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This is an awfully one-sided conversation. Did you hear what happened to the rest of the Black Dragonflight? I had them killed. All of them and THEY were family. So, if I were you, I would carefully consider your decision to continue poking me.

The mind is a terrible thing to waste.

You crawl unwitting, like a blind, writhing worm, towards endless madness and despair. I have witnessed the true End Time. This? This is a blessing you simply cannot comprehend!

Know that even as things appear to unravel, they do so with greater purpose.

Unto you is charged the great task of keeping the purity of time. Know that there is only one true timeline, though there are those who would have it otherwise. You must protect it. Without the truth of time as it is meant to unfold, more will be lost than you can possibly imagine. The fabric of reality will unravel. It is a heavy task - the base of all tasks of this world, for nothing can transpire without time.

Take heart, heroes, life will always blossom from the darkest soil!

Surely you were not brought into this world solely to bother me.

It is the fires within that burn the brightest.

To repeat the same action and expect different results is madness.

Compared to all else that has happened, it is a small change to the time line and one of which I approve. The blues will fly the skies again, even though their numbers will not be great even after ten thousand years. But better some, than none.

Mortals! I cannot follow you any further - accept my blessing and use the Hourglass of Time to defeat Murozond!

Excellent work. The fire of my heart glows with a brilliant purity unmatched; every spark of it I will channel into the Dragon Soul.

The "End Time", I once called this place. I had not seen, by then; I did not know. You hope to... what? Stop me, here? Change the fate I worked so tirelessly to weave?

They wanted to hold me, to keep watch over me – a prisoner in all but name. But I will NOT be held accountable for the sins of my father. My destiny will be my own.

I know what you hide from her, from us. It is my fate and curse to know such things and be unable myself to prevent them. Know that I now ask for forgivenes for the wrongs I will cause you in the future, but I must be what I am destined to be... as Malygos is.

The Sands of Time are plentiful but precious. Waste not a single grain.

The Old Gods have been vanquished, yet they were only one threat to Azeroth. Many others loom on the horizon and lurk in the shadows. Know that from this day forth, the black dragonflight will honor its ancient charge and stand in defense of our world... along with its champions.

Since we Aspects first realized our kind was destined to share Azeroth with the young races, we have each taken a visage that allowed us to see the world as they do. Just as importantly, it informs how they perceive us. Do you wish them to see you as a trustworthy sage? A tyrant to be feared? Distant and aloof, or warm and generous? This choice is deeply personal, and it says much about who you are as a dragon. So no, I will not tell you anything that might sway your decision.

I do not share my father's madness.

You do not want to make it onto my list!

It was given unto me to know the very hour and method of my own death. I would never subvert it. But only one of the pathways to my destiny can be correct. And in one unfolding future, I became the leader of the infinite dragonflight. That was why I became lost in the timeways, Thrall. I was seeking understanding of how such a thing came to be. How I, who have always striven to honor the great duty the titans charged me with, could have fallen so far astray.

I have chosen the name "Wrathion." To my knowledge, I am the last of the black dragons. My father was Deathwing, the Worldbreaker, the Aspect of Death, the Destroyer... But I hope you will not hold that against me. I have no love for my father, whose corruption destroyed my race, or for the red dragonflight, who stole away and experimented on my egg to create me.

Varian: "My son. This blade does not belong to darkness. It was forged by valor."
Varok: "And also by honor."
Varian: "Its legacy, and ours, are with you."

No crown. No throne. Not even a soul left for judgement. I hated you, hunted you, and with each selfish act... became you. That is my burden to bear. But your legacy is at an end. Begone, then, Arthas Menethil. May the last whisper of your name fade and be forgotten.

Wir können die Vergangenheit nicht ändern und wir werden in der Zukunft vielleicht nie Vergebung finden, aber Untätigkeit verdammt uns alle.

We cannot change the past, and we may never find forgiveness in the future, but inaction damns us all.

Imbued with the strength of those who defied Domination. That which sought to bind us will be made anew. Behold the Crown of Wills!

Arthas. Ich starb, als ich versuchte, dieses Monster aufzuhalten. Nur um von einem mit meinem Gesicht verfolgt aufzuwachen.

Arthas. I died trying to stop that monster, only to wake up haunted by one with my face.

When Arthas struck me down, Frostmourne shattered my soul. But it was not divided into one part that was noble and another that was cruel.
Rather, it was as if a portion of my consciousness remained frozen in time while the rest of my soul carried on.

Not a Banshee Queen... Not a Ranger-General... But always a Windrunner.

Sylvanas: "Beugt euch freiwillig, oder wir werden euch zwingen!"
Anduin: "Ich dachte, Ihr glaubt an freien Willen, Sylvanas."
Sylvanas: "Wir hatten nie freien Willen, kleiner Löwe. Aber das wird sich ändern."

Sylvanas: "Join us willingly or be made to serve!"
Anduin: "I thought you believed in free will, Sylvanas."
Sylvanas: "We've never had free will, little lion. But that is about to change."

Bolvar: "Strange, is it not? We both lived lives of service, and even after facing death itself, we still feel compelled to serve others."
Darion: "Sometimes the greatest act of service is to be present for those who need us."

Death was not the end I believed it to be. No rest or joyous reunions in the Light awaited me. What I witnessed challenged all I knew. With my final breath, I saw impossible places – worlds within worlds brimming with beings that defied description. It wasn't until the Helm of Domination was placed upon my head that I understood the truth I had seen: Death is not an end, but a beginning.

Bolvar: "I had to make that sacrifice, to keep you and the rest of the world safe from that place. From that power."
Taelia: "But it wasn't just you who made that sacrifice. It was the rest of us, too. Everyone who loved you."
Bolvar: "I know. And for the pain it caused you, I will always feel sorrow. I pray that one day, you can forgive me for it."

Eine Armbrust? Ich sehe meinem Gegner lieber in die Augen.

A crossbow? I prefer to strike my enemies face to face.

Als die Banshee den Helm zerriss, öffnete sie eine tiefe Wunde im Schleier zwischen unserer Welt und den Schattenlanden.

Jenseits des Schleiers liegen die Schattenlande, wo jede Seele ihren Platz hat.

Beyond the veil lies the Shadowlands, where every soul has its place.

Als dieser Krieg begann, dachte ich, wir kämpfen für Frieden. Dabei geht es nur um's Kämpfen.

When this war began, I thought we were fighting for peace. But we're just fighting.

Wir leben in einem Kreislauf des Hasses. Allianzen werden geschmiedet und gebrochen. Diese Welt zu teilen, hat uns viel gekostet und wir haben vergessen, was uns stark macht.

Ours is a cycle of hatred. Alliances forged and broken. We have paid the price for sharing this world, and we have forgotten what makes us strong.

Du hast ein Leben lang dafür gekämpft, was Azeroth sein könnte. Für den Traum. Nun musst du für das Hier und Jetzt kämpfen.

You have spent a lifetime fighting for the dream of what Azeroth could be. Now, you must fight for what it is.

Die Ungerechtigkeit des Schicksals kenne ich besser als jede andere.

I understand the cruelty of fate better than anyone.

Der Jäger ist nichts ohne die Beute.

The hunter is nothing without the hunt.

Schmerz. Qual. Mein Hass brennt sich durch die Untiefen der Erde. Die Welt erzittert vor meiner Marter. Ihre elenden Reiche beben vor meinem Zorn. Doch schließlich wird ganz Azeroth bersten und alles wird unter dem Schatten meiner Schwingen brennen!

Pain. Agony. My hatred burns through the cavernous deeps. The world heaves with my torment. Its wretched kingdoms quake beneath my rage. But at last the whole of Azeroth will break and all will burn beneath the shadow of my wings!

Ich strebte nach Macht... nicht um zu herrschen. Sie war ein Mittel zum Zweck, um Azeroth vor einem unaufhaltbaren Feind zu retten.

It was power I sought... but not to conquer or rule. It was a means to an end, to save Azeroth from an unstoppable foe.

To ask why I drink is to ask why I am fat. It is because I drink. Perhaps there is a better question.

Why do I drink? To quench my thirst. To lower my inhibitions. To make women appear more attractive.

To get the measure of a people, you need to get your feet dirty. Come, walk the land with me! Let us see what these mainland pandaren truly value.

Sagt ihnen nur, dass der Lichkönig tot ist und dass Bolvar Fordragon mit ihm starb. Geht jetzt - verlasst diesen Ort und kehrt nie wieder!

Tell them only that the Lich King is dead and that Bolvar Fordragon, died with him! Now go - leave this place and never return!

Die Welt der Lebenden ist mir kein Trost mehr. Setzt die Krone auf mein Haupt, Tirion! In alle Ewigkeit werde ich über die Verdammten wachen.

The world of the living can no longer comfort me. Place the crown upon my head, Tirion! Forever more, I will be the jailer of the damned.

Ohne die Führung ihres Meisters, wird die ruhelose Geißel eine noch größere Bedrohung für diese Welt werden. Sie muss kontrolliert werden. Es muss immer einen Lichkönig geben.

Without its masters command the restless Scourge will become an even greater threat to this world. Control must be maintained. There must always be a Lich King.

For my kind, the true question is: Where is the bathroom?