Interlude: New Actors
In the Twisting Nether :
An enormous green fireball descended from above, turning my troops into a pit of smoldering flesh.
'Shit, who the hell is this guy?' I thought as my fire blade claimed the life of another of these monsters, cleaving it in half. The system disappeared one day, but I continued to battle as my 'God' provided me with soldiers upon soldiers to combat these 'usurpers,' as he called them.
I didn't know where I was, but I recognized these creatures; they were demons from the Warcraft universe. Felguards, imps – these were the monsters that I fought against until now, not that I hadn't become a monster myself.
[Chaos Lord Vatran]
[Urgash's Blessing]
[Wisdom of Kha-Beleth]
[Level 10]
[Inferno]
[Blood 3145/10000]
The first day I woke up in what I assumed to be the Twisting Nether, I only fought. I don't know how many demons from the Legion I killed; I just continued my murderous path.
Sensing a presence creeping up on me, I turned and grabbed a demon by its throat, crushing it instantly, and threw its body into the other demons. I took advantage of the diversion as they tried to dodge or parry the body, cleaving through them all in a large sweeping motion.
'I haven't seen any Eredars since the start of the conflict with these demons,' I thought as I looked at the Legion demons getting torn apart by my own. 'Is my conflict truly such a small-scale affair?' I pondered darkly as I continued to reap and tear these demons apart with my Chaos Blade. Sometimes, I used Fire Magic to burn their casters from afar.
[Urgash is pleased by your slaughter of these frauds.]
'Well, thanks, Dad,' I smiled behind my impractical helmet. How much I hated this armor; it made me look intimidating, but that was all it offered.
I looked at the remains of the Legion after my [Demented] and [Cerberus] had finished tearing them apart. The [Lilim] that I had provided fire support, and one of the gifts of Urgash were two enormous [Ravagers], these beasts were terrifying, killing machines born to slaughter.
The imps of the Legion were such nasty little creatures as they fired tiny fireballs at you, I was gracious that I was a demon and not a human because I would have burned and died the first day that I arrived here.
During my stay in the Twisting Nether, I found a world were I was strangely called, there I created the city of Ur-Ganesh, the idea of the name was provided to me by a strange man named Kha-Beleth, dunno who the guy is but he seems like a cool guy.
I had a portal to the Twisting Nether just underground of the city. I was a fan of MMO so I knew that leveling up was a good thing, so I created my own mob farm inside this world.
Compared to the Twisting Nether, this world was a paradise, except for a bit of a beast problem when I arrived but they soon 'calmed' down.
Being a demon was strange, I would have thought to be an angry killing machine but I was extremely calm and composed. Well only me because each and every one of my troops seems to embody a Sin.
I can't count how many times the [Lilim] tried to bed me or directly mind control me. The [Cerberus] tried to bite me and I don't want to know what it does to be bitten by one of these as it seems to have some undesirable effects. And well the [Demented] are well, absolutely crazy.
What did I do in my past life to earn these treatments ? I was just a doctor for god's sake.
I saw afar that another group of demons were running toward us, this time it seemed that they had more mages with them than before.
I motionned to my army to advance to combat once more.
'Give me your xp' I smiled as I holded my Chaos Sword as I jumped into their formations
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The moment I realized I wasn't on Earth anymore, my underwater adventure began. As a woman of great intelligence (self-proclaimed), I assessed my surroundings. At first, I tried to escape, only to discover that I could breathe underwater! It was peculiar, and as I looked down, I experienced two conflicting moods. Firstly, I was overjoyed to discover that I was still a woman. Secondly, I was terrified as I noticed my blue tail emerging from where my legs should be.
So, with the intention of shouting, "I isekaied, let's goo!!" (or something like that), the only thing that came out was the sound of someone speaking underwater. The first thing I did was, of course, call for anything that could help me—'Golden finger, Panel, Window, System.' Well, the last one worked, and a kingdom-building system suddenly appeared.
"Oho," I laughed internally, discovering that it was a kingdom-building system. I wasn't a fan of the genre, but beggars can't be choosers. I promptly created my underwater kingdom at the spot where I spawned. After what felt like a month, the system suddenly disappeared, leaving me a bit angry.
"What kind of system just disappears after a month, huh?" I exclaimed in my coral palace as I checked my stats.
[Tide Master Lyza]
[Shalassa's Blessing]
[Level 4]
[Tears 300/10000]
During this 'month,' I saved various tribes of intelligent fish, and they all rallied behind me. I also had some unique troops, like the [water elementals] and the [Wanisame], essentially shark people with big clubs.
"Let's hope I can find some good allies in the near future," I mused from my 'throne room', as I looked toward the water that was flowing around the protection bubble that was around the city.
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Cadavers of beasts could be seen sprinting toward the still-living creatures, ruthlessly mauling them to death. Above the sea of monsters, a robed man with a staff and black angel wings hovered. Ghouls and skeletons harassed and killed the beasts. Around the battlefield, the entire forest seemed drained of all life, with a green hue emanating from the staff.
"I am not in Ashan anymore," the angel stated as he resurrected the now-dead beasts to implement in his army. "I don't sense any Dragon Gods either nor the Mother Namtaru." In one flick of his hand, a dozen pure bolts of darkness were launched and hit some flying animals, making them spasm before they plummeted down for a second before rising again, this time as undead.
"Asha, please guide your servant Belketh to do your will," the Angel said as a mantle of darkness enveloped the remaining flying beasts, ripping away their lives and effectively resurrecting them.
"Perhaps Vein and Sandro are here too" the angel muttered as he looked at the sky illuminated by the three moons.
"I will rebuild Heresh here in the wait for your orders, Asha" said the Angel as he disappeared in a cocoon of darkness
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Azeroth had become the largest warzone in the new order established by the Titans in the cosmos. The minions of the Void, the Old Gods, relentlessly sought to corrupt one of the Titans. In response, the Titans initiated a global attack on the Old Gods, deploying their crafted minions, the titan-forged.
The battle had been raging for years. Despite Aman'Thul, the leader of the Pantheon, personally defeating Y'Shaarj, progress against the forces of the Old Gods and their Elemental Lord minions was slow. The losses among the titan-forged were heavy, and the newly created C'thraxxi by Yogg Saron proved to be formidable foes, even for the strongest titan-forged. Eventually, they managed to defeat N'zoth, imprisoning him in his own city, Ny'alotha.
"Tyr, can your troops cover our advances?" bellowed Odyn as he pulverized dozens of bugs with a beam of light.
"It will be done, brother," said Tyr, a titan-forged wielding a glowing hammer. His holy Light burned hundreds of foes as he and his troops charged headlong into the Old God line, inching closer to defeating C'thun and sealing him in turn. The Titans forbade killing the Old Gods, as their deaths could endanger the world soul within.
From orbit, the titaness Eonar observed, healing the fallen titan-forged and sometimes created entire forest to slow down the progress of the Old Gods troops
"Odyn!" cried Freya, another titan-forged. "There is something extremely wrong in front of us. It's pure chaos."
Soon, a blazing inferno erupted from the ground, swallowing hundreds of titan-forged and Old God minions. Despite the protection offered by the strongest titan-forged, the inferno was a formidable attack. At its center stood a small being, dwarfed by C'thraxxi and Titan-forged, but emanating terrifying energy. His red armor gleamed with malice, and his yellow eyes scanned the battlefield.
Then his voice echoed for everyone to hear, a language understood by all despite its unfamiliarity.
"What a beautiful war," declared the man named Veyer. "Sheogh will claim this world. My name is Veyer, and I serve Chaos."
Flames erupted everywhere as chaos descended upon the battlefield.
In another realm, stood a man, resembling Veyer but dwarfing him in every possible way, if Veyer could be described as an blazing inferno of rage, this man was a calm fire full of malice.
Kha-Beleth observed Veyer's advance and, to his dismay, saw the demon lord defeated by these unfamiliar beings. Veyer had been a mere test, an experiment launched to assess the power and tactics of these so-called "Gods."
"What a wasteful tactic," thought the demon lord as he scrutinized the Titan-forged attacks against Veyer and his small legion of demons. Kha-Beleth, a proud demon, prided himself on his intellect and cunning. Yet, his millennial plan was thwarted first by the betrayal of one of his minions and, secondly, by being inexplicably transported with one of his legions to an entirely different universe. He sensed Belketh's necromancy from three dimensions away and felt the presence of other demons, but these lacked the distinct scent of Urgash. Kha-Beleth found himself trapped again, this time in a more potent prison. The first had been his master's trap in Ashan, and now he was reduced to a mere spectator, watching as some individuals played with their new "kingdom." In his eyes, they were a bunch of fools. Only Elrath's chosen and Urgash's chosen had realized the nature of the world they were stranded in. Kha-Beleth wanted to crack open their skulls to access their knowledge.
Once again, the plotter began scheming for the downfall of the Pantheon.
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Freya's POV:
The fight against the man that appeared in the blazing inferno was extremely hard, his magic was something that never saw, different than the Old gods, far more destructive but less insidious, that's what we thought but he suddenly used another form of magic, compromised of darkness, this magic slowed the thoughts and speed of everyone present.
It was Odyn and Tyr that killed the man, Odyn was gravely wounded multiple time but it seemed that Eonar kept them alive during the whole fight with her Nature's magic but as he died I saw the smile on the face of the man.
I jolted as I sensed a caress across my psyche, it was Lady Eonar that seemed to want to speak with me
"Freya, I sensed someone that was watching us during the whole fight with this- thing" I heard my creator's voice as I strangled a dozen bugs using growing roots.
"I didn't sense anything my Lady" I replied to the titaness with doubt about my senses, could someone spy on us General of the titan-forged like that
"It seems so, I should ask Aman'thul about this, I shall come back " said Eonar with her motherly voice as she teleported her massive body back in the halls of the Pantheon.
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A little interlude for ya all, describing all the soon to be actors in the wars.