Legend of WarCraft: Immolation of Earth
A WarCraft and Harry Potter Crossover Fan-fiction
Envisioned by: Sirril
Prologue: The Will of Sargeras
Darkness, the torment and anguish of unrighteous fury enveloped the very essence of His consecrated soul. How could such beings, the Nathrezim and eredar exist in the Great Void, if they held no purpose? If the real order of living was Order itself? Demons, servants of corruption and chaos manifested the purpose and incarnation of truth within the crumbling sanctity of Sargeras mind. There was only one reason for life, and that was obedience from those who would serve, and damning incineration for those who dared oppose. All life is bound to He who controls it; the time of the ignorant Titans of the Pantheon lead by their foolish High Father Aman'Thul has come to its inevitable end. Now, it is time for the rule and command of the forces of unfathomable power and Arcanum. Order has no place in the cosmos, for it cannot bring balance with Chaos, the very nature of mortality.
Even after being banished from the vessel Medivh and imprisoned upon a dimensional plain, His will shall be done. With the Legion stationed upon the shattered world of Draenor, denied entrance to Azeroth, a small caressing wave of arcane magic reaches and blazes within the soul of Sargeras. He feels across the distance of the Great Void, a small lush planet rivaled and fought over by its humane inhabitants. It contains powerful and corrupt beings who will serve well in the Conquering. Kil'jaeden, you feel it as well? Good, serve your master then. The undead lich, Kel'thuzad, he is our servant, although Ner'zhul and Arthas enthroned him as their own, his mind dwindles daily, power is what he seeks, therefore, he shall have it, if he serves…Go now, My will be done! Sargeras ascends.