Peace, an ideal sought by many but hard to acquire, payment of blood and flesh must be paid. Over a 100years of wars reigned on the world of Kalimdor and peace was finally achieved, a great hero, summoned forth from a world on a distant star, sacrificed their life to defeat the great demon lord. And peace had arrived.   Centuries passed and one being cursed this everlasting peace, Death was unsatisfied, it needed the souls of the deceased to empower itself, and this peace angered it. It had once been an almighty God but now it's powers where waining, sensing this the other gods chose to eliminate it and take over the cycle of death and rebirth themselves. But Death did not want to give them the satisfaction, it fashioned a vessel using the blood and flesh of many magical creatures, and filled the vessel with its own power. All it needed now was a soul, which was called from the depths of the void, the blackest of souls, and dropped the vessel down to Kalimdor. "I have set in motion that which may bring the end ...... Go forth abomination, even the gods can't stop you ...... What you do is up to you, but be warned your existence will not be welcome in this world, so fight and take what you desire ..... Leave and bloody trail behind you and never look back"   Don't know how often I will update.