The universe is cold and cruel, filled with all sorts of harsh environments.
Tiny creatures need to unite to survive; they need emotions and various desires to help them gain benefits within the team, leading to countless disputes and infighting.
A transcendent being like Titans, which is equivalent to dozens of planets, can survive on its own without needing to unite. Therefore, it has no need to have emotions or greed, nor does it need to have the ability to cooperate as a team.
The very establishment of the Pantheon was contrary to the laws of the universe.
Once they are tainted by human emotions, they will be more stubborn and harder to persuade than ordinary creatures.
Sargeras was like that; his reason told him that tearing Aman'Thul's soul apart, preventing his resurrection forever, was the right choice, but he couldn't do it.
"We're brothers."
Sargeras kept muttering to himself, caught in an emotional conflict.
The Titans so incredibly powerful that no one could influence their choices or change their stubbornness and prejudices.
"Aman'Thul, you've won. We're brothers, so I can't kill you."
Sargeras imprisoned Aman'Thul's weakened soul, then said with utmost composure:
"But I can kill your beloved, Elune, and nip all your ambitions in the bud. No, God, what have you done? Damn it, Aman'Thul, you're a madman."
Sargeras glared angrily at Aman'Thul was still wearing a robe in his spirit form. This was a kind of disguise ability for the soul, serving no other purpose than decoration, but a large piece was missing beneath the robe.
Aman'Thul's most important soul core is missing. This is a vital component of the Titans. Once the soul core is destroyed, they will die completely and never be able to be resurrected.
Sargeras glared fiercely at the moon. His soul core resided on the Above the Moon, where the fragmented soul of the Elune had merged with it, becoming inseparable. Even with Sargeras's power, he could not separate them.
Killing Elune, is the same as killing Aman'Thul.
"Aman'Thul, you're forcing me to kill you! Tell me, why are you doing this?" Sargeras's flaming hand reached for the moon, for Aman'Thul's soul core.
Everything was already crystal clear; even ordinary people could see the cruel future.
Aman'Thul secretly gave his core to Elune, the Elune only needs a very short period of time, such as ten thousand years, to completely absorb the core.
If one were to gain the power of Titans, to what extent could the former Nature and Life Lord recover? Even if it were only half of its former power, it would be extremely dangerous.
Aman'Thul stared coldly at Sargeras with a bitter smile on his face.
"Heh, Sargeras, welcome to the mortal world. The mortal world is so irrational, for example, there are many fools who would give everything for love, and behaviors that are hard for others to understand. Look, I am a fool."
"You must make a difficult choice: go against your nature and follow reason, or stick to your principles even when you know it's wrong. I've been Corruption by mortals, acquiring their vile nature. My only conclusion about the mortal world is that mortals never learn; they always repeat the same mistakes. Mortals are like that, and so are we Titans. You won't kill me, nor will you kill my beloved, will you?"
Elune, has begun to merge with Aman'Thul's soul core, and her condition is much better now. Of course, completely absorbing this core will take a considerable amount of time. Elune looks at the conflicted Sargeras with a smile:
"I will always remember the Timeline of being besieged by the gods. I knew long ago that transcendent beings like the Titans, Void Lords, Death Lords, and Holy Light Lords were only temporarily allied against each other. And that is indeed the case. In that battle, I lost almost all my power, but the Holy Light and the Death Lord also died mysteriously. No one knows better than me that I was not the one who killed them."
"Sargeras, remember this: the most powerful entities in the universe cannot cooperate, for you are all enemies, destined to fight to the death. Even mortals know this simple truth; while joining forces against an enemy, they never forget to plot against their comrades. As the most powerful Titans, why can't you do it?"
Faced with the Moon Goddess's sarcastic remarks, Sargeras hesitated, unable to bring his large hand down to grasp her.
At this moment, killing Elune, would be as easy as turning his hand, but he couldn't overcome the obstacle in his heart. Sargeras revealed a dejected expression:
"Yes, Aman'Thul, everything is as you predicted. I cannot kill my brother."
With a long sigh, Sargeras withdrew his hand from the Moon Goddess, his eyes filled with loneliness and desolation.
"Before the Pantheon was established, I fought alone in the dark universe, unaware of what loneliness was. The Pantheon is full of injustices; you intended to use us from the very beginning, but you made me realize the horror of loneliness. I cannot kill you, and I cannot imagine how I will face the cold, dark universe alone for the almost endless years to come."
"Aman'Thul, no matter what, I will let you live to stay with me until the end of your life, but don't think your plot has succeeded. The Moon Goddess will not be able to smoothly merge with the core of the Titans, because I will not allow it."
Sargeras's massive hand reached for the nebula formed after Aman'Thul's fall, a powerful essence left behind by a Titans, containing almost inexhaustible strength.
Sargeras pondered for a moment, then first channeled some of the nebula's power toward Azeroth, repairing the damage to the Azeroth Continent, and then used the power of the Titans to blow away the dust that covered the planet's surface.
Without Sargeras's help, this dust would have shrouded the planet for centuries, blocking out the sunlight, and all life would have perished.
The surviving beings of Azeroth were finally able to see the night sky again, and all the terrible natural disasters such as volcanoes, earthquakes, tsunamis, and hurricanes ceased. Although the continent was torn apart, it finally became a planet suitable for life to thrive once more.
The various calamities that were difficult for mortals to withstand were easily overcome by the great Titans. Subsequently, Sargeras used most of the remaining Titans essence in the nebula to condense an avatar that was exactly the same as himself.
Aman'Thul looked at Sargeras in surprise and asked uneasily, "My brother, what are you doing?"
"Aman'Thul, you are the master of time; let time decide everything."
Sargeras's eyes shone brightly. He was a Titans, and although he did not have Aman'Thul's ability to control time, he could still vaguely foresee the future through his powerful calculation abilities.
"This avatar of mine will remain on Azeroth Planet, guarding this planet for ten thousand years. During these ten thousand years, Elune will not be able to merge with your core. I firmly believe that humble mortals can create miracles. Mortal emotions, mortal Destinies —let mortals solve all their problems."
Finally, Sargeras solemnly removed his weapon and handed it to his clone, his gaze Tranquility.