Because when I was raped it was easier to view my assaulter (the other word is banned apparently, insane) as a monster lacking a soul, and it was tempting to center my existence on despising them.
Because while many people commit suicide for many reasons, the reason why I tried to kill myself was because I felt my life had no purpose and I had no one close to me even though I was a ~leader~ in high school. I felt alone and empty.
Because growing up Afroindigenous, I was taught the violent past my family has endured. Not just the colonial heritage, understanding we were on this land for centuries and thousands of years and the violence of chattel slavery, but also the 20th century massacres my grandpa’s tribe endured because the land had something They™ wanted.
So I look at Sylvanas.
Arthas genocides the Blood Elves because they had a source of power to resurrect Kel’Thuzad. Because their land had something he wanted.
Arthas looks at Sylvanas as a defiant woman, and pierces her stomach* with his sword, twisting her soul into a Banshee (a real life myth being tied to women of suffering and pain and vengeance, whose precursors and derivations are tied to motherhood or family) and (we now know) permanently taking a part of her soul such that she was permanently broken, unable to have any agency.
So Sylvanas decides to hunt down this monster; this is her purpose. And yet, she was unable to confront the monster who permanently broke her. Not because she wasn’t in the area, not because she was unable to narratively, but it was a choice of Blizzard. She was robbed of closure in Wrath.
So she killed herself, her purpose gone, having not been given closure. Suicide from depression.
And WoW sent her to Hell. Suicides being damned to Hell is a misconception popularized because of Dante and his Forest of Suicides in Inferno; it is not, in fact, Doctrine of any of the Apostolic Churches of the West.
Because the reality is a lot of survivors do, in fact, become abusers. Whether to the same extent or to a lesser extent. We engage with the world with the tools we are given by the circumstances of our formative years. This story could’ve recognized that, and had her overcome the cycle of abuse and violence she’s been inserted in and endured.
And yet here we are.
None of the characters you mentioned compare to the narrative weight of Sylvanas, and her centrality to the franchise, and the complexity and layers of her suffering.
*In spanish where Sylvanas was stabbed is “vientro”, which is how “womb” is described in prayer in Spanish, e.g. in Hail Mary