"This is your Destiny, Maiev. Opportunity only favors the prepared mind." The monster tempted Maiev little by little.
The monster disguised as Illidan was absolutely right; Maiev possesses ambitions as strong as her power.
However, Maiev was cautious enough that persuading her was not an easy task.
While talking to Maiev during his monster adventure, he also revealed too much of his true nature.
"Who exactly are you?" Maiev stared intently at the monster, asking suspiciously, "You're not Illidan at all. I know Illidan very well; he wouldn't have such a powerful ambition."
The monster, seemingly prepared, calmly explained, "Maiev, people change. In the Burning Legion, I learned a great deal from the most cunning Demons in the universe, realizing that I was once a fool. I am very grateful to those vicious Demons; they showed me my own folly, and I am no longer the same person I once was."
"They've also instilled ambition in you," Maiev said with a smile. Although she still had doubts, she understood. Maiev hesitated for a moment. "I need time. You know, preparing a rebellion isn't easy."
The monster said solemnly, "Remember, Maiev, that wasn't a rebellion. It was for the Night Elves, for Azeroth, to free our people from the Evil rule of the Moon Goddess. You were doing a Justice cause that would benefit the people."
"A Justice cause, well said." Maiev slammed her hand on the table and stood up, her brows furrowed.
In a dark corner unnoticed by the monster and Maiev, a Shadow Serpents lurked in the shadows, coldly observing everything.
A bizarre dream ended, Maiev, upon waking, immediately ran to the deepest part of the Vault of the Wardens. A monster bound to a pillar gave her a meaningful look, making Maiev realize that it was no ordinary dream.
"What should I do?"
Afterwards, Maiev, having calmed down, couldn't sleep well, lost in thought.
All living beings have a tendency to be lazy, content with the status quo, and just getting by.
Maiev wouldn't dare attempt something as dangerous as rebellion unless she was forced into a desperate situation, as it's a matter of life and death and extremely difficult to execute.
Maiev's predicament lies with Illidan himself. She cannot subdue Illidan, and therefore cannot explain herself to Tyrande. In order to protect her position, she has no choice but to take a risk.
Outside the Vault of the Wardens, two mysterious figures have been there for some time.
Since Aman'Thul shattered the continents, causing Sundering, Queen Azshara and the Highborne have been recuperating. The Night Elf civilization was severed by the Moon Goddess, but the Highborne remained unaffected.
Compared to ordinary Night Elves, Highborne who have mastered the complete heritage are practically gods. Their various spells are so incredible that ordinary Night Elves simply cannot understand them.
When Queen Azshara learned that Illidan's shed Demons body had been imprisoned by Tyrande, she realized that there must be something wrong. Even the wise Queen Azshara did not expect that the Demons body contained a complete consciousness.
The ability to impersonate Illidan is definitely not the work of a new consciousness; it must be a meticulously planned conspiracy.
Therefore, Robbie and Illidan secretly entered the Azeroth. They carefully avoided the moonlight so that the Moon Goddess would not notice them. After several days of travel, they arrived outside the Vault of the Wardens.
Illidan wore a thick robe, his head and face covered by a hood. He had completely reverted to his Night Elf form. Although he could still use Fel, he was now free from its harmful effects.
Along the way, witnessing the Night Elf race revert to a primitive way of life, lacking the powerful magic of the Well of Eternity and the exceptionally convenient spells, forced to engage in hand-to-hand combat with wild beasts for survival, shedding blood and sacrificing themselves, Illidan was filled with deep emotion:
"How ironic that a self-proclaimed benevolent and compassionate God has become the greatest obstacle to the progress of living beings."
Robbie nodded. "Because God is just a more powerful being, and also has ambition and desires."
Before the Sundering, the Night Elf race lived at the pinnacle of this world, carefree and disregarding all other races—a dream that now seems all too real.
The Vault of the Wardens, a group of Watchers who only relied on brute force and simple Shadow Magic to fight, were completely unable to detect Robbie and Illidan. Illidan used magic to scout everything inside the Vault of the Wardens, and was particularly interested in the monsters on the pillars.
"This monster possesses all my memories," Illidan exclaimed in astonishment. Copying a complete set of memories was no easy feat, and Illidan quickly concluded:
"He must possess extremely powerful magic, perhaps even more powerful than us Highborne."
"The Pantheon, Aman'Thul." Robbie came to this conclusion naturally; it wasn't difficult at all.
"How should we deal with this?" Illidan was somewhat confused. He used the magic of the Shadow Serpent to enter the dream that the monster had woven for Maiev and spy on it, uncovering the monster's plot.
Robbie said slowly, "Although Malfurion and Tyrande are annoying, their harm is predictable; they merely keep the Night Elves content with the status quo. This monster connected to Aman'Thul poses an unpredictable threat to Azeroth, and we cannot let his scheme succeed."
"Should we kill him?" Illidan said viciously.
Robbie for a long time, and suddenly he understood a lot.
Ten thousand years later, Illidan escaped from prison and fought Arthas at the Frozen Throne. He later entered Outland and allied with Vashj and Kael'thas to establish his own power, but was defeated and died at the Black Temple.
When the Burning Legion returned to Azeroth, Xe'ra, the Mother of Goddess, prophesied that Illidan was the Child of the Holy Light and successfully resurrected Illidan.
After his rebirth, Illidan immediately shone brightly, creating a series of great achievements, which can be described as a great miracle.
For example, he led the people of Azeroth to invade Argus Planet of the Burning Legion, rescued several imprisoned Titans, and sealed Sargeras away.
This is simply unbelievable. Under Illidan's leadership, these natives of Azeroth have accomplished what even the Titans couldn't. Illidan himself dared to confront the Dark Titan Sargeras.
Based on these observations from ancient times, all the mysteries were finally solved.
The Illidan of ten thousand years later was actually a Titans in disguise. This explains the death of Mother of Holy Light Xe'ra: Xe'ra wanted to corrupt a Titans with the Holy Light, and Illidan killed Xe'ra to silence her.
But now, everything is quietly changing, and the outcome is different from before.
"Illidan, do you believe in Destiny?" Robbie suddenly asked.
Illidan was stunned for a moment, looking puzzled. Robbie explained:
"Some things are destined. We can change the outcome, but we can't change the process. If you hadn't left Mount Hyjal and entered Azshara City with Xavius, you would be the one imprisoned in the Vault of the Wardens now."
"Me?" Illidan was completely baffled.
"Yes, your soul has been devoured by darkness, and your body has been possessed by the dark consciousness of the Titans." Robbie shrugged. "Let's leave it at that and let this dark consciousness take your Destiny."