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"Another Horror?"
Once again cinematics dominate my post. Flagship Studios, once part of Blizzard, had done a brilliant job. Although I won't recommend the online multiplayer gaming due to severe bug issues. But the cinematics were once again all inspiring.
Pride often blinds us, leading us into a dangerous pretence that we are immortal & undeniably powerful. & yet a simple game illustrates to us how incompetently wrong we are in beliving in our pride.
One should realise that retribution is always waiting for you. Don't let pride cloud your thoughts & lead you to eternal destruction. I dedicate this post to someone I know who simply adores antagonising others. His/her acts are noticibly childish, prideful & arrogant. It is unwise to incur the wrath of people who want to be left alone my child. Before you regret, your should stop now.
& of course keeping in line with my current Warcraft blog theme, I give you the Legacy of the Damned, Arthas is crowned Lich King. This is not the actual title, but unfortunately my memory has failed me.
Arthas entered the hollow glacier and beheld a winding pinnacle chained to the ice. As he strode up the stairs towards his destiny, towards his end , the voices of those he had forsaken flooded through his mind. He heard his mentors Muradin Bronzebeard & Uther as well as his love Jaina calling out to him, yet he ignored them, continuing his ascent. Finally, he reached the pinnacle and before him he saw an icy cask. Inside was a suit of armour, arranged as if seated on a massive throne. Now only one voice spoke to him...
Return the blade...complete the circle...release me from this prison!
With a great cry of strength, Arthas brought Frostmourne to bear against the Lich King's icy prison & with a haunting scream, the Frozen Throne exploded, and shards of the crystal scattered on the ground. With Ner’zhul’s thorny helm at his feet, Arthas leaned forward, picked it up, & placed the unimaginably powerful artifact on his head.
"Now," Ner'zhul's voice echoed within his mind, "we are one!"
In that moment, Ner'zhul & Arthas' spirits fused into a single mighty being, just as the Lich King had always planned. Arthas as a single being ceased to exist, now one half of one of the most powerful entities Azeroth had ever known.
With that, the outer wall of Icecrown fell away, and only the single pinnacle remained. The Lich King sat silently upon the shattered throne, stared out across his new kingdom, still as a statue, and waited...
& to think that he was a weapon of good & pure. He fought to save his people & yet even in the end, they left him. To save his people, he had to destroy Stratholme & its inhabitants. Uther horrified & Jaina confused by his actions, deserted him. & there the seed of his destiny germinated.
How far do you allow madness to consume you?