Twilight Judgment

At the End of Time, Malygos came to this place countless times; it was the moment he least wanted to see. The end of all things, Azeroth returned to chaos. Deathwing's colossal form merged with the Wyrmrest Temple. His death marked the end of an era for the entire world.

Malygos had vowed to change all of this, which was one of the original intentions behind the creation of the Infinite Dragonflight. He sought Nathanos's help, and the Forsaken leader claimed to have arranged everything. The Infinite Dragonlord Aspect was filled with hope, and during this time he lingered at the End of Time, searching for signs that the harsh reality would change. To this end, he observed the Wyrmrest Temple and the dragon's guardian sanctuary, capturing even the slightest difference. He, too, hoped that things would change.

"Alexstrasza." Malygos arrived at the Ruby Dragonshrine. The skeleton of the Queen of Dragons was worn by the wind and sand. The crimson gems hanging from the chains below her jawbone were dull and lifeless, as if to indicate that the flame of life had been extinguished.

Malygos shook his head in anguish. Such a vibrant force, yet facing such a tragic demise.

The Twilight Judgment! That will never be the end of the world. The Infinite Dragonlord gritted his teeth, pondering how long it would take for the changes Nathanos had promised to materialize. He was losing patience.

Perhaps the changes are happening elsewhere. Malygos thought. Are things different now in the Blue and Green Dragon Sanctuaries? He quickly dismissed his own assumption. Alexstrasza represents life; only when she lives can life take form. Without the Queen of Dragons, the Arcanist and the Awakened could not possibly exist.

Over the next few days, Malygos gradually lost faith, and he began to wander aimlessly around Alexstrasza's skeleton. Had Nathanos's plan failed? The Infinite Dragonlord wondered in despair. All that the Witherer had done was meaningless; the End of Time was still here, and the Twilight Judgment had not been stopped.

"Nathanos, you promised to stop all this," he complained, his eyes wide, oblivious to what he was seeing. Numerous lush plants were breaking through the white snow crust, sprouting from the earth.

What was happening? Malygos stopped, straining to see what he was seeing. But it was impossible. Life had been lost; the barren land of Dragonblight should never again be green.

In a flash, Malygos understood something. He immediately transformed back into his dragon form and soared into the air. The Guardian stared intently at the Life-Binder, his eyes filled with anticipation. For a long time, he couldn't even exhale.

The eyes of the King of Eternity shone brightly, and the dark clouds above the Wyrmrest Temple began to be broken through by the sunlight. In the dawn, Malygos finally saw it. On the three sacred lands of Ruby, Azure, and Emerald, the remains of the Guardian Dragons were disappearing, their bodies radiating golden light. Malygos almost cried out in triumph; the End of Time had changed, and the disappearance of the Guardian Dragons at this moment meant they had lived in the past; Chromatus had not triumphed.

If that's the case, then in the final Twilight Judgment, the Alliance and the Horde will receive the aid of the Guardian Dragons. Does this mean Deathwing's fate will be different? Malygos turned to look at the Wyrmrest Temple, the gap between hope and despair once again leaving him exhausted. The body made of metal and flames still stood atop the spire. Neltharion remained unchanged.

"Deathwing still won?" Malygos exclaimed in shock. "The defeat of Azeroth couldn't be reversed, how could this be?"

The Infinite Dragonlord initially disbelieved all of this, but the latest anomalies in the Dragon Sanctuary directly proved that what he had seen was true. People had appeared in place of the original Guardian Dragons, including those from the Obsidian Dragonshrine.

In the Obsidian Dragonshrine, a herd of black dragons dwelled, led by a Tauren filled with resentment and rage. Malygos recognized him as Baine Bloodhoof, the new Great Chief of the Tauren. His father had recently perished in a duel with Garrosh Grommash Horde. The loss of his father and his inability to protect the world from destruction had transformed Baine into a monstrous figure of rage.

There was also the Azure Dragonshrine, where purple and blue magic had left unhealable cracks in the ground. Malygos was surprised to find an Alliance army of humans, Dwarf, and High Elf patrolling there, but they were all ghosts. Where was their leader? Malygos looked around but couldn't see the commander of this force.

The Emerald Dragonshrine was shrouded in darkness. Malygos spat out a mouthful of yellow sand towards that spot. The scattered grains of sand became the Infinite Dragonlord Aspect's tool for sensing the situation in the shadows. It turned out to be fraught with danger; a group of well-trained Night Elf sentinels had occupied this wasteland. The lake at the center of the Abomination, once Ysera's resting place, had now become the meditation spot for the Night Elf leader. Tyrande Whisperwind, High Priestess of Elune, wandered helplessly across the wasteland. She was enveloped in eternal darkness, barely able to see Elune's comforting light.

"What has appeared on the Ruby Dragonshrine again?" Malygos knew almost without thinking that similar changes had occurred on the Red Dragon's territory as on other sanctuaries. When he returned to his original spot, he saw a figure kneeling on one knee on the dark purple ground, meditating, as if everything happening around him was irrelevant. Malygos flapped his wings, trying to attract the person's attention, but the other party did not respond in any way.

"Who are you?" he asked abruptly.

At that moment, a hollow, hoarse, and lifeless voice came from under the man's cloak.

"It's all over."

"Nathanos?" Malygos shocked, but he quickly realized that this was not the Witherer himself, but a lingering shadow left after the Twilight Judgment, the obsession of the Forsaken leader.

"I have lost everything and cannot find peace," he said, wandering alone on the scorched earth of the Ruby Dragonshrine, waiting anxiously, yearning to unleash his dark fury upon all living things in the ruins.

"No, this isn't real." Malygos; he had to stop it all. The changes at the End of Time brought hope while simultaneously creating new crises.

This change made Malygos more convinced that fate could be reversed, except that the Infinite Dragonlord hoped it could be better, or even... that there would be no more End of Time.

"The Twilight Judgment is not over yet. I must tell Nathanos. I must tell him."