God of Deadly Poison

Since the Guardian of Nature had established the divine kingdom of Azeroth here and formed a pantheon, the cold, desolate void at the outskirts of the Heavenly Realm had drawn more and more attention. Today, it was livelier than it had ever been in history.

Wave after wave of true gods arrived at the Azeroth plane. Some preferred peace and quiet, coming alone or gathering with two or three close friends.

Those true gods who favored grandeur arrived with attendants and carriages in tow. Wherever they went, radiance billowed like clouds, heavenly flowers scattered through the air, as though the rising sun had appeared and divine miracles had descended.

Yet no matter which true god it was, as long as they had descended an incarnation today, they would reveal the wondrous signs of a true god within the void...