It disgusted me. I craved the strength and certainty of steel. I aspired to the purity of the Blessed Machine.
Your kind cling to your flesh, as if it will not decay and fail you. One day the crude biomass that you call a temple will wither, and you will beg my kind to save you. But I am already saved, for the Machine is immortal…
Y’all need a new perspective. Alliance routinely gets better zones, more aesthetically pleasing cities or buildings, and an overall better experience, except for when it comes to BfA races and that’s it.