Infinite Azeroths: Champion of the Felguard

Timeline: Azeroth-6
Character: Garrosh Hellscream, Champion of Archimonde’s Felguard

“Honor is the most important thing in an orc’s life,” Geyah once said. “No matter how dire the battle, never forsake it,” she said.

But she was a foolish old woman. She did not see the things I have seen. I have seen worlds bathed in the emerald flame of the Burning Legion. I’ve seen entire civilizations brought to ruin and entire races wiped out, snuffed out like a candle. I’ve seen destruction that would destroy the mind and heart of a lesser man. But I no longer have a heart. I have embraced the inevitable. The blood of demons now courses through my veins and I pledged myself to the Great Defiler. Whatever dreams I once had as an orc, whatever values I may have held then, are now forfeit. Draenor, where I grew up, is no more. Azeroth was enveloped by the glory of the Burning Legion and all of its magic now serves the true masters of the universe.

We have crossed the Dark Portal

I haven’t been updating much lately. I was busy trekking across the landscape with my flightless brother Tarakan and towards the Dark Portal. Why? It’s a long story. Let’s just say we both have felt some weird omens. For example, we started forgetting some members of our old veil for a short time. Or started remembering people that never should have existed. Or places that have no right to exist. Or for a moment, Tarakan was convinced Zangarmarsh hasn’t formed until about 20 years ago (which is plain nonsense). Something bad is happening.