This is a little different from my usual fan works, but I've been noodling away on it for a while, and I'd like to share it. It's less of an expansion idea for WoW the game and more of a possible setting for the future. This was put together pre-Legion, so there may be some inconsistencies with current lore - please be kind.
Worlds of Warcraft - Chronicle of the Titan Worlds is a narrative that explores the distant future of the Warcraft universe. The world of Azeroth is a faded memory, but new worlds - the Titan Worlds - shine like jewels in the Great Dark Beyond, filled with battle and adventure.
Inspired by the Warcraft Chronicles series and narrative settings like those of Warhammer, Magic the Gathering, and many others, Chronicles of the Titan Worlds is presented as a historical document set within the Warcraft universe that describes events that take place many centuries after the current era of World of Warcraft. It explores the final conflict between the inhabitants of the world of Azeroth and the demonic hordes of the Burning Legion and their dark master, Sargeras the Destroyer, and what happened in the aftermath of that cataclysmic cosmic battle.
What I have so far can be found on WoWpedia here.
I plan to add much more, but Volume 1 is largely complete and I thought I'd start with that. I'll post a bit at a time, though people are of course free to read ahead and comment as they wish. Some inconsistencies might exist, since most of this was conceived pre-Legion and I have been avoiding most Legion info until launch.
Foreword
It is with great honor that I undertake the task assigned to me by the revered masters of the Order. Since the recent recovery of the fabled Codex Tirisfalen from the world of Amanthal, the scribes of the Order have shared much speculation about the knowledge contained within this most sought after historical text. Other such relics recovered from the Cradles of Azer across the six worlds have only hinted at the true origins of our people, but if the knowledge we have gleaned so far is true, then the Codex represents the one true history of the fabled Last War between Azer and the Fallen One.
Throughout history, knowledge seekers have pondered the many questions whose answers are now within our grasp. What was the true nature of Azer, the one common deity worshiped on all the worlds? Did the fabled Fallen One truly exist, and what was its relation to our maker? Where did they come from? Where did they go? Will Azer ever return to us? I stand on the threshold of discovering all this, and more. For the task of translating the Codex and its ancient secrets to the modern tongue has fallen to me.
I take pride in the fact that I was chosen to complete this labor, a task of such import. May Azer grant me the insight I require.
There is ever more to learn. Let us begin.
Caldair Sericante of the Fifth Circle, Scribe to the Order of the Azure Sands
Proud citizen of Gannon, the Fourth World----Volume One - The Awakening of Azeroth and the War with the Destroyer----
----Prologue - The Ages of War----
Since the dawn of its existence, Azeroth has been a world of war. From the great battles of the elementals during the world's first age, to the coming of the Old Gods and their voidborn terrors, to the great campaigns of mogu and kaldorei. So it is with irony that the era of the First War is named, for countless wars had been waged for many millennia before the time of that conflict. But the First War is, in some ways, the most significant, for it marked the beginning of the last of Azeroth's Great Ages of War.
It was the First War that saw the orcish Horde come to Azeroth from long-lost Draenor. Traveling through the Dark Portal, this alien army had come to ravage and despoil the lands of Azeroth. Unwittingly carrying out the plans of hidden demon masters, the orcs slaughtered the humans that they found and tore down their kingdoms. But mankind reached out to others who called Azeroth home - dwarf, elf, and gnome - uniting the disparate races together into a powerful Alliance that turned the tides against the orcs in the Second War. With the orcs defeated, their demonic puppet-masters withdrew their support, leaving the orcs at the mercy of the Alliance.
Years passed before Azeroth would again suffer from demonic incursion, but when the demons returned they did so in force. The demons unleashed the undead Scourge upon Azeroth, scything away entire civilizations with plague and necromantic sorcery, before the demons themselves took to the field, revealing to Azeroth the true threat that had motivated the Horde - the Burning Legion. 10,000 years ago the Legion had fought to claim Azeroth for their dread master, the fallen Titan Sargeras, but the demons had failed then, defeated by the kaldorei and their allies. This second invasion came to be called the Third War, but it marked the first time when Alliance and Horde fought as allies. The Horde overcame their demonic corruption and fought alongside Alliance and kaldorei to destroy the Legion and drive them from Azeroth.
The end of the Third War marked the beginning of a new age of war - Alliance and Horde carved out their places in the world, and held them against all-comers. Time and again these factions would take to the field of battle, against one-another as often as alongside one-another. For every blood-soaked battlefield the Horde and the Alliance clashed over, there was another where the two fought side-by-side against an enemy that threatened to consume them both. Undead armies, ancient horrors from the days of the Black Empire, and corrupted agents of the fallen Titan Pantheon - all those who sought to destroy Azeroth would fall before the combined might of two worlds, Alliance and Horde united. And inevitably, when the greater danger passed, Alliance and Horde would turn their weapons upon each-other. The cycle never ceased its turning. It was an endless age of war.
Then the day came when the sky turned black, and fire rained from the heavens. The mortal races of Azeroth looked to the horizon where a new army of demons appeared - the Burning Legion had returned. Swarming out of the chaotic realm of the Twisting Nether, the demons were seemingly without limit. For every incursion that was crushed, another would follow. Horde and Alliance fought ceaselessly, driven by desperate need to survive. Though the demons died in droves, they each screeched out the same dire threat with their final breath.
"Sargeras is coming! The Lord of the Legion is here!"
After an eternity of searching, the Demon Titan has come at last to Azeroth.
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Volume One, Chapter One - The Rise of the Titan and the Burning Legion
The Coming of the Demon Titan
The Demon Titan, lord of the Burning Legion, had spent an eternity traveling the vast distances of the Great Dark Beyond, searching for Azeroth. His every effort to use portals to travel to Azeroth more rapidly had been thwarted by mortal resistance, but his fury could be delayed no longer. Sargeras had finally arrived in Azeroth's star-system. In a matter of days, he would reach Azeroth itself. As a Titan, Sargeras was vast in size - large as a planet himself, a colossal being of demonic power. He became visible from Azeroth's surface, a demonic shadow blotting out the sun. When he reached Azeroth, the end would come. He would destroy the planet with a single blow from his dreadful blade, Gorribal.
Many ages had passed since the Burning Legion had first walked the world of Azeroth. In that distant time, the denizens of Azeroth both mortal and immortal and banded together to drive them away. The Legion had attacked the world again and again since that first war, but always they would be repulsed. The world of Azeroth had born witness to many demon invasions, and many brave battles fought by the people who called her home. The Battle at Mount Hyjal, the Crusade to Outland, the Invasion of the Broken Isles, and others - centuries had passed since those great conflicts. Heroes had lived and died, champions fought and sacrificed, civilizations had risen and been razed. All though its ages of war, the Titan Azeroth had lain in nascency. Sleeping. Dreaming. Growing. Learning. Every battle, every drop of blood spilled, Azeroth had felt within its vast and mighty soul. Every warrior's cry, every sorcerer's incantation, every prayer made and oath sworn. Those who had fallen in their home's defense had pledged their spirit to Azeroth, every sparkling soul a drop in a great and glorious ocean. Sargeras had come to destroy Azeroth, to extinguish this marvel, fearing that it would outshine him. But the demon Titan had come too late.
The time was at hand. Within the world of Azeroth, the slumbering Titan stirred.