Arrival and the Beginning of Everything

Pain... darkness...

Hu Feng could no longer remember how long he had suffered in this endless void.

He had once been an ordinary, cynical shut-in on Earth. After being beaten down by society time and again, after suffering setback after setback, Hu Feng had always prayed to the gods in heaven, Let me transmigrate, please. I don't want to live this kind of life anymore!

So unfortunate Hu Feng was also fortunate. Some force truly answered him in the unseen darkness. Then, Hu Feng got his wish and transmigrated. And then, he appeared in this endless darkness and began enduring torment.

Hu Feng could feel his body being torn apart again and again, only to be restored once more.

A painful, endless cycle.

Within this space, Hu Feng could see only two colors: black and green. Those two forces were also the ones tormenting him. He could endure no more. The fear and wailing filling his heart instantly turned into rage, and brutality flooded his mind.

Come on! Kill me!

Kill me!

If I don't die, I'll definitely take revenge! I'll pay you back a hundredfold, a thousandfold!

No matter what the hell you are!

The two forces seemed to hear the soundless roar emitted by Hu Feng's now skeletal jaw, and for the first time, they paused. Then they plunged into Hu Feng's heart together, flowing through his body like blood.

Black energy transformed Hu Feng's left side. His left arm turned to dust, then black energy gathered like flowing water, rapidly forming a new arm covered in faintly glowing patterns. The eyeball in his left eye had vanished, replaced by a lively, flickering mass of black flame.

Not to be outdone, the green energy ignited into raging fel fire across his right side before gradually shrinking into his body and becoming runes that radiated green light. His right eye became a mass of violent green fire.

Both forces tried to invade his heart, but a third, mysterious golden energy blocked them. Then nerves like countless tentacles spread in every direction, and Hu Feng felt control over his body slowly return. Just then, unfamiliar memories surged into his mind. Hu Feng shuddered and began desperately digesting them.

He had not even been born yet. He was still inside an egg! And the egg incubating him was a planet! His name was Sargeras, no—Sarodar. He was a Titan God, a newborn Titan who had yet to be born.

The owners of the two forces that had sought to kill him, only to be assimilated and absorbed by him in the end, were now outside his World Egg.

The holders of the black energy were the Void Lords. They were incarnations of the void, a group dedicated to returning the universe and all creation to its original nothingness.

The holder of the green energy was a Titan God, the fallen Dark Titan Sargeras. Every newborn Titan instinctively possessed memories of their kin. From those memories, Hu Feng knew that this Dark Titan had disagreed with his brethren, believing that the only way to stop the Void Lords was to destroy the entire universe and then rebuild it.

The Void Lords had always searched for unborn Titans, seeking to corrupt them and turn them into their lackeys and pawns. That was why the Dark Titan Sargeras had tried to kill Hu Feng with fel energy before Void Energy could corrupt him.

After enduring torture and resisting for so long, the newborn Titan had been on the verge of corruption and death. In desperation, he sensed Hu Feng's prayers and forcibly fused with him. In the end, Hu Feng's will devoured the newborn Titan's will, replacing him as the Titan Sarodar.

Now, both sides had stopped fighting, their gazes focused on the planet called Sarodar.

At this moment, the planet was deathly silent, without the slightest trace of life. The Dark Titan Sargeras let out several low chuckles. His body was incomparably immense; planets were no bigger than balls in his eyes. Behind him stretched the boundless Burning Legion, composed of all manner of demons.

"Void Lords... I told you long ago that you would fail. Then this universe will burn to ashes, and you will be buried alongside it."

As for the Void Lords, their bodies were hidden within the constantly twisting, roiling black void. Countless eyes stared coldly at Sargeras.

"This is merely a minor failure. This newborn Titan was too weak. Even if we had corrupted him successfully, he would have been useless. But you, Dark Titan, you killed your own kin with your own hands. It must feel wonderful, you..."

Before the Void Lord could finish, a disturbance in the energy interrupted him. The planet Sarodar suddenly erupted with a violent torrent of energy. To both sides' shock, golden Titan divine power led the torrent, drawing Void Energy and fel energy with it as it spread outward and attacked them. At the same time, frantic whispers filled this region of the universe.

"You wanted to corrupt me? You wanted to kill me? You're not far from death!" Hu Feng's voice reached the ears of the Void Lords and Sargeras, and both immediately defended against the incoming mixed energy.

After a brilliant flash, both sides gradually realized that although the force appeared powerful, it possessed little actual offensive strength. Startled, they reacted at once. But after they dispersed the energy torrent, the place where the planet Sarodar had originally been was completely empty.

The Dark Titan Sargeras was furious at first, then thoughtful, and finally burst into wild laughter. "Foolish Void Lords, you wanted to corrupt a Titan? Look at the result now! Hahahahaha... We personally created a Titan capable of commanding both the void and dark fel energy! And he has yet to comprehend his own divine domain! Just as he said, you are not far from death! Hahahahaha!" With that, the Titan's enormous body and the endless demon army behind him slowly faded from the universe and departed.

Only the Void Lords remained in the universe, raging in helpless fury.

As for Hu Feng, he was currently controlling his egg—the planet Sarodar—as it kept jumping through space without any discernible pattern. Both sides possessed power capable of destroying worlds. Hu Feng did not dare assume their search and pursuit would be slow.

After wandering through space aimlessly for a long time, Hu Feng suddenly felt a summons. He immediately realized that it came from another unborn Titan! Only unborn Titans could sense equally unborn kin. However, Titan Gods were exceedingly rare. Including the Dark Titan Sargeras, there were fewer than ten members of the Titan Pantheon in the inherited memories, each with their own divine domain.

The rest were Lesser Titans and Titan Constructs, lifeforms made of steel. For Hu Feng to jump through space so randomly and accidentally approach an undiscovered newborn Titan could only be called protagonist luck...

Hu Feng immediately headed toward the source of the sensation. After a long time, space rippled within a star system, and the planet Sarodar appeared there.

This was an extraordinarily beautiful star system, secluded, hidden, and beautiful like a paradise untouched by the world. Colorful galactic arms slowly flowed. Unlike the violent cosmic winds outside, the planets in this system radiated gentle, tranquil energy, with streams of crystal-colored energy weaving among them. Hu Feng spotted his target at a glance, as though that planet was naturally meant to stand apart from all others.

A message without conscious intent reached him, and Hu Feng learned that this planet was called Azeroth. In Titan language, it meant Starlight Land.

A newborn Titan slept in the planet's core, but she was still far too young—so young that she did not even possess consciousness yet, only instinctively releasing a signal that called to her kin. From his memories, Hu Feng also learned that the Titans had come here long, long ago and discovered Azeroth. Several Old Gods, servants of the Void Lords, had discovered her as well.

A great battle followed. Before the Old Gods could send word to the Void Lords, they were defeated by the Titans' Titan Constructs and sealed beneath the earth. To protect Azeroth, the Titans destroyed all records of her coordinates and set up layer upon layer of defensive measures. These wards prevented even the Void Lords—and even the Titans themselves—from reaching or finding this place.

Hu Feng was overjoyed. This star system was practically the perfect refuge. As long as he kept a low profile here and did not deliberately release energy fluctuations powerful enough to shake the universe, no one would discover him. Besides, this newborn Titan called Azeroth would become his future ally. Hu Feng was not foolish enough to face the Void Lords and the Dark Titan Sargeras alone.

Therefore, Hu Feng desperately needed allies and a power of his own. Having become an immortal Titan, what he lacked least was time. Over the long years ahead, he could slowly approach Azeroth and instill certain ideas in her. Azeroth, blank as a sheet of paper, would surely become his most steadfast and loyal ally in the future.

Hu Feng slowly moved the planet Sarodar closer to Azeroth, finally positioning them at the same distance as Earth and the Moon in his previous life. Then he began observing Azeroth.

At this time, Azeroth had only one massive continent, entirely primitive and natural in appearance. Mountains, rivers, and basins were scattered across it, while buildings and ruins left by Titan Constructs could be seen in all four directions.

At the center of the continent, a lake emitting intense fluctuations caught Hu Feng's attention. His memories told him this was where the battle had been fiercest. The powerful attacks had even wounded Azeroth, and divine blood had surged from the ground, gathering into a lake with tremendous power.

Intelligent life had already appeared on the planet. They were primates roughly two meters tall, with large feet, long pointed ears, two fangs protruding from their mouths, and hunched backs. More of these intelligent beings gathered around the central lake, with villages and tribes scattered along its shores.

As time passed, the creatures living near the lake slowly began to change, growing different from their kin elsewhere on the continent. Their savage fangs disappeared, their height shrank to around 1.7 or 1.8 meters, their hunched bodies straightened, and their rough skin became smooth. Their skin turned purple, light purple, or white, while long silver-white hair paired with their pointed ears gave them an exceptional beauty. They began calling themselves Night Elves, no longer acknowledging the savage creatures elsewhere on the continent as kin, instead calling them Trolls.

The Night Elves consolidated their villages and tribes and began establishing a nation. The lake was now called the Well of Eternity, and beside it, the Night Elves built a vast and glorious city as their capital. The city was called Eldarath, named in honor of their queen—the Light of Lights, the Thousand Moon Light, the Moon among Moons—Queen Azshara.

During the Night Elves' long period of evolution, Hu Feng also seized opportunities to perform miracles several times and win over believers. The first miracle came when the Night Elves were still primitive tribes.

That day, the Night Elves' ancestors continued living their ordinary lives. Elderly elven shamans and Prophets, as usual, knelt by the Well of Eternity to sense magic. Suddenly, the sky darkened, and the Night Elves felt a dignified pressure fill the air around them.

A thick pillar of energy descended from the heavens and shot directly into the waters of the Well of Eternity. Hu Feng had originally intended only to transmit some information to the sleeping Azeroth, so he used a harmless stream of energy mixed with spiritual messages, sending it into Azeroth through the Well of Eternity. However, when he saw more and more Night Elves gathering by the lake, with most already kneeling in prayer, Hu Feng had an idea and decided to recruit some followers while he was at it.

Thus, the pillar of energy slowly faded, and a gigantic eye appeared in the sky, energy of three colors flowing and radiating around it. Shining divine patterns covered the area around the eye, as if the sky were a canvas and the runes had been inscribed upon it.

The Night Elves on the ground immediately erupted into chaos. Some in the noisy, densely packed crowd kept kneeling and worshipping, some lowered their heads and muttered prayers, while others simply stood there in stunned silence... After their initial shock, the elderly shamans and Prophets reacted quickly. Had the God of Magic finally performed a miracle?

"My name is Sarodar, God of Magic and Eternity. Your desire for magic and truth beside my lake has caught my attention. Believe in me, and you shall receive the gift of eternity."

Hu Feng controlled the Divine Eye and made it speak with a voice that thundered through heaven and earth. Immediately afterward, points of light formed from energy descended from the sky. The elderly shamans felt vigor flood their bodies once more, while the young elves either broke through their limits or grew stronger.

Everyone immediately fell to their knees. Countless strands of faith power emerged from within them and connected to Hu Feng. Streams of golden energy condensed from the elves' bodies before shooting fiercely into the sky toward the Divine Eye, making the entire scene even more spectacular. But before the leading elderly elven shaman could speak, the Divine Eye began to fade away.

"Remember your faith, Night Elves. I will always watch over you."

"We will forever worship you with loyalty! God of Magic! May your glory shine across the entire world!" Several elderly shamans knelt on the ground and shouted with fanatical expressions.

From that day on, the Night Elves gained a faith. A church composed of elven mages and Prophets was established, called the Council of Truth. They called themselves Highborne to distinguish themselves from their brethren who could not use magic. The Highborne's emblem and banner bore the Divine Eye Hu Feng had manifested that day. After being refined by elven artistry, it was printed on flags, badges, and even clothing. The Highborne called it the Eye of Truth.

Over those long years, another group of Night Elves also found faith. They worshipped Elune, the Moon God, who had never performed a miracle. After training, they became Moon Priestesses who wielded moonlight energy and established their own organization: the Temple of the Moon.

After the Night Elves established their empire, the Highborne of the Council of Truth became the royal mages in Queen Azshara's court. Meanwhile, the Moon Priestesses of the Temple of the Moon spread far and wide, building temples everywhere to aid and heal the people.

The Night Elf Empire flourished, expanding its territory and gradually occupying most of the continent's hospitable regions. Their former kin, the Trolls, had been beaten into scattered remnants and fled to remote or barren lands to struggle for survival.

The Night Elves were incomparably glorious during this era. They even maintained close and friendly ties with the world's guardians left behind by the Titans, the five Dragon Aspects.

Alexstrasza, the Red Dragon Queen and Life-Binder, whose dragon breath could grant life to dead things.

Ysera, the Green Dragon Queen and guardian of dreams, who governed Azeroth's dream realm, where everything existed in the primal form of this world's nature.

Malygos, the Blue Dragon King and Spell-Weaver, manager of the magical ley lines, who watched over the world's magic and prevented disasters.

Neltharion, the Black Dragon King and guardian of the earth, who controlled all things upon the land.

Nozdormu, the Bronze Dragon King and guardian of time, who traveled through the past and future, watching over the stability of the time stream and preventing it from being disturbed or altered.

The world developed steadily and orderly, but one day, a voice appeared in the mind of Queen Azshara of the Night Elves.

That voice promised that if the Night Elves helped him enter this world, he would create a brand-new world for them, one in which the Night Elves alone would reign supreme. The queen herself would also gain unimaginable power.

All the elves needed to do was use the Well of Eternity to open and maintain a portal. Then the god and his heavenly legion could descend upon this world.

Queen Azshara leaned elegantly against the terrace of the palace tower, gazing at the magnificent Well of Eternity below.

A god, Sargeras, the Burning Legion... It sounds good. A perfect match. The god's wife, Azshara... At the thought, a dreamy smile appeared on Azshara's breathtakingly beautiful face.

A great age was about to begin.

In the forest outside Blackrock Hold, a burst of frenzied energy tore open space, and two figures tumbled out, seemingly dizzy from the fall.

"Uh, Krasus, are we there... Is this ten thousand years ago, on the eve of the Great Sundering? I never thought I'd get to take part in the legendary War of the Ancients..." A handsome human stood up, dusted off his mage robes, and spoke.

Krasus, as he was called, wore a thoughtful expression as he looked around. "Our immediate priority is figuring out why Nozdormu sent us through time to this place. Uh... wait, I can't transform. I can't return to my dragon form. What is going on... Oh no, I understand... There were no humans ten thousand years ago, so the me from ten thousand years ago... was always in dragon form and could not transform... Two identical dragons cannot exist in the same world..."

Just then, an arrow flew toward them and plunged into the ground at their feet, trembling slightly. A small squad of Night Elf Sentries had noticed the disturbance and rushed over.

"Outsiders, state your purpose. Blackrock Hold does not welcome strangers."

Krasus turned and looked at the Night Elves ahead, who had their bows raised. "We are here to help you. A great catastrophe is about to descend. Please take us to Lord Ravencrest immediately."