Glory to Azeroth

In the tenth year of the opening of the Dark Portal, Azeroth was in a hurry. At this time, Jaina had not fallen in love with Arthas, and Sylvanas was still a ranger general. The great shaman Thrall has just started training as a gladiator, and the mad Black Dragon King is brewing an evil plan. The Lich King had just won the ancient empire of Azoni Rube, and the betrayers were still locked in the dungeon. The archdruid is still asleep, Cenarius has not been hacked to death by Dad, and the night elves are still the overlords of Kalimdor. However, the trajectory of history has turned a corner here, and is about to head in a strange direction. I have to ask why, because Aaron is here.