United States, California.
As a new day arrived, people awoke from their dreams and began another day of work. Meanwhile, two figures stood on an overpass, coldly glaring at the entrance in the distance beneath the BLIZZARD sign.
"Is that the place?"
A woman covered from head to toe in black scales, with a pair of withered wings that were little more than skeletal frames growing from her back, asked in a low voice.
Then, a white-haired girl in a military uniform appeared beside her.
"That's right, Queen of Blades. That is where your creator resides."
"Hehehe... So we were all created by them, and everything we suffered was born of these mortals' delusions?"
On the other side, a woman carrying a longbow, her skin an iron-blue hue beneath her cloak, spoke through gritted teeth.
"Precisely so, Your Majesty Sylvanas. They irresponsibly created your worlds and bestowed tragic fates upon you. And now, it is time for you to take your revenge."
"You don't need to tell me that!"
The Queen of Blades glared at the girl in uniform. The latter lowered her head and vanished backward. Immediately afterward, the earth split open, and Zerglings burrowed out from beneath the ground. At the same time, hundreds of undead soldiers crawled up from beneath the earth beside Sylvanas and stood behind her.
"Kill them all."
Then, the Queen of Wraith issued her order coldly.
"Let these creators have a proper taste of our hatred and fury!"
At her command, the Swarm and the undead charged forward with roars.
For the people of California, this was destined to be an unforgettable day.
An office worker rushing to work sped down the highway in his car. Then, something suddenly flashed before him. A thunderous bang followed, and the terrified worker slammed on the