Putting out Fires

Around Gol Inath, the huge tree at the center of the Crimson Forest, in the east of Drustvar, hooded figures placed shadowy seeds. The seeds would give out a murky blue and black smoke, it seemed illusory, like if it was connected to a different world.

"Soon this forest shall be under our master's command, and so will every life be under their rule, Twilight Comes brothers!!" Said a zealot who looked like the leader of the hooded figures.

"Twilight Comes!!" The other zealots repeated after him.

The zealots had been careful to not attract attention, anyone who knew of them would likely die mysteriously or disappear, afterall it was not yet the time for them to show their faces.

Even if they had to hide themselves it did not mean that they were not around working on the plans laid out by their masters, seeding discord, undermining kingdoms and expanding their influence ever so slowly, like a slow rising flood that would only be noticed once it was too late.

They were everywhere, from the cold lands of Northrend, to the scorching deserts of Silithus, the deepest of the ocean to the highest palaces of the Elemental Lord of Air. In the shadows they thrived and grew, waiting for when their enemies were weak and them strong.

All for the Hour of Twilight, when all the prisons that shackled their gods would be destroyed, and they would once again revive their ancient empire and drown the world in shadow.

Their empire would herald the coming of the titan who would bring a new age, after they corrupted the world soul of Azeroth ir would be the champion of the Void, a Void Titan.

No Burning Legion or even the whole Pantheon of Titans would be able to stop it, the universe would know only Void.

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It has been a whole month since his party arrived in Drustvar, Theo has been going busily all over thr place to fight against localized focus of infection of the Nightmare, it went to show him how far spread was the influence of the Twilight Hammer, the organization of zealots who serve the Old Gods.

The world he was in was much, much bigger than the game he played, cities were massive, deaths were real and the economy complex...

That was what made him realize how scary these twilight bastards were... even on such a large world they still managed to cover such huge areas with small seeds that looked small and not at all troublesome first, but given a some years would cover the whole forest and link it to the Nightmare.

He had then to spend alot of time hunting for these seeds, thankfully his heightened perception after his transformation had made this job easier.

All he had to do was sense a disturbing Will in his surroundings and trace it to its source, and slowly but surely clean the forests around Drustvar.

There had been times where he was ambushed in the middle of searching for these seeds, but the cultists looked to be too weak to fight him at the moment.

Afterall the zealots of the Twilight Hammer were still not strong enough to be high profile for a reason, they needed to capture elementals, receive blessings and be infused with shadow magic from their masters, and those masters were still shackled and fighting to free themselves, they could give them plans but not much power at the moment.

The zealots would use shadow magic to try and either suck the power away of their targets, mind attacks to overwhelm their foes and control them or to blast away with shadow energy in a bid to wipe them out.

I had high resistance against shadow magic due to being able to wield the Light and was adept at mind magic also, making them very vulnerable towards me.

After around five ambushes they quit trying to hold me in small numbers, I suspected they were trying to setup something big and have me fall into it... I would oblige them, I was sick of the long chase of these rats.

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Preparations were ready to go and deal with the source of those seeds, Gorak Tol who was trapped in Thros, The Blighted Lands, would have to be dealt with, but first they had to destroy the little fires around, and eliminate the pesky cultists, what if they went after Selia before he confronted them?

It was usually wise to tight the rope around the neck of these operations, afterall even them had manpower constraints, and their organization would suffer a terrible setback if they lost too many members at this initial stage.

Since the Twilight Hammer was a worldwide organization and not contained as Gorak Tol, it was better to take the chances to weaken them, the Old Gods wouldn't leave Theo alone afterall, none was safe from them, Selia was still vulnerable to their whispers and needed his constant Light treatment to undo curses and corruption.

Now he was chasing a small group into the trap they had surely prepared, he brought Emmarel along to help neutralize the casters and spot the traps.

As he went after the fleeing cultists into the Crimson Forest he saw that the air was growing disturbing, the air was stale and the elements were drowsy, they really went all or nothing in this trap, this something very noticeable, they could even attract the attention of the government way sooner than intended with such a move.

It was even all prepared for him... it was almost touching how much they cared for him, almost...

His elemental powers were dificult to use in this place, which meant it would be Light, physical attacks and dragon breaths in this situation.

Arriving at the center of the Crimson Forest they saw what looked like a twisted realm where nature seemed to be in an always starved and perpetually in agony.

The trees would eat the animals and each other, animals would eat their own kind and rot while their bodies mutated and became abominations.

A scene of Nightmares indeed.