All things in the world are relative to each other, there is no eternal balance, and the opposition and symbiosis in the midst of change are the basis of the rules.

Just as the end of life is always death, and death gives birth to new life.

It is the nature of life that mortals desire eternal life and fear death. But if you really step into the realm of eternal life, you are also walking into the trap of eternal death... Without death, life would be meaningless.

Elune, the spirit of the world in Azeroth, poured her will and spirit into the Tears of Elune, the pillar of creation that carries her existence, allowing her to listen to the call of the pantheon and enter the beginning of the arcane of the stars through a portal of will built by Nogannon the Dream Weaver and Almansur, the Supreme King.

Elune stepped into the Pantheon, and the pure arcane from the sea of stars poured into her empty body, solidifying her body shrouded in a silver moonveil, just like other Titan souls, in this simple but not simple Pantheon.

Elune's eyes blinked, and the infant spirit of the world raised her hands in some surprise, for the first time she had truly possessed a physical entity.

She swirled and moved her hands in front of her, and then she couldn't help but touch her face and the moon-like gems on her forehead, and the next moment, her black and white eyes, which looked like Tyrion, flashed with undisguised joy.

She looked up and saw Nogannon standing in front of her, dressed in purple-gray robes, the magical titan holding a platinum disc in his hand, and under the mysterious hood, there was a hint of welcome in his eyes that hid endless magic, like a trustworthy elder.

And beside Nogannon was the Supreme King Almansur who held the lightning cane, the elder who held the time and lightning in his hand, full of majesty in his old man-like face, he stroked his long white beard with his left hand, and looked at Elune in front of him, who bowed to Almansour obediently and solemnly, and said in a crisp voice:

"Thank you, King of the Gods, for killing Ashaji and sparing me from the Erosion of the Apocalypse."

"But in my anger, I almost killed you, little girl."

Almansour said with a little emotion:

"If your body is torn, it must hurt, right?"

Tens of thousands of years ago, the most powerful ancient god Ashaji was uprooted, and the ancient god died on the spot, but its death also left a terrible scar on the land of Azeroth, which was the most serious injury suffered by Elune, the dazed spirit of the world at that time, and the great explosion of the Well of Eternity 10,000 years ago caused the world no more pain than the disaster of that day.

Elune seemed to remember the pain she felt when she fell asleep, and she couldn't help but bared her teeth, but she hid her true thoughts like a real young girl, and she said:

"No, it doesn't hurt..."

"Hahahaha"

Elune's feigned strength in his reply caused a loud laugh from Gogonus, the Angry Drinker, who was trying to glue together the broken Tidestone, quipped:

"Oh, it looks like our little sister Elune is still a tomboy who likes to lie."

The stern, old-fashioned Shaper Kazgros also smiled a little, and he whispered:

"When I used a forging hammer to repair your body scars and reshape the ecology of the world, I heard your cry... It was a terrible cry, we all heard it. ”

"Huh"

Seeing that she couldn't hide it from her elders, Elune's little face was immediately covered with a shy flush, although she had grown up in Azeroth for millions of years, but compared to other Titans, she was really just a child, she didn't know how to answer these good-natured jokes, and in a panic, Elune turned around and saw Tyrion standing quietly on the edge of the Pantheon.

A flash of surprise flashed in her eyes, and she whispered goodbye to several Titans, and then walked quickly to Tyrion, who was a little shorter than the Great Lord, her eyes widened, and she looked at Tyrion seriously, as if she had never seen the face of the Great Lord.

Tyrion's right eye was fixed on Elune, and he said:

"What's wrong? Do I have something on my face? ”

"Nope."

Elune blinked, and with a whimsical smile, she said:

"I just never really looked at you with 'eyes.'"

"Oh?"

The Great Lord frowned, and he asked:

"For a spirit of the world like you, is there any difference between seeing with eyes and perceiving with spirit?"

“emmmm”

Elune held out her finger and tapped her chin, her eyes rolling, and she said:

"It's still a little different, what you see with your eyes, it's more real..."

"It lets me know that you really exist, not the savior I imagined."

The High Lord was about to say something, when Elune in front of him suddenly opened his hands and hugged Tyrion tightly, this action surprised the High Lord a little, and then he felt Elune bury his head in his chest and whispered:

"Thank you for everything you've done for me, Tyrion."

"I've wanted to give you a warm hug for a long time, and I know, you want a hug... You're so lonely sometimes. ”

"Hee-hee"

The hug lasted for a few seconds, and then Elune let go of her arms, and she looked at the hesitant Great Lord, and she whispered:

"Okay, the wish has come true, I don't dare to hold you for too long, your wife has been watching us... She's a good person, but she's so careful! ”

The girl complained, then turned around with a playful smile, ran to Agrama's side, and spoke to the defender, looking at Elune's back, the golden chain in the high lord's hand suddenly weighed at this moment, and the Life Titan, who had been watching this scene, asked for the last time:

"Are you leaving? Tyrion? ”

"Arcane Conversion is ready... If you're leaving, this is your last chance. ”

The Great Lord looked at the golden chains that shone brightly in his hands, and in his heart, there was really an urge to turn around and run away, but in the end, he took a deep breath and shook his head:

"No"

"I have to be here, only this contract... so that she can accept all this completely. ”

"Let's get started!"

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"You were so fierce at the time, you scared me out."

Opposite Agrama, Elune waved her hands and recounted the scene of the day when the Fallen Titans came to destroy the world of Azeroth, describing her fear and fear in the first person, while Agrama listened quietly to Elune's twitter with a smile and a touch of pampering for her juniors.

"I'm too weak to resist even your sword."

Elune was a little discouraged and said to Agrama:

"If it weren't for Tyrion's help, I'm afraid I'd have died by the sword you wielded."

"But you dare to challenge me, little Elune."

Agrama the Defender looked at his young sister, and he sighed:

"Not all weak people have the courage to face the real coming destruction, you are like a fried kitten, just roaring at me with courage, you are not cowardly, not cowardly, even if my sword killed your body, but your will has not been broken by me, which shows that you did not lose, and I did not win."

"You have a lot of potential, Elune."

The defender leaned on his throne and looked at the spirit of the world before him, and said:

"You have more potential than we do, and when you grow up, you can even challenge Sargeras... He is the destroyer, and you, you are the savior, you are the hope. ”

Speaking of this, Agrama suddenly saw the life-giver Ionar gesture to herself, and when the little girl Elune didn't notice it, the other Titan souls had already sat back on their thrones, and the high lord Tyrion was still standing at the edge of the Pantheon, and in his hands, the golden chains that represented the world contract were shining.

"Ugh..."

Agrama sighed, which made Elune, the ignorant spirit of the world, curious, and she looked at Agrama, and she asked:

"Defender, why are you sighing suddenly?"

"Because..."

Agrama reached out and touched Elune's smooth hair, and he smiled a little, and said:

"Because it's time to say goodbye, brave little girl..."

"Elune, newborn spirit, come forward!"

Elune was about to ask another question, and the Supreme King Almansur, who was seated on the throne, let out a solemn call, his staff on the ground, like the arcane power of the stars, and the entire pantheon fell silent at this moment.

Elune felt the heaviness, and in the eyes of Agrama in front of her, she saw a hint of blessing, a hint of calmness, and a hint of relief.

This frightened her, and like a young girl, she instinctively looked at the person she trusted most, and behind her, the Great Lord Tyrion, wrapped in a cold shadow, nodded at her slightly, giving her an encouraging look.

The spirit of the world bit her lip, and she looked at the Titans who had become serious in front of her, and at this time, they were as majestic as the gods who had once established the order of the stars.

And I am one of them.

Elune took a step towards the central platform, she stood above the Mirror of Olympiad Mathematics, she looked at the Titan ancestors in front of her with a hint of fear, she saw the heaviness in the eyes of Almansur, the mystery in the eyes of Nogannon, the encouragement in the eyes of Ionar, the gentleness in the eyes of Agrama, the firmness in the eyes of Kazgros, and the blessing in the eyes of Gognas.

Something important is about to happen...

"Elune, the Pantheon discovered you a long time ago, you are the most potential of all the Titans, but also the most ill-fated, you have experienced countless sufferings, you have also experienced despair and pain, you have seen the destruction with your own eyes, and you know the joy of Jedi survival, you have persevered until now, and you have also given hope to us losers."

Al-Mansour said in a deep voice:

"Today, we call you to give you what little power we have left, we want to make you strong and give you the power to deal with the dark titan Sargeras who is coming across the stars, it is a gift..."

"It's also a responsibility."

"From now on, the pantheon will be tied to you, and you are... Pantheon! ”

"From now on, the fate of these stars will be borne by you, and you are... This stellar stellar! ”

"From now on, the order of life will be in your hands, and you are... Order! ”

"Are you willing to accept it?"

Almansur's voice echoed through the pantheon like thunder, and the heaviness of the mission represented in these words overwhelmed the young Elune for a while.

In her simple thoughts, the Titan Spirits had been rescued, and they would take up the mission of resisting Sargeras, and she could finally take it easy in her despair, but she never thought that the Titans would use her as a symbol of hope and would let her shoulder it all.

"I, I don't know..."

Elune took a step back in some panic, she looked at the Titans in front of her, and she subconsciously asked:

"You give me power, but what about you? You're still with me, right? You're not going to leave me again, you're not going to leave me alone anymore, are you? ”

This rather childish question silenced the Titans, and Ionar, who sat beside the Supreme King, the Titans of Life said in a voice full of parting sorrow:

"No, Elune, child."

"Our power will be the nourishment of your maturity, and we will fall into an almost eternal slumber, but we will be with you, and after the curtain of the new era opened by you, we will be in this star, waiting for your awakening... Just as we have awakened you. ”

Agrama also spoke:

"This is the first time we have met, and unfortunately, little girl Elune, this is also the time of separation."

"Unfortunately, all we can leave you with is a heavy responsibility."

"Nope! No!! ”

Elune shouted:

"I refuse! I will not accept your power, I will not watch you die before my eyes, just so that I can pursue the ethereal hope! It shouldn't be like this, it shouldn't be! ”

"I've been lonely for so long, I've finally found my loved ones, but... But you want me, you want me, and you kill you with your own hands..."

"I don't accept it!"

This cold fate made the dazed world spirit nearly collapse, and Elune turned to leave, and she shouted:

"I'll find a way, I'm not going to watch you sacrifice yourselves! I'll find a way, Tyrion... You'll help me, right? You'll never let me down, let's go, Tyrion, let's get out of here! ”

Elune shouted as if venting, but behind her, there was silence.

The Great Lord didn't move, and the low dead silence made the World Spirit turn its head sharply, and at a glance he saw the golden chains in the High Lord's hands that were escaping a halo.

"Tyrion!?"

The spirit of the world looked at the expressionless Great Lord in horror, and the golden chains in the latter's hands turned into bits of light, like golden butterflies flapping their wings, in the pantheon, constantly turning in circles, falling towards Elune's body.

Elune kept backing away, trying to dodge the golden dots of light, but that was her power. They weren't trying to hurt, they just wanted to return, and Elune couldn't stop it.

That's the World Compact...

It was a contract she had signed with Tyrion in the Secret Room of the Heart after Zela's fall, and it was stipulated in this contract that if Tyrion wanted Elune to obey, she would not be able to resist...

Elune had always thought it was just a joke on Tyrion and her...

But, but actually here, actually at such a time!

"Tyrion!"

Elune, who was almost completely covered in golden light, felt a bone of despair at this moment, just as she had faced Agrama's sword of destruction.

But this time, in addition to despair, there was also a tearing pain in her heart, which was mental pain.

"Even you..."

"Even you..."

"You want to abandon my !!"