World of Warcraft: When Alliance and Horde Characters Swap Roles

Rewind time to the previous day.

Sylvanas was walking in her city without any followers around her. She was watching the Forsaken people around her act in an orderly manner according to their own wishes. I have to say that this feeling is really good.

In the name of light.

In the name of the sun's rays.

Descendants of blood.

The enemy is advancing straight in.

…

Hearing the familiar singing, Sylvanas stopped to watch. Lute, lyre, flute, bagpipe, mandolin and harp. The blood elves inside used their exquisite singing voice and impeccable playing to impress Sylvanas. Si's eyes changed slightly.

She wanted to wipe the tears from her eyes like before, but she found that she could no longer shed tears.

She is a dead person.

She walked forward while applauding, looking at her brother, Sylvanas said: "Little Sun Lord, your singing is still so beautiful."

It's as if he is the author of the song.

"Ms. Moon." Liras smiled with difficulty.

Since she was resurrected from the curse of the Lich King, this was the first time she saw her brother. Lilas became a little different. Sylvanas couldn't say what it was, but she could see the alienation in his eyes with the naked eye. .

"Is there something wrong with my sister asking you to come here?" Sylvanas's eyes began to change a little, and her voice became a little sharp.

"Yes, my sister wants to persuade you to join the coalition with...these Forgotten People." Liras said: "They call this the Alliance."

"Alliance?" Sylvanas raised her eyebrows and said, "Is this why she asked you to come?"

"I also sent a letter." Liras handed Alleria's handwritten letter to Sylvanas.

"Mother, father and sister all miss you very much." He said carefully.

After Sylvanas died in the battle, she took over the position as the new head of the Windrunner family and the ranger general of Quel'Thalas.

For this eldest daughter to inherit the position of ranger general and family head, this has always been her mother's wish.

Sylvanas glanced at the text on the letter, accepted it, frowned, and said unhappily: "I didn't expect that meeting the Windrunner family again would be just for this."

"How many days will they allow you to stay here?" Sylvanas asked.

"The offensive of the cultists and elemental creatures is very fierce." Lilas had some difficulty adapting to the smell of this city. He suppressed the discomfort and said: "They hope I go back early."

Sylvanas understood that he came here just to play the emotional card so that his people could become insignificant cannon fodder for them.

"Maybe if you act more like it, I'll agree." She murmured.

"Do you know the meaning of this so-called alliance sending you here?" Sylvanas said: "They need cannon fodder to kill that crazy dragon, so they asked you to find me."

"But, they said they would be equal..." Liras wanted to explain that his original intention was not to let his sister die.

Even though this "sister" is probably not the one he knows.

"Precisely because they said this, I don't believe it." Sylvanas sneered. Can the words of human nobles be believed?

None of them are as sincere as the trolls!

They all said that the Alliance would accept the Forgotten, but you still don’t believe the fact that they discriminated against and used the Forgotten?

There was no sadness or bitterness in her eyes, as if she had seen through Liras, which made him feel a little ashamed.

What are you doing? Taking advantage of my sister? Although they all said that this was not his sister, but just a monster in skin, he could recognize it now that it was her.

"The monster that killed so many people has nothing to do with our old friend."

"Executioner."

"Me too. But she wouldn't have wanted to see us grieving. Let's remember her as she wanted us to remember her: as our friend, sharp-tongued, brilliant, full of life and spirit. Passion. Our Sylvanas has always been her, not the monster wearing her face."

The comments about her by her comrades flashed through her mind, and Sylvanas suddenly realized how stupid she was.

As for the younger brother, does he have the same view as them? This doesn't make sense anymore.

Sylvanas felt bored for a while. She ignored Lilas and walked towards her bedroom. This was almost unimaginable before.

But now, she just wants to find a place to stay quietly for a while.

Sylvanas tried hard to hide her feelings from her loyal people, but failed.

Everyone who met her realized that the Banshee Queen was in a bad mood.

"You look sad," a female dwarf said.

Sylvanas glanced at him, "I remember you, your name is Chromie, right."

"Annoying bronze dragon." Sylvanas said.

"I'm just here to save the world," Chromie retorted.

"Then you shouldn't be here." Sylvanas no longer cares about saving the world. The family she cares about and the former ranger trio (of which Sylvanas is one) all regard her. Considered a monster.

The last fantasy in her heart was shattered.

"Are you talking about humans? They can't do it." Chromie said firmly.

"Oh, then I'll be fine?"

"I rummaged through the entire timeline and found the world's biggest problem."

They were almost reaching her bedroom, but the bronze dragon was still chattering.

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"What?" Sylvanas suppressed her anger.

“There are no tribes in this world, and it’s all because of him.”

Chromie used magic to manifest an image of an orc.

"He prevented the Dark Portal from opening and prevented the Horde from coming to Azeroth."

Sylvanas saw this brown creature for the first time. It had strong muscles, looked like a human, and had a ferocious face like a beast.

The color of her eyes is also very similar to hers in life, both blue.

"so what."

"Because there is no pressure from the tribe, the alliance was established too late, and the night elves have not joined the alliance. Deathwing's attack will be overwhelming." Chromie's expression was serious, which made his female dwarf look more realistic. .

The tauren failed to wait for the help of the orcs, the Darkspear Trolls fled in all directions, the Forsaken hung up in the Undercity, and except for the Northern Expedition, the Scourge did almost nothing.

(Kingdom of Gilneas: Thank you to the Holy Light.)

"Then why are you looking for me, a monster?" Sylvanas' tone was filled with frustration.

"For you to go back in time, find him, and bring his tribe to Azeroth."

"Sounds like a job only adventurers would do." Sylvanas thought.

"So we can change the past? I think what has happened in this world cannot be changed." Sylvanas lowered her head, not knowing what she was thinking.

"Yes, you may not be able to change the past, but you can change the future."

What's more, who can say for sure whether my sending you back to the past is also part of the past?

Sylvanas was dismissive and naive to save the world for what? Let them continue to call themselves monsters?

"But why should I go?" Sylvanas didn't like this world. If it weren't for her brother, she would have left this world long before the butcher of Arthas died.

"At least for your brother." Chromie persuaded, "Since you can stay in this world for your brother, why can't you love this world more for him?"

"If the world were to end, so would your family and friends..."

Family?

"Stop talking." Sylvanas said calmly, "I will do one last thing for him. I will try to invite them to this world, but what is my probability of success?"

"50%." Chromie said, "Success or failure, there is no other choice."

"In the future shown by the Lord of Time, his future is a mystery, and now your future is also the same." Chromie explained why he chose Sylvanas, "Maybe the two of you have something in common. point."

"Heh." Although Sylvanas's voice was cold, she accepted the bronze dragon's statement.

If in the end, the alliance of monsters in the eyes of the world defeated the servants of Deathwing and saved the world.

The blood shed by those countless "warriors" was truly in vain.