Ok i know that i made the prologue kinda late but here it is be sure to leave comments and honest opinions... but don't be harsh lol
Prologue:
A small ball of fire formed in Draenor's hand as he looked up to the door of the castle. In the top window he could see his father, Incenerous, sitting there and doing nothing. Draenor grew weary of seeing the same thing over and over again, his father sitting in the same position doing nothing but growing more useless and obese. The ball in Draenor's hand grew and it was time to take his rightful place... as king. He tightly gripped his arm and held the ball in front of him then released it making a gigantic blast of fire that raged and made the door collapse and break into pieces.
Up in the castle Incernorous could hear a blast in the lower corridors of his great castle. He looked at his Isoris servents and nudged them away telling them to go investigate this disturbance. The man-like birds bowed then spread out their wings and took flight outside of the window. Incernorous wasn't sure what the disturbance was but he was almost sure that it was his son... Draenor.
Draenor turned to find two surprised Isori staring at him.
"Master Draenor... we knew that this day would come," said one of them, "but we didn't think you'd be so foolish as to make such a grand entrance."
Draenor didn't answer. Under his hood the Isori could see a small, sinister grin. He finally answered.
"Am I really the foolish one? You two just made my trip upstairs 10x easier."
Incenerous could still here noise, loud booms and the screams of an Isoris. Then behind him he could here the flapping of wings a sudden gust of wind came through the window breaking it and shivering the Incenerous's scales. A hooded figure appeared in the window being carried by a winged creature. The figure lunged himself through the broken window and then stood as the two stared at each other. He removed his hood and indeed it was Draenor...
"So the day has finally come..." Incenerous said "you will not get my throne easily."
At the speed of light Draenor appeared behind Incenerous nudging his blade to his back and whispering to him:
"Oh but I will... you are old and weak and do not stand the smallest chance against me."
"Before you kill me... please tell me... why? Why would you want to?"
"The world has been at peace for much too long my father... and it's time for evil to reign... Besides that there is also the fact that you have held rule over this kingdom for nearly 300 years but it's only progressed as if it's been 5. You sit down every day in the same spot and do the same thing nothing changes."
Incenerous looked down, "You are a sick man Draenor... peace is the only thing that stops madness and without war will surely break out."
"Silence old man," he lunged the sword into his body, "and die quietly."
The next day:
Draenor looked out of the window as he held his sword. Incenerous's reign was over and Draenor's rightful place was taken. The darkness consumed him even more then before... and he enjoyed it...
Prologue:
A small ball of fire formed in Draenor's hand as he looked up to the door of the castle. In the top window he could see his father, Incenerous, sitting there and doing nothing. Draenor grew weary of seeing the same thing over and over again, his father sitting in the same position doing nothing but growing more useless and obese. The ball in Draenor's hand grew and it was time to take his rightful place... as king. He tightly gripped his arm and held the ball in front of him then released it making a gigantic blast of fire that raged and made the door collapse and break into pieces.
Up in the castle Incernorous could hear a blast in the lower corridors of his great castle. He looked at his Isoris servents and nudged them away telling them to go investigate this disturbance. The man-like birds bowed then spread out their wings and took flight outside of the window. Incernorous wasn't sure what the disturbance was but he was almost sure that it was his son... Draenor.
Draenor turned to find two surprised Isori staring at him.
"Master Draenor... we knew that this day would come," said one of them, "but we didn't think you'd be so foolish as to make such a grand entrance."
Draenor didn't answer. Under his hood the Isori could see a small, sinister grin. He finally answered.
"Am I really the foolish one? You two just made my trip upstairs 10x easier."
Incenerous could still here noise, loud booms and the screams of an Isoris. Then behind him he could here the flapping of wings a sudden gust of wind came through the window breaking it and shivering the Incenerous's scales. A hooded figure appeared in the window being carried by a winged creature. The figure lunged himself through the broken window and then stood as the two stared at each other. He removed his hood and indeed it was Draenor...
"So the day has finally come..." Incenerous said "you will not get my throne easily."
At the speed of light Draenor appeared behind Incenerous nudging his blade to his back and whispering to him:
"Oh but I will... you are old and weak and do not stand the smallest chance against me."
"Before you kill me... please tell me... why? Why would you want to?"
"The world has been at peace for much too long my father... and it's time for evil to reign... Besides that there is also the fact that you have held rule over this kingdom for nearly 300 years but it's only progressed as if it's been 5. You sit down every day in the same spot and do the same thing nothing changes."
Incenerous looked down, "You are a sick man Draenor... peace is the only thing that stops madness and without war will surely break out."
"Silence old man," he lunged the sword into his body, "and die quietly."
The next day:
Draenor looked out of the window as he held his sword. Incenerous's reign was over and Draenor's rightful place was taken. The darkness consumed him even more then before... and he enjoyed it...
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