Their hearts were beating.
Beating.
But what did the beats of the heart symbolise?
Life.
What was life? What is life? Why did they cherish it so?
They had the rights to live.
But surely they could see, that this was the right thing to do?
A corrupt dragon aspect.
Was it their flaw of free will?
Deathwing.
Was free will even a flaw?
One dragon aspect killed.
Were these mortals below him, that breathed, that had beating hearts, that lived, the perfect race the Titans strived for?
Malygos.
Just now, he was thinking of re-originating this corrupted planet...
Planetery symbiotes.
..But then stormed in these adventurers, and after having beaten the great defense system, it seemed to dawn on him..
The Old Gods.
That the millions of lives he had wasted, they had the tenacity to be like the inhabitants on Azeroth.
Their denizens faded away without so much as a whimper.
Or had they the tenacity? Was it that the inhabitants of Azeroth, truely were perfect in every sense? He didn't know anymore...
I've rearranged the reply code. Your planet will be spared. I cannot be certain of my own calculations anymore.
He gave the leader the reply code.
Save. Your. World.
How was it? Good? Bad? Terrible? Stupid? I'd like to know, as long as you aren't too harsh. ;_;'