Fallacy of the Azerothian Empire

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Fallacy of the Azerothian Empire
Curse of Nazareth

Prologue:

One man…
One man to forge the kingdom of hatred…
One man to grow evil beyond truth…
One man to outrank the fists of Demons…
One man of curse…
One man without love…
One man…
To rule

At the very depths of Molten Core, breathe the airs of silence. Through the shadowy paths of oblivion, the wicked wizard moves. A man hooded with Robes darker than the dimness that surrounds. He moves there, and there, like the old serpents crawling under spiral shaft, unnoticed. Beyond the vision of the deep path, glows a puzzling relic, so content in the naked eyes. The wizard approaches, through the ray of light and the dust flowing like snow, his eyes shimmers the purity of the prized relic. Very tiny, fragile, broken like a fragment of another piece, but getting close to it, the energy rises like the heat of battle rising at age. Grasp the precious he did, very firm in his hand and glows translucently. At ease, the clouds shelter the moon, drums rumbling in the deeps, screeching of the cursed souls in the underworld, and the Earth gradually quakes. The wizard’s body produces a growing beam of light and the Earth quakes further. His shimmering eyes suddenly glow red. The Molten Core is breaking apart, the hours of true chaos is at promise, and the heat of evil is at prominence. He felt the addiction of demonic power, the energy felt very fresh and rejuvenating. At ease again, the rising stops, the Earth calms, and the sounds of evil fades. Silence grows back, the airs drift and his robe dances through the blowing winds. Without words he spoken, with his corrupt mind, he proves himself worthy to an unknown company in the echoing darkness. And the pale solid face finally animates, a single smile followed by a laughter that shivers the skin of any living creature. And through the tunnels the winds reach out and blow the sounds of elderly tone.​

“Naaaazaaaareeeeeeeth…”
“Shaitan Nor’sugutz, el banorr Fel Minas”
“Let the hands of mortal and Satan forge darkness beyond Demons and God.”


Author's Description:
The story grounds facts from the World of Warcraft although some might not exist true such like the existance of Satan. A brief summary about who is Nazareth. He is top ranked Wizard in the Azerothian Council. He is however the Satan worshiper like many others, most people call them the Darklings. They hide their true identity to live normal with other Azerothian. But Nazareth can never keep his silence. His knowledge of the Old gods extents beyond others. All of the Old gods he knew left a sacred artifact bound to their powers. In the prologue, Nazareth had found the last remaining artifact that is a stone fragment that is a part of Chit'thun's mechanical eye. Absorbing the Gods power makes him more powerful than any magic lust creatures such as the Bloodelves and the Demons. All of this forge a new reign of followers who trust his powers to bring them opportunity at the same time as fearing of its true content. Nazareth formed a new Human Legion Empire of Satanic that later on swept accross the entire region. The begining lines where says, "one man... one man..." foreshadows hope. Hint: two