A much graver threat than a Traitor...

Morrigan walks into her father's room and sees him reading a Yaoi smut comic with a very obvious erection... Her face becomes deadpan.

"It's not what it looks like!" Varian sputters.

"Dad I'm lesbian I like women I won't judge you... I came in here because something important must be discussed..." Morrigan shakes her head before showing her serious face.

"What is it?" Varian puts the smutty comic underneath his pillow.

'And that explains why she didn't judge me... Somehow I have a bad feeling about why she is so serious...' Varian also gets into his serious mode.

"When I was on a mission in the Under City I saw a Vial of Essence of Murasame inside Sylvanas's room... We have a traitor... It couldn't have been you or me... So it's one of the Hand members..." Morrigan narrows her eyes dangerously.

"WHAT!? Who dares!!!" Varian roars.

"I do not know but with your permission, I'd like to get to the bottom of this... We cannot have the horde producing the single most deadly poison in all of Azeroth! Think of what would happen to our men and women on the battlefield!" Morrigan seethes as she walks back and forth with arms crossed.

"Permission Granted! Drag that traitor to me alive!" Varian seethes as well.

"Your will be done, my King!" Morrigan rushes out of his room with the intention of getting ready for this very important mission.

'I'll find you... And when I do I'll make sure you wish you were never born!' Morrigan looks down her scope for days unend and finally sees the traitor take another Vial of Essence of Murasame.

'Let us see what you do Sixtus Gresham...' Morrigan silently follows the traitor and sees through the scope that he is talking to a goblin who has a huge bag of gold.

"You bastard!" Morrigan shoots Sixtus in both his knees with her handcanon and stomps on them destroying both of his knees and crippling the traitor.

"WHY! Tell me WHY!" Morrigan continues punching him in the chest until he coughs blood.

"I'm just the messenger... hehehe... There are forces above me that give the orders... This goes much deeper than you think my dear princess... Beware... of the Voiiiddd..." Sixtus breathes his last as he poisoned himself with a tiny pocket of essence of Murasame beneath one of his teeth.

"The void..." Morrigan growls out the name of the singular most terrifying force in Warcraft.

'So the void has a presence within Stormwind... How deep does it go!?' Morrigan pockets the vial of the essence of Murasame.

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Morrigan arrives at the SI:7 headquarters and throws a badge and scroll on the table in front of Mathias.

"I feared that was the case... But even I had no idea he was corrupted by the void... I was investigating him trying to find proof... But this is very grave news... Who knows how long he has been in cahoots with the Void... Is he alive?" Mathias uses his gloved hand and runs it from his forehead to his chin in exhaustion.

"No... He had a tiny pocket of Essence of Murasame underneath one of his teeth..." Morrigan walks back and forth trying to keep calm but failing.

"We must Tread carefully Commander... We are now dealing with forces beyond mortals..."

"To hell with that! Even if I must drown myself in the darkness I'll destroy its presence in our kingdom!" Morrigan punches the table so hard it shatters into hundreds of pieces.

Morrigan takes long strides out of the headquarters and continues investigating on her own... several years later her prized sword drinks deeply from the void turning its resplendent red color a deep purple from killing many void-corrupted people and forces from beyond Azeroth.

"High Priest Cathrine... Or should I say Ritulist Vel'roth! Your impressive little toys are dead and now all that remains is you..." Morrigan points her sword she has dubbed Voidbringer at Ritulist Vel'roth.

"HAHAHAHA! You may have ended the void in the Kingdom but the Void will continue trying to influence your precious Kingdom! It will never stop trying! Even as you stand there drinking deeply from the Void corrupting yourself you would stand against it!?"

"My mind is my own despite hearing its whispers... My willpower is stronger than Steel... The void has marred my skin but it goes no deeper..." Morrigan's voice is emotionless as she stares at her skin she has strange ritualist tattoos that are just like Murasame's trump card from Akame Ga Kill except it's a deep purple instead of red as if looking straight through the fabric and metal that is her light-blessed armor.

"Voidbringer... Make me Exalted..." the weapon infuses Morrigan with so much void energy it would wither away the minds of most.

"No... Impossible..." Vel'roth stumbles backward tripping over her feet.

"NOW DIE!" Morrigan tanks all of the void bolts sent her way and impales Voidbringer through Ritulist Vel'roth.

"You... Will succumb... Sooner or later..." Vel'roth vomits copious amounts of blood.

"No... I won't... The Cloak I wear is woven in the power of the light it has protected me all these years... It is blessed by O'ros... Without it, I would be no more than a slave to the Void or worse..." Morrigan pulls Voidbringer out and walks away.