Warcraft is Magic

        While waiting for somebody who shall not be named dose stuff that shall not be mentioned...damn this is vague... anyway I had some spare time and re writing is a pain in the ass so I will be working on this side story for the time being.  It takes place immediately after Azok gets degraded in the Discord chapter and when he gets back to ponyville.

        So sit back and enjoy a somewhat new story from the beginning.

        In the beginning was the void, and it was everything.  Two beings stood in the void. One controlled creativity and life and He made all.  One controlled death and destruction and He was the end of all.

        Their names were God and Death.  God looked out over the void and said to Death.

        “I will make worlds and fill them with life.”

        And Death replied “I shall claim them at the end.”

        “I will make these worlds round like an orb and on them will be plants and animals.”

        And Death replied “I shall claim them at the end.”

        And Death replied “I shall claim them at the end.”

        “I will make one world dominated by Humans and they shall take what they wish from there would.”

        And Death replied “I shall claim them at the end.” He did this by plunging the world into war and violence.  Man killing man for no reason but to further his own selfish gains.  And Death claimed his first world.

        “I will make a new world filled with every species I desire and man shall live in peace.”

        And Death replied “I shall claim them at the end.” He did this world met the same fate as its predecessor.  Death claimed his second world.

“I will make a third world, and this one will be special I shall fill it with Humans and Elves and Goblins and Gnomes, and its inhabitants shall be all manner of strange creature.  And to these I will give Magic.  Some shall harness its power and control the elements, and some shall use its power to bend the fabric of time and space itself.  This will be a world of Heroes and I

shall call this world Azeroth.”

        And Death replied “I shall claim them at the end” but he could not.  The heroes of this world had grown strong, strong enough to fight Death and resist Him.  He sent dragons and gods and every monster under his power to try and end this world, but all were defeated and Death could not claim this world.

“I shall make another world and it shall be even more different  it will be a garden all to myself and I will rest there and my Brother with me.”

Death replied,“This world shall be spared,” and it was. Death did not claim this world,  but named the garden and the plant with which is resided: Eden.

And God and Death rested on Eden for a time, but soon God became ill and Death feared he should have to reap his own brother. However, God recovered and once again decided to make a world.

        “I shall make a world ,but I shall not govern it for I am still weary.” So God made two creatures like to match Himself and His brother.  He called the first Celestia for she would govern the day and life, and He called the second Luna for she would govern the night and death. God gave them a portion of his power in the form of six gems and he said to his children.

        “I have given you a world. Make it to be what you wish.”

        And they did.

        Celestia and Luna chose the forms of Alicorns- that being the first creatures God had created, and they furnished God's world.  They first made Ponies of Earth so that they would be strong.  They then made Ponies of Clouds so they would be fast.  They lastly made Ponies of Magic so they would be wise. They called their world Equis.

        And Death said “I shall not claim this world for it is pure it shall live till the end of time,” and it did and will.

        “So we meet at last, young Paladin.  It has been sometime since I last saw you or your handy work.”

        “Who..who are you?” choked out a young Azok.

        “I am the first and I will be the last.  I am Death.”

        “Does this mean I'm dead?”

        “Yes, son of my Brother, you are dead, but fear not. This is not the end for you.”

        “What do you mean?”

        “You have been given a gift from my brother.  You will rise and rise again no matter how many times you are slain.”

        “So I'm immortal!”

        The shadowy figure morphed and his soothing voice changed to a roar and globes of fire lit his face.

        “NO! Only I am immortal! I was at the beginning of it all, and I shall be the end of that which made it.”

        The Paladin fell to the ground and cowered before this thing called Death.  The robed figure bent low over the boy and spoke again.

        “Do you fear me, boy?”

        “Yes,” was all that could be heard from the child.

        “You are right to fear Death, but soon we shall be friends. Now awake, remembering that soon we shall meet again.”

        Years past and Azok was now in a new world, the last made by God, and he once again stood before Death.

        “And now I find you once again Paladin.  But you have changed.”

        “Is that you, Death?”

        “Yes, it is me.”

        “What are you doing on this world? I thought you were bound to Azeroth?”

        “No, I am the reaper to all four of the words my Brother has made. And now I find you soaked with the blood of those that my Brother’s daughters made.”

        “It wasn't my fault, I was being controlled! It was...”

        “I care not for your excuse, but you are correct. They did not deserve to die, so their lives shall be given back, but only once.”  Death waved his Scythe and all was set back.  “In return for writing your wrong Paladin, I have a favor to ask of you.”

        “I don't have a choice, do I?”

        “No, you don't. You will journey to Tartarus and speak with one of my children.  He has begun to think himself a power, and who better to tend to the dead than a champion of the living?”

        “How do I get to Tartarus?”

        “Fly south to Abaddon's Furry, and it is the main gate to Tartarus.  Now Go.”

        Azok flew into the sky the the bodies of the guards and civilians he had killed begun to stir.  Vinny was still in the street standing next to Twilight Sparkle. The dead lived and Discord had once again been imprisoned.

(A/N and so begins the side story it should only take about two chapters then i will jump into the main story.  The writing style for these 2 chapters will basically be me being bored as fuck and just trying to think of how i want mane story to progress.)