Create Your Own Azeroth – Part 4 (Final).. Apparently

This post is Dedicated to the Create Your own Azeroth project originally thought up at Blog Azeroth. It’s a choose your path story started by Samodean of Hardcore Casual, and was carried on from there.

If you want to read the story from the start you’ll want to head here. Pick the links as you go along to see how the story develops! One of those story lines ended up here for the final stretch, and continues from last weeks post on CreepTheProfit. Seriously, before reading this - at least read that post, or this is gonna make frack all sense.

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Chapter Four – All good things must come to an end…

.. It was a noise the likes of which none had heard before, and that none will soon forget.

Sylphine - tortured, tormented, infected, Scourge. At war with her self, she screamed a cry of pain, a cry of agony, one so sorrowful that just hearing it felt like a knife had been plunged into your heart.

The reaction of the undead legion was instantaneous; their cold merciless rampage of death an destruction suddenly fractured – there was chaos. It was as if the scream burrowed into their very brain; it was the hive army segregated.

Silence.

10 minutes pass and an eery, unnatural silence continues. Like switching off a light bulb, the scourge army had stopped, but not at the village. No, the conflicted Death Knight Sylphine’s scream may have been a cry for help from what little fragments of her humanity remained, but humanity is not who answered it.

Surrounded on all sides, the Paladin Corrigan and the hollow shell that was once his beloved Sylphine both crouched hopelessly on the ground. If it wasn’t for the complete stillness of the swarm of over 400 Scourge that surrounded them, he would have never heard it… A soft whisper, “Corrigan…”

“Corrigan… Please… Kill me.”

As the colour drained from his face, it was clear – all hell is about to break loose.

The army of undead was still under the Death Knights control, but Sylphine was fighting back with everything she had, but could not keep the army dormant for much longer.

As if on queue, a unanimous growl came from all around as the Scourge army began to awaken once more.

“Corrigan… Please…I can’t hold them for much longer. You have to kill me, you have to kill me now!”

“You have to fight it Sylphine!”, Corrigan called out. “We can be together again – I swear it to you. I swear to you on my life that we will be together once more, just.. just don’t let go! You must keep fighting!”

There was a crack of thunder, and the Death Knights eyes grew dark. -Keep Fighting- she whispered to her self.

“I will make them pay – I will destroy them like they have destroyed me. The Scourge taught me to hate, now they shall feel my hatred”. -Keep Fighting.-

The ground shook, and a swarm of a different kind descended on the battlefield. The air turned black as unholy insects engulfed on the Scourge army, the earth its self started to rot from the corruption and hate spewing forth from this once pure and innocent priestess. A full battle broke out – 2 verses an army. -I must keep fighting.-

Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned, and an army hath no chance against a priestess turned death knight. -I will destroy them all-

Even after their long and weiry battles against each other, Sylphine & Corrigan stood back to back one last time. Blood covered the area, and in 10 short minutes, there lied a pile of corpses scattered all around.

The adrenalin passed, and Sylphine dropped to her hands and knees – still wracked with pain from her fight with Corrigan, and still at war with the Death Knight in her, she coughed up a mouthful of blood and bial.

“Sylphine – No!” Corrigan cried out as he collapsed to his knees at her side. “We’ve done it – you won. You can’t give up now!”

“I’m… sorry… Corrigan. It’s taking… hold again. If you don’t destroy me now, I will… I will kill you and raze the village in fire and death. Now – do it now, hurry. Please!”

Knowing what needed to be done, he embracing Sylphine in his arms and softly whispered into her ear “Please forgive me. I love you.”

Slice.

It was a clean cut of the sword into her Chest, and as it pieced her back, Corrigan wept.

The glow faded from Sylphine’s eyes, and for the slightest of moments Corrigan was sure they turned her natural blue once more before fading to an eternally lifeless grey, it was as if.. and only for a moment… she had been human once more.

After what seemed like an age, Corrigan dried the tears from his eyes. Still embracing his fallen love, he drew the sword from her corpse.

They say he chucked briefly to himself before simply saying “An oath is an oath, and my love is forever. I’m coming.”

.. Slice ..

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OK.. Well, that was a somewhat Shakespearean-tragedy styled ending. Rather morbid, I know, but I got the ‘sad’ ending. Let me know what you think of my writing (and of the CYOA idea in general) - it was a kinda ‘lets just run with it’ job that I wrote on the spot at.. erm.. *checks watch* 2:32am. Nice >.<

Once all the endings to this chain have been posted, I will update with a bit of a map of what part is where, so you know exactly what storyline to follow to get to this point ^.^

I think they’re looking for additional authors for the next one (which will be longer than 4 parts), so if you’re interested, check out Blog Azeroth. They set up a specific little forum like thing just for this, but I can’t remember the address – but I’m sure there’s a link on BA somewhere. lol.

Anyway, since we’re in the sad and mopy kinda mindset here, I figured I’d post this. One of my favorite machinima, to one of my favorite songs. Rather sad tho…

~Ithiel
Seemingly in need of therapy. Or a life.
…Probably the latter

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