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The streets were dark and dilapidated, no longer as prosperous as they used to be.
It could be imagined that many years ago, Stratholme was still a bustling town.
The citizens politely greeted each other as they walked on the streets filled with birdsong and fragrant flowers. When they bumped into an old acquaintance, they would take the opportunity to turn into a bar and listen to the melodious sounds of a wandering poet's Huqin and immerse themselves in the fragrance of Fras Siabi's tobacco.
Unfortunately, the invasion of the Scourge made everything go up in smoke.
The little ghoul walking towards them was called Timmy. When he was young, he grew up in a beautiful village. He had two interesting stories.
The first story started when he was still a child.
It was said that when Arthas was still a prince, one day when he was patrolling his territory, a mother anxiously asked him for help, saying that her child Timmy was lost, and hoped that Arthas could find him.
As a prince, Arthas led his people to search for Timmy, and finally rescued the child who was almost killed by the Gnolls in the forest.
Arthas brought Timmy back to his mother, and received the gratitude of Timmy's mother.
At that time, the prince was a hot-blooded and noble prince who loved his people like his own children. He loved his friends, loved his country, and his heart was like what Uther said, only light and love.
The people watched him grow day by day, looking forward to the day when he would sit on the throne and become the master of the country.
The child Timmy asked Arthas, "What about the people who were captured by the Orcs?"
At this time, the tall Arthas lowered his head and said to the child in a gentle but firm tone, "Don't worry, my child, I will bring them home."
In his voice, there was no trace of the pride of a noble or the arrogance of a warrior, only a selfless love for his people.
But fate played tricks on him again and again. At first, it was the Orcs who violated the rule of not killing messengers in a war between two countries, and killed the messenger, which made him extremely sad and angry. After that, he could not save his people, and at the last moment, he personally slaughtered the whole of Stratholme, so he could not fulfill his promise to little Timmy.
Your Highness, will you always protect us?
I will, I swear!
This kind of ending made him feel a deep sense of frustration and guilt, even though it was not entirely his fault.
However, no matter how brave he was, he was still a young man who had just experienced the battlefield and had enjoyed love and happiness in the palace since he was young.
Humans generally have two reactions to fear. One is to run away, and the other is to fight to the death. A warrior like Arthis, who would rather die than live without freedom, clearly belonged to the latter category.
The reason why he chased after Mel Ganis like a madman was partly out of anger, and partly to end the source of his fear.
Perhaps he was naive enough to think that once Mal Ganis died, those horrible undead monsters would disappear from his nightmares and his life. But fate played a trick on him again. What happened next was exactly what everyone saw in the game. He became the Lich King and the enemy of those he swore to protect. 【Love ↑ Go △ Small ↓ Say △ Net
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His hands were stained with human blood.
The second story also began when Timmy was a child.
He remembered that when he was very young, he faintly liked a little girl. Her name was Pamela.
In order to attract Pamela's attention, little Timmy would secretly hide her doll. When Pamela cried, he would bravely stand up and help her find the doll.
Pamela would also proudly say that Timmy was very powerful.
What Timmy did not expect was that a few years later, Pamela moved to a town far away from Timmy's home, Darrowshire.
From then on, Timmy wanted to visit Darrowshire every day, but he never had the chance.
Later, Timmy also moved. The place he moved to was even further away from Darrowshire.
Two years later, Timmy could already help his family with the farm work. He no longer carried the toy gun with him every day. He kept it in a cabinet and took it out when he had nothing to do.
Finally, one day, Timmy's new home was attacked by the Scourge.
But Timmy was not afraid. He held a pitchfork and bravely fought against them.
At this time, he saw a man with long white hair riding a white horse charging towards him.
"This man looks like Prince Arthas. It's a pity that his hair is white."
Prince Arthas had saved Timmy when he was young. He worshipped Prince Arthas and swore to become his Guardian Knight when he grew up and fight for him.
When the man reached Timmy's side, he knocked away the pitchfork in his hand. Timmy looked up at him. Suddenly, he saw his face.
"Prince … Arthas?"
The man with the sword saw Timmy's face. He paused for a moment before stabbing his sword into Timmy's body.
The sword was cold.
After an unknown amount of time, Timmy woke up from the darkness. He looked at his rotten and withered body and looked around blankly. He seemed to have forgotten many things. Apart from the fact that he was called Timmy, he could not remember anything else.
Timmy and his companions followed the orders of a man called Rivendell in a daze.
They conquered city after city, flattened village after village, and devoured the delicious flesh. He felt that he had almost forgotten that he was called Timmy. All that was left was killing and devouring.
Today's order was to conquer a place called Darrowshire.
Darrowshire, this place sounds so familiar, Timmy thought as he dragged his body through the army of ghouls.
When he reached Darrowshire, a new massacre began. Timmy madly chased a man all the way into a house. The man finally had nowhere to run and was bitten off by Timmy. When warm blood spurted out, Timmy saw a trembling figure in the corner of the wall. It was a girl hugging a doll, crystal clear tears flowing from her beautiful big eyes.
Timmy suddenly felt a tearing pain in his left chest. How strange, he had clearly lost his heart a long time ago.
"Pamela! Pamela! Pamela!!! " Timmy cried out the name, even though it sounded like the meaningless roar of a ghoul to others …
Timmy could not resist the will of the Scourge. He killed Pamela.
He did not want Pamela to be infected by the Scourge's plague. He did not want to see the cute Pamela turn into a monster like him.
Before leaving Darrowshire, Timmy hid Pamela's doll for the last time.
Many years passed. Timmy, like all his other monster companions, was stationed in Stratholme as a subordinate of Baron Rivendell. The monotonous and dull life made him numb.
Now, he saw a group of strange people. The Scourge's will ordered him to kill these strange people.
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