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It has been Seven years since Arthas took up Ner'Zhul's Crown and became the singular being, The Lich King.

The Orcish Horde is in a state of open war with the Human Alliance. The Lands North of Durotar and South of Teldrassil, are battlegrounds between the two superpowers.

The Night Elf Borders have weakened as of late. The Burning Legion's corruption still holds over the Furbolgs, leaving them mindless and spontaneous. But lately more and more outposts have had to be abandoned; more lives lost to the now organised Furbolgs. From the relative safety of Teldrassil the eldest Son of Cenarius, Delarifuss looked on in terror as a new banner rose above the ancient outposts of the Sentinels. A round table upon a Black background standing high and ominous as death above the Boughs of the New World Tree.

The Undead Forsaken, allied with the Horde, is ready to release the second Plague upon the World of Azeroth, to eradicate all life aswell as the Undead Scourge.

In Outland…Prince Kael'thas is readying his kin to leave the remains of Draenor. The natural Magic is leaving the ravaged planet, awakening once more the dangerous addiction that has befallen his people.

In Northrend the Lich King readies his "Armada of Death", the next stage of strength for the Scourge, to launch another Invasion of Azeroth.

But underneath the inhospitable wastelands of the Hellfire Peninsula, The creature known as Illidan Stormrage goes under a World-Changing transformation.