Originally Posted by
WolfRider
My main character is an unholy Blood Elf Death Knight.
From the day I was raised by the Lich King I sought destruction and death, and as a former High Elf of Silvermoon I feed my hate of Alliance because I've been killed by Arthas.
All my loyalty goes to Sylvannas, whose fate was similar to mine.
When we killed Arthas, I felt the same emptiness, but my hatred was bigger than death itself: I chose to be Death.
That's what drove me through all these fights, Deathwing, the conquest of Pandaria. I even went on Draenor to kill an alternate version of Nerzhul, to please my thirst of revenge on the one responsible of my death.
When the Legion came and the Ebon Blade asked my help, I only accepted because the new Lich King offered me a weapon that could increase my deadly powers.
And now, my Queen, my Warchief, my sister offers me the best gift I ever wanted: a bloodbath and a real occasion to torment the souls of these betrayers cockroaches called "humans".