter's hand turned into a little bit of light, like a golden butterfly flapping its wings. In the pantheon, it kept turning in circles and fell towards Ai Lune's body.

Elune kept backing away, trying to avoid the attachment of those golden light spots, but that was also her strength. They didn't mean to hurt, they just wanted to return, and Elune couldn't stop that return.

That's the world contract...

That was the contract she signed with Tyrion in the Chamber of Heart after the fall of Zela, which stipulated that if Tyrion wanted Elune to obey, she would not be able to resist...

Elune always thought it was just a joke between Tyrion and her...

But, but it's actually here, it's actually at this time!

Tyrion!

Elune, who was about to be completely covered by the golden light, once again felt desperate at this moment, just like she once faced Aggramar's world-destroying sword.

But this time, apart from despair, there was also a torn pain in her heart, which was mental pain.

Even you...

Even you...

Want to abandon me!!!