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Chapter IV: The Power of the VoidChapter IV: The Power of the Void by Blueredor
25 years after the First War (year 617 by King calendar)
After that so memorable morning, dressed in peasant clothes with a purple t-shirt and black short hair, Milly Osworth, is working on Osworth vineyard, located on the east side of Northshire to provide their famous wine from her family to the village. Raisins, grapes and wines, many peasants collects, irrigates and gathers the grapes in carts for move them to the town...now in the lunch break, Milly dried perspiration from his forehead by the hard morning's work.
"Well guys...ugh", Milly said while dry his forehead with his cloth, "let rest!".
"Yes ma'am!" The peasants responded once finished moving a cart with grapes near to the river.
All set off to the Osword farm located in the east hills, once Milly opened the door, all drawed strangeness faces. The entire cabin is dark, from the deep, a peasant is tied and blindfolded only illuminated by a candle. All came to help him, but every t
Chapter III: The GraduationChapter III: The Graduation by Blueredor
4 years later...
25 years after the First War (year 617 by King calendar)
Four years have passed in the blink of an eye...the world ended to rebuild and heal the wounds of the third war, for the moment peace has been maintained, the King of Stormwind Varian Wyrnn shuttle diplomacy voyages across the west of the continent, Kalimdor, land of the Orcs, Tauren, Trolls and Kaldorei (Night elf). Since then, the steward's group The House of Nobles, ruled Stormwind in his absence, it was supposed Varian had arrived in the small kingdom of Theramore, to discuss the current relationship between the alliance and horde with the mage leader of Theramore, Jaina Proudmoore as a neutral arbitrator and the Warchief Thrall. But according to the reports, a group of bandits called "the Defias Brotherhood", kidnapped the king during the diplomatic path in the high seas informed by a spy from Stormwind and his trail lost around the island Alcaz, confirming the rumor of his ca
Chapter II: The First Day in The WaterfallChapter II: The First Day in The Waterfall by Blueredor
One day after
21 years after The First War (Year 613 by the King's Calendar)
On the sky of a waterfall in the north of Northshire, it sight a red dragon mounted by a Quel'dorei (High elf on common speech) and a 14 years old young human with mid-long brown hair, and green eyes. It's dressed with a red tunic, brown silk shoes and armed with a long wooden staff.
The dragon touch down a side of the waterfall, there is a abandoned blue house with a dry garden next to a deep forest. The young dismount from the dragon and step on the earth without problem, the elf throw a red book with a border of red gems and a sign of dragon, the young receive it, waves to him and the highelf responds with a farewell. The dragon set forth on fly and abandon the place. After a long mind training and practise the two first basic spells like Fireball and Fireblast, read the book, and a new spell caught his attention.
“hmm”, the mage said while their fingers follows t
Chapter I: The Light Of The NecklaceChapter I: The Light Of The Necklace by Blueredor
Dreams, visions, predictions...nightmares. A yellow soul on human form lives a calm dream in a odd place. The scene are on a sunny day with a field of green grass, suddenly a strong flash appear, rise his hand to cover his face from the light, even don't has eyes. Then, the light take a woman form, but not like never saw before. The light has horns in form of a slightly resting S aiming to the horizon, a short and gentle tail, and small thin hoofs. Feel her presence...so warm, peaceful and beautiful. Is like she know him from ever, but he doesn't know her.
"Please", the light said with sadness, "help me, before is too late".
Try to answer her, but notice it don't have mouth, so he can't talk. Suddenly a strong roar sound, that no one can't recognize it so easily...
"(A lion roar?)", the soul doubted.
A white lion with wings appear roaring from the sky and on a second, the animal transforms on a potent beam of light, aiming to the ground, so close to the soul. Try to stay away, b
Chapter VIII:lawsuit on the tavern Pig and WhistleChapter VIII:lawsuit on the tavern Pig and Whistle by Blueredor
Previously...on The Chronicles of Azeroth...
Suddenly part of the raft begins to freeze inside and slowly breaks until the ice reaches the hands of Nailock.
"Outside it's very cold...wait, I freeze!". Nailock screams trying to move away his hand from the raft.
"Huh?!". Gabriel and Davis are surprised as their hands are frozen by the ice too.
"Let's get off the raft!". Gabriel said, "before the water touch the ice!".
The semi-frozen and broken raft is launched, on impact with the water is broken into many pieces. They noted that reached the edge of one of the islands...the murlocs are in front of them watching on one side and pulling stone blades.
"RRRUUUNNN!". The three shouted at the same time.
"Don't be an fool!". Davis scream.
"Apparently he don't learn". Karjub took his claws into his face.
"Nailock!". Gabriel shouted, "he must have been charmed".
Both followed the warrior and steps on a trap, ropes as nets with cobwebs gathers them, it tied them, Karjub disappears and hanging.
ORIGIN CREEPYPASTA: RebirthORIGIN CREEPYPASTA: Rebirth by InvaderIka
A tear ran through the five year old’s mind as she heard her brother’s cries of anguish.
“You can’t do this! She’s only a little girl! She’s your own flesh and blood!”
A gruff, angry voice slurred back, “That small abomination is not my daughter. That’s a hell spawn. A freak!”
Adeline pulled the doll closer to her chest as she heard those words. Her father always frightened her, especially when he was drunk. Always yelling, always cursing, always beating her. She sniffled, it wasn’t her fault that voices told her things.
She could hear her brother, Johnathan pleading with her father to calm down.
“Dad, please! She’s not-” Johnathan’s voice was suddenly cut off with a yelp.
“That’ll teach you to argue with me, boy.” Her father said quietly before stomping to her bedroom door.
The door flung open to reveal her father’s angry, drunken visage.
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