Light's Dawn of Azeroth

Chapter 825, Section 38: Rebirth, Rise, and Endurance! May you be well, my hometown.
"There will never be another soul as brave as theirs."

The Star Soul Lord of Argus sighed with emotion, a single "tear" falling from His face, which was completely enveloped by the power of creation—His final lament for His outstanding child.

Not just Him.

In the heart of this world, which is now completely filled with the power of creation, Diakum's avatar of faith is also wiping his eyes with a handkerchief.

The emotions of those on guard are multifaceted.

Firstly, the brotherhood between Kil'jaeden and Velen is truly moving, especially Kil'jaeden's ability to use this fervent affection to resist the temptations of fel energy that have lasted for over 20,000 years.

This is practically a faith!
Secondly, look at old Velen; he's already become the Grim Reaper, yet his final prayer still begins with "Holy Light." How could this not give Diakum, the Lord of the High Heavens, a profound sense of accomplishment?
It's like the blond guy carrying out a classic NTR (Netorare) act right in front of the victim.

Well, that description might not be very elegant, but it perfectly captures how Diakum felt.

You can gain the body of old Velen through the Force of Death, but the Prophet's soul will forever belong to the Holy Light. When he walks into death and dons the white robe, the "forgiveness" he wields overlaps with the power of the Holy Light.

Although it is not clear what the working mode of the three gods of death is, judging from their respective divine duties, Velen is undoubtedly in the role of "sending people to heaven".

This basically means that Velen simply went to the land of the dead, but still did the work of a priest.

It is equivalent to "work secondment".

In this situation, it's not a problem for Death to chant holy light; at least Diakum hasn't received any "complaints" from the realm of the dead.

No complaints mean no problem, and no problem means you don't need to worry about it!

The system is working perfectly fine, and if you insist on fixing bugs, things will go wrong.

"Unfortunately, what Kil'jaeden did cannot be made public. We cannot tell our people that the Great Demon Lord has been enduring humiliation all along. In all the stories and legends of the Eredar, Kil'jaeden will inevitably play an extremely evil role."

But he probably won't care anymore.

The vigilant sighed:

"This is a heavy responsibility for those who keep secrets, and we must keep it to ourselves until the moment of death."

The warriors in the light deserve praise, but the travelers in the shadows must not have their names forgotten.

"Someone will find out."

The Lord Argus said:

"Those leaders, and every leader and Grand Master thereafter, will pass this secret down by word of mouth, and they will be moved to tears by the remarkable unity of the Eredar. Generation after generation of zealots will eventually walk this shadowy path to pay homage to their moving forefathers."

but.
"You should go now, Diakum."

"I said I would stay here."

Before Diakum could finish speaking, and without even needing Lord Argus to explain, a rebuke from the Pantheon rang in his ears:

"Lord of Dawn, I can understand the deep affection between you and Lord Argus, but as a highly symbolic aggregate, you are being regarded as a 'disruptor' by the field of unity of all things."

Because of your extremely high status, the Unified Field of All Things is unable to disintegrate your incarnation. If you continue to remain there, it will severely interfere with the subsequent reshaping of the world.

Norgannon solemnly reminded him:
"You can choose to integrate your avatar into the power of creation, which will give the reshaped world a natural 'holy light affinity,' but the original holy light affinity of you Eredars was already quite exaggerated."

Continuing to increase the world's affinity with the Holy Light may lead to the Holy Light guiding Argus's Star Soul after its purification, ultimately causing it to revive as a Spirit of the Holy Light.

Of course, if this is Argus's own choice, then we will not intervene.

"Hmm, it seems the Unified Field of All Things isn't as omnipotent as I thought. It can't even break down an avatar of a minor god?"

Diakum sighed.

But the next second, he heard Norgannon's eerie voice:
"You truly lack a proper understanding of your own unique existence. I don't believe an 'ordinary' lesser god could accomplish the feat of defeating the Dark Titan. The mere symbolism of being a 'Lord of the High Heavens' is enough to allow you to contend with the current level of stellar formatting."

You must understand that in this realm of creation, 'symbolism' is a very peculiar concept, and its influence on the system of creation is far greater than its actual power.

Therefore, you must either leave Argus immediately, or actively merge your avatar into the power of creation.

"It's alright, let him stay."

Argus, whose entire stellar body was being rapidly disintegrated by the surging power of creation, murmured as if relaxing in a swimming pool:
"Becoming part of the Holy Light is not a calamity for me. In fact, my children and I have always had goodwill toward the Holy Light."

“But I shouldn’t use this to cause any further interference.”

Diakum shook his head and said:
"If I hope that all Star Souls, including you, can freely choose their own destiny in the future, then as the initiator, I should keep my word. Even if you are drawn to the Holy Light, that choice should be made by you after your rebirth, not by forcibly changing your fate and future through this external force at this time."

You know, just because I can do this doesn't mean I'm willing to do it; my moral standards wouldn't allow me to do such a thing.

therefore"

The vigilant sighed and said:

"I had promised to accompany you on your final journey, but it seems you will have to face your end alone. I'm sorry."

"It's ok."

Argus blinked and said in a gentle tone:
“I’ve grown up. I no longer need anyone’s company to dare to walk into the night. I’m no longer weak and need the encouragement of children to dare to face the dawn. Have some faith in your Lord, Dick.”

Go ahead.

Go back to the highest heaven or to your people, and lead them in their final prayer for me. Also, comfort them so that they will not be distressed by the loss of their eternal life.

After some thought, I realized that granting immortality after I awaken would be too long. Therefore, I spoke with Khaz'goroth, and I will reshape my shattered celestial body into three 'Pillars of Creation' within the world's formatting.

That was a gift I left for the children.

It was as if their creator was playing a game with them, and they needed to rely on themselves to find these pillars of creation in the newborn world.

They need to awaken me step by step, like the saviors of Azeroth, until at some point they can bestow immortality in its various stages through the Pillars of Creation.

Argus paused, then said softly:

“I know you want to use death to teach your children to respect time, make good use of life, and rebuild your heritage, and you also yearn to reshape the unity of the Eredar in this process. There are some sacred things that all clans recognize as being able to more easily forge bonds of unity, so consider them as the help I leave for you.”

"Hmm, a 'god-raising game' with a time unit of ten thousand years?"

Diakum raised an eyebrow and said:
“Interesting. Since you intend to play this benevolent game with the Eredar, I have no reason to stop it.”

“That was a gift for the other children, but for you, I have another gift.”

Argus laughed.

As His face on His star-like body was also covered by the power of creation, a "starlight" shimmered and fell before Diakum's eyes. The Vigilant reached out and grasped it in his hand. When the light faded, he was surprised to find that it was none other than the Heart of Argus Ring that he once possessed.

The World Ring, first forged more than 20,000 years ago, has a unique and ancient appearance. It is a racial artifact and a symbol of identity known to every Eredar.

However, when the divine construct was being forged for Lord Argus in Draenor, Dick placed this ring as the core of the energy beacon within it, but now it has been returned.

“I specifically retrieved it from that construct, intending to give it to you before your final battle with Sargeras, but I was afraid that too much emotion would affect the release of your power.”

Argus said:

"Other World Heart ornaments lose their effectiveness after being reforged, becoming mere relics of an ancient era. This ring is no exception. I cannot risk leaving my mind and power within it, lest it interfere with the rebirth of the Star Soul."

But I think this ring will serve as a symbol of our friendship, as my final gift to my most outstanding child and my comrade-in-arms. It has no magical power.

But you no longer need the blessing of that great power.

"Thank you, it means a lot to me."

Diakum put the ring on the finger of his left hand, where it shone brightly alongside the Heart of Azeroth Ring.

He gazed at the Argus Star Soul, now completely enveloped by the power of creation, bowed one last time, and in a farewell with slightly reddened eyes, whispered:

"Well then, goodnight, Your Majesty."

Argus did not respond.

His mind, having been "melted" along with the shattered star body, was now enveloped in the gentle embrace of the power of creation and could no longer perceive the changes in the outside world.

It was as if they had been put back into their "cradle".

Argus could even hear the lullaby hummed by the supreme planet Azeroth in his ear, and as the power of creation flowed into his mind like warm water, he could feel his memories being cleared away little by little.

Those images kept flashing before my eyes.

The first visit by the progenitor wizard Augure in the early days of the Eredar.

That was the first moment I connected with my children.

Then came the changes of time, the second visit of the enlightener Sachs, and the subsequent despair and collapse.

That was the first time I, who did not yet have a full consciousness, disappointed my child.

Diakum then arrived and offered Him and the world a terrifying idea and concept in the face of disaster, and He was persuaded by Diakum's silver tongue.

That was the first time I mustered the courage to face the malice from the outside world.

The subsequent thirty-day decisive battle made him experience the cruelty of this starry sea for the first time, until his children fled their homeland with fragments of his consciousness, exiled in tears and despair, leaving only a weak version of himself to face Sargeras' manipulation and shaping.

The memories that followed are divided into two scenes, two directions.

They represent the dual fates of Argus and the Destroyer, one leading to hope and struggle, the other to despair and depravity.

He had to bear the pressure from both sides at all times, and he was always watching the children's division and growth in the sea of ​​stars, so that he himself could also be born with wisdom under the guidance of the Eredar.

I have also been disappointed.

Weaklings like Socretha are born in every clan.

They regard ancient tales of bravery as laughable superstition, and the struggles of their ancestors who sacrificed everything for their great ideals as foolishness and stubbornness. In their smugness, they attempt to seize leadership and lead their civilization into one desperate situation after another according to their foolish and arrogant ideas.

Some of them succeeded, and some failed.

As more and more people like this emerged, Argus, who was hiding in the shadow of the Eredar civilization, felt disappointed. He felt that the Eredar were slowly changing, and that they seemed to have forgotten their courage and vows during their long exile.

Until
Diakum's Awakening.

Like a ray of light piercing the darkness and dispelling all the gloom, the moment the Vigilant, with the help of Little Yrel, lifted the coffin, his own fate and that of the Eredar were remarkably reversed.

Perhaps, Diakum was indeed a child sent by fate.

Perhaps, fate could not bear to see the Eredar and Argus suffer in endless cycles of despair, so it sent Diakum here, with torches and banners, to lead the exiles who had lost their courage to complete an impossible comeback in this sea of ​​stars.

Him.

He is a stubborn rock in the river of fate, stepping into that turbulent river as the starting point of the countercurrent, forcing fate to change course, turning all visible calamities into beauty, and making all cursed destinies shine brightly.

I am so fortunate to have such an outstanding child.

How honored I am to witness the growth of such an outstanding soul!

He ultimately transformed into the blazing sun that blankets the starry sky, illuminating the darkest of nights. Just as his ideal wish was to become that ray of dawn that brings the first light of day.

Goodnight, Diakum.

As Ai-chan hummed the lullaby, Argus, now pure and free from cursing the calamities, and embracing all miracles, whispered:

"Let's meet again at the next dawn."

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"buzz"

Diakum's avatar appeared in the conference room of the Exodar. At this moment, through the mysterious connection of the Naaru, all the leaders and archbishops of the Eredar star clans were in this network, but the atmosphere was very tense.

Perhaps it stems from the news of the recently announced "severance of immortality".

Diakum could even hear some less-than-respectable background noise.

But He chose to ignore it.

The moment he appeared, all the murmurs vanished, and all the Eredar in the mind network paid homage to the Lord of Dawn.

However, the Lord of Dawn was quite exhausted. As Lord Argus had said, he had barely rested after his battle with Sargeras. Therefore, he didn't engage in much small talk, but simply said in a gentle tone:
"The restoration of the homeland and the revival of the Star Soul do not mean the end of the World Oath. You should not have forgotten that not all Eredar clans participated in the War of Restoration."

That was their own choice, and I had no intention of interfering. However, those clans still possess some very important items that must be reclaimed.

When the exiles left Argus, each clan carried a fragment of the Lord's consciousness. Most of these fragments have been recovered, but those clans that did not participate in the war still possess these treasures.

During the process of Star Soul revival, the Star Soul fragments from the previous era can no longer return to new individuals. Therefore, they will transform into 'crystallization of the power of creation', which I call 'Tears of Argus'.

I requested that all clans that still identify themselves as part of the Eredar civilization subsequently send their representatives to gather in Shattrath City on Draenor, with Lady Yrel Draenei serving as the commander of this special force.

They will shoulder the heavy responsibility of pursuing these Tears of Argus across the Star Sea.

As for the use of these crystals…

Diakum paused, building up everyone's curiosity, and then casually said:
"Before our Lord embarked on his rebirth and revival, he entrusted his perfect celestial body to the Titans to be sculpted into three Pillars of Creation. If you do not know what these are, go to the world of Azeroth and seek out the legend of the Pillars of Creation."

What I want to say is that these three Pillars of Creation allow the holder and those who approach them to sense the rhythm of the Star Soul.

Once they are activated with enough Creation Power crystals, they can lead our race on a 'trial' that is destined to be long.

Immortality was once granted by our Lord, and the next era of immortality for the Eredar is destined to come from the same great power.

Therefore, if you feel that the loss of immortality is a disaster, then emulate the ancient Eredar people's great feat of restoring their homeland and create your own epic in your younger era.

And perfect immortality
That's the reward you'll ultimately receive!

The Lord of Dawn ignored the clamor and discussion that arose in the mental network, and He spoke aloud:
"The connection between the Eredar and Lord Argus is sacred and inviolable, and every generation of Eredar must dedicate their strength, wisdom, and courage to our Lord."

This is the foundation of this race's existence, and also a divine oracle from the highest heaven.

Now, take a break.

Three days later, at dawn, come with me to my long-lost hometown.

(End of this chapter)