The link says it all. Your characters, except something went wrong. An event in their life went a different way, or things in history turned out different, and they became the antithesis of themselves.
Who are they now? What went wrong?
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Theyâre a Death Knight and they hate the living.
Oh no. Heâd probably be some sort of super-Scourge-loyalist that believed the Lich King was only good under Arthas or some diabolical stuff like that.
Either that, or heâd be an Onslaught DK. Which is just murder man stuck in snowland.
I like evil characters!
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Zaâtiya is a young housewife with three kids stuck in a⌠good enough marriage. He was her fatherâs first choice- a strong enough headhunter in the village. Their home was fine enough, though a bit out of ways after relocating to remote Malakaâjin. Their children- healthy enough. Their lives- good enough.
They spoke little to each other before the wedding, and married life made little of a difference. Each day they rose before dawn. Him- to start his guard post, her- to start the daily chores. Grinding the wheat for bread, keeping the children fed, drawing water from a spring on a steep hill, and the endless task of sweeping away dust from their hut. She does all this alone and without help, for her children are too young and she is in Malakaâjin- far away from any of her kin as well as too remote to make new friends.
She finishes her chores at last, and prepares supper for her family. Sometimes her husband arrives home on time. He takes his plate of plain rice and yams and walks far away to eat alone. Sometimes he arrives late, and makes a cutting complaint about his cold rice. Sometimes he doesnât arrive at all until almost the next morning, extremely drunk.
Later the next morning, she is late to her chores, having spent most of the past hour rousing her inebriated husband from his slumber. While peeling yams in front of her hut, she spies an unfamiliar troll woman in adventurerâs attire headed for the village proper. Wistfully, she imagines herself in that womanâs place for a moment before returning her attention to her yams. Life was good enough here, right?
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Ellivaraâs worst timeline would be one where they were still a member of the Horde - instead of having escaped with the help of someone who sensed her anguish, she was never found. Odds are, sheâd have been another nameless, faceless member of the fallen.
Isalenna wouldâve never left her initial apprenticeship of her own accord. Eventually her âteacherâ wouldâve lost interest in keeping the girl around as a servant and kicked her out, leaving her abandoned in the streets where sheâd probably end up an actual servant, as opposed to where she is now, a fully fledged mage. She never wouldâve progressed from there, believing herself too inept and stupid to be a worthwhile apprentice.
Belaandra⌠mmh, I could see some dark realities for a Lightforged. She already lost two mates⌠what if her daughters died as well? I donât think sheâd be able to handle that. Eventually sheâd go awol. Disappear off the face of the map, never to be found again.
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âMore sacrifices for the soul engine⌠everything should be ready by the time they come.â The Manâari smirked slyly. âXothâraza, throw these prisoners into the engine immediately.â
âRight away.â The Morâag said affirmatively.
The Manâari sat in her throne, crossed legged, her fingers tapping onto the arm rests. She looked towards the ground below from her ship, mortals scurrying about for their lives.
âHow long until we are ready to fire?â She impatiently asked.
âThe cannon is ready my liege! You can fire when you please!â
âGood. Lok X kar nath kurai. They shall kneel beneath me.â
The Manâari put her hand into the air, a spherical hologram appeared before her. It depicted the battlefield and all the information she needed. She looked closely, only to find that several heroes were rushing towards Sentinel Hill. With but a wave and a coy smile, the ship began charging its unholy weaponry.
âEdir she-ki! They will know Mahuea, the Devourer of Worlds!â
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Stalairne would be dead, another faceless failure who was broken by the Illidari ritual to bind a demon to his soul, struck down by one of the instructors or another initiate seeking favour with the Master.
Juspion would be just as cheerful and chipper as ever as a Manâari warlord carrying out the destruction of worlds in the name of the Burning Legion. Heâd basically be a mix of Kronk and Zangief from the American Street Fighter movie. Totally unaware that Sargeras is a bad guy and oblivious (or repressing) the horrors unleashed by the Legion.
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The irony for Versca is if she had survived the Scourge outbreak she wouldnât have lived for much longer once she made it to human controlled lands. It wouldnât have taken long for someone to identify her and claim that bounty on her head. With most of her connections shambling zombies shuffling around in Lordaeron it wouldnât take much time for her to be caught and sent to the hangman.
Lordaeron takes the reports of plague outbreaks more seriously, and the plot to scourge the kingdom is foiled. Her older sister and her grow up just like any other kids. Mel lives a normal life, marries a charming and bold soldier who fought in the campaign against the Cult of the Damned and raises a happy family ORâŚ
The scourging is foiled, but her older sister is killed by gnolls or bandits or murlocs. Grieving and still in her mid-to-late teens, sheâs approached by a nice older man. The man explains to her that he knows so many people like her, and that he had been seeking a cure to death until the mages of Dalaran, moral busybodies that they were in their ivory towers kicked him out. He knows this great community of people who can help her out. All she has to do is sneak out of the house one night, dig up her sisters grave and bring her body to the ruins of Scholomance. KelâThuzad is a man of his word, and he promises sheâll see her sister again.
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She didnât vanish in time and instead of escaping the Scourge when they invaded her homelands, died. Now Forsaken, sheâs a simple innkeeper, minding a forgettable place of respite in a remote location â never to know the joys of treasure hunting, preservation or watching Atosâ plays from stealthâŚ
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I already responded to Milladee in discord, so hereâs the copy-paste of the Dark AU Halflan.
The AU that had been figured out for Evil Halflan was pretty specific. Mainly, the idea was that Azeroth didnât defeat the Burning Legion with a galavanting hail mary on Argus, but instead that fails. The Legion pours out from the portal and the forces of Azeroth are forced to fight them off piece by piece. They eventually do, but it takes years, and much of Azeroth is destroyed in the process. It gets so bad, that the Bronzebeard Dwarves decide to hole up in Ironforge and seal the gate.
Years pass, and tensions start rising in the cloistered, packed dwarven city. Riots, vigilante action and a disgruntled population undermines what little authority the Monarchy mightâve had at this point, and things start looking like a case of total collapse. So Halflan, (a military man at this point in time, mind you all) eventually decides to take matters into his own hands. He uses his clout in the military to seize control of the city, and between his leadership abilities and his generally good reputation, he is able to proclaim himself Lord Protector of Ironforge.
Itâs his great deal of authority, his love of reliability and orderliness along with his skills in making military forces that reliable and orderly, his desire to protect everyone around him from anything and everything that threatens them, and his arrogant sense of responsibility for the wellbeing of those around him, that leads him down that darker path.
Itâs his love and care for the people of Ironforge that leads him to restrict the rights and privileges of the citizenry, because he knows best, and to survive, theyâre all going to need to pull together and make some sacrifices.
He quickly and efficiently puts down any and all dissent, because while others are certainly allowed to have opinions, heâs Lord Protector for a reason, and he will maintain order in his city. He will not allow the people he loves to fall prey to anarchy and depravity.
He starts using connections (that he actually does have in our timeline too!) to criminal and extremist groups to falsify and prop up threats. Because heâs a practical soul who understands that the people need more than just a watchful protector, a guiding hand, and a caring shepherd, but they need a foe to rally against, and an example of what heâs protecting them from.
A little bit of corrupt manipulation of the masses here and there, a bombing here, a robbery there, in order to prevent a much larger mass uprising from doing the same, but on an uncontrolled, mass level.
And as this Azeroth begins to heal, the Lord Protector will finally have the chance to look outside the gates. And heâll see an Azeroth thatâs battered, beaten, and scarred. Not only that, but an outside Azeroth thatâs scared, and on the verge of anarchy like Ironforge had been before Thalgrimâs iron hand seized control of the situation.
Perhaps his duty was not only to Ironforge and the people inside it, but maybe the rest of Azeroth as well?
The thing is about Evil Halflan, is that nothing heâd do in this timeline is the result of any new traits gained. Itâs simply what heâd do if circumstances were dire enough, and he had the authority to do so. Itâs his best virtues and traits that make him who he is, that would be his greatest weapons as a villain.
So if Evil Halflan met Our Halflan, our Halflan would flatly deny it. Heâd argue thereâs some intrinsic trait that Evil Halflan has that, or a lack of a trait shared between the two of them, that makes Evil Halflan inherently different from Halflan. But thereâs not, frankly.
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Another one given directly to milladee earlier. >.>
Dark Ben breaks off from Prime Ben during the Siege and the Darkspear Revolution. In our timeline she was never caught spying for the Revolution at any point in the Siege. In this timeline, sheâs captured by the Korâkron before the Siege proper begins. Instead of execution, she instead faces imprisonment at the hands of a crew of notoriously cruel Korâkron guards.
Over the course of the Siege, Benâzali is then subject to brutalization by the guards, multiple brandings, humiliation and torture. Though they never broke her before the Revolution stormed Orgrimmar, her psyche was severely impacted.
After the Revolution, Ben had a moment that she might return to a pseudo-Prime-Ben state, until she learns that one of her torturers isnât being executed, but rather is being given a deal in exchange for information on various Korâkron holdouts across Horde territory. Enraged, Benâzali appealed to the Loa, and was given a blessing that allowed her to sneak into the prisonerâs cell and attempt to kill them.
The korâkron tried to cut a deal before Ben killed her, offering the names of every single other captor and a place they said theyâd go after the city fell. Ben agreed, and listened, committing every name, location, and description to memory.
Then she took her blades and took her time killing her.
Following that, Ben took her list of names and locations and traveled far and wide. By now she was already a fugitive from the Horde for killing a prisoner with valuable information, but that didnât stop her from going as far as to sneak into the Draenor expedition team to track down the one that had branded her the most out of the guard troupe.
After allowing vengeance to consume her for years, she found herself relishing the fighting and killing more and more as time went on, and her kills became less precise. Her tolerance for collateral damage grew and grew, she became one of the most notorious criminals in the Horde. When she was done, the blood of her last captor still wet on her blades, she dug deep, until she did find the commander who made the call to spare her first kill. He was not spared from her blades.
Come present day, AU Benâzali has dropped all pretenses of being a scout and spy. Now sheâs a feared and skilled assassin, and her services are for hire to the highest bidder. And when Sylvanas begins a war with the Alliance and has need for assassins of⌠Unquestionable loyalty⌠she decides that her job offer comes with a pardon deal. Itâs a difficult job, the target is a legend to all of Azeroth, and a symbol to the Horde. But of course, Ben would be an idiot to pass on such an offerâŚ
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With how short sighted and irresponsible Tam is at times, Iâm kind of surprised sheâs not already dead in a gutter somewhere after ingesting some intoxicant in pursuit of a new novel high.
She almost bit it with that Zanzilâs poison, thinking it was some Troll booze. She was told she had week to live and tried to get her affairs in order. Then one day I logged in and it was⌠gone!
Oh well!
Lots of possibilities here, the easy route would be to say he lost the battle to his demon and defected to the Legion. But maybe instead of that it would be one in which he did not become an Illidari at all. If he had stayed behind and never followed into Outland, heâd be a much different person. Imagine if the people who were there for you when you needed it the most were not part of your life. Imagine if the process that made you a stronger person never happened. Now imagine all that was replaced with the âoppositeâ end of the spectrum.
Thatâs why I think if not for Illidan heâd have sought purpose elsewhere. A different kind of power. And I think the Light would be perfect fit for the bleakest version of him. Heâd become a warrior of light,yes. But also heâd have far greater limits on how far heâd go. Fighting fire with fire would be just choosing evil. In short, heâd become a Knight Templar type. He may not want to burn down the world. But he might be a little bit more impulsive than he should to label you as a threat and burn you instead.
First of all- this is an amazing writing prompt, I love this idea.
Zenâs is super sad (for me anyway) but here goes.
In our timeline, Zenâs wife and only son were killed by the mogu during the Pandaren Revolution. He felt anger and hatred for the crime. He felt guilt and doubt that as one of the pandaren pushing for the revolution, he was partially responsible. He felt despair and hopelessness at his life being over without them. He felt a need for violence that he acted on many times. He became a prime target for the sha, and was easily possessed. His condition became worse over time.
However, with convincing from his father, who suffered similarly earlier in life, he understood that continuing down this path would kill him, and dishonor his wife and childâs memory. He was freed from the sha by finding it in himself to forgive the very mogu who killed them.
In The Bad Timeline however, he finds himself unable to forgive and move on. When he and his father are confronted with his familyâs murderer, he gives into his hatred and murders the mogu. As his father tries to stop him, Zen inadvertently kills him as well. This solidifies the grasp the sha have on him, and heâs completely overtaken, becoming a hulking monstrosity of negative emotions and void energy.
Twelve-thousand years later, Zen is not found on the Timeless Isle, but slain by the Alliance and Horde. To them, the happy, caring, easy-going pandaren of our timeline appeared to be no different than the other sha aberrations they fought.
Jakko used to be a rogue - namely, a two-bit thug / blade for hire who worked for some pretty nasty people. Around the time of the Cataclysm, he went on a spirit quest that lead to him reconnecting with his Darkspear roots and becoming a druid - a champion of the Loa and a guardian of nature.
But what if that never happened? What if he never became a druid and remained a rogue all these years later? Jakko himself would assume that he would continue being just a two-bit thug, drifting from job to job, paycheck to paycheck, murder to murder. A lost soul who never found the way.
The truth, however, may be worse.
There is a timeline where Jakko remained a rogue, but even worse - got good at it. He ascended the ranks of his old assassinâs guild, and eventually broke off and started his own. Or maybe he just assassinated the old guild leader, all those loyal to them, and took the throne for himself.
Thereâs a version of Jakko who now rules a good chunk of the Hordeâs underbelly with an iron fist. One with dozens of political and military leaders in his pocket, one who peddles drugs on the streets and kills anyone standing in his way.
This version of Jakko, ironically, would also consider the âcanonâ Jakko to be HIS dark reflection - a loser who quit the game just when he was actually starting to get good at it, who still lives in squalor (living with frigging ANIMALS, for crying out loud!) and even more insulting, thinks heâs all high and mighty just because some big, dumb, glowing lizard gave him a thumbs up one time. He wouldnât be sure whether to fight him or toss him a bag of gold so he could buy some decent clothes because, holy crap my man, you look like a frigginâ hobo.
In the other timeline, Revanya was shaped into the Warrior she is now not by the Blood Knights, but by a crime syndicate.
Her parents died after overhearing a plan by Blood Knight extremists to overthrow the Magistrate and take over. Revanya was on the way to becoming a Blood Knight, having been told that her parents had died through ârandom violenceâ, but the truth was eventually learned and she set out to stop the extremists herself.
But her youth and inexperience almost got her killed, as the leaders of the extremists beat her senseless and left her in a burning building to die. But she was rescued by members of a crime syndicate and brought into their âfamilyâ on the promise that the Knights responsible would pay.
In this timeline, Revanya is a dedicated, brutal, and effective enforcer for the syndicate. What sets her apart from the heroine she aspires to be in this timelines is that she is essentially a brute who revels in inflicting carnage and mayhem upon enemies of the syndicate sheâs a part of.
Have you raised the Syndicate reputation to neutral with her? Seems like the cherry on top of that lore cake if you ask me.
Oof, Zatiyaâs post just cuts deep.
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Alynsa stood among the crowd, hoping to remain unnoticed. To her left, a jungle troll cheered for the man about to speak, and to her right a human from Stormwind said a thankful prayer. Before her were a pack of naga all too grateful to their savior preparing himself on a dais, and behind her murmured some fel orcs just happy to be invited.
Anduin Wrynn, emperor of Azeroth, looked down at all his subjects, the united sentient races of Azeroth. He had brought peace to the world, but peace had a cost; all that remained was Pandaria. Kalimdor had burned when embers from Teldrassil reached the mainland. The Eastern Kingdoms were home now to only mindless undead, brought about through rampant and unchecked use of plague-based weaponry. Northrend was much the same. The Broken Isles had sunk into the ocean as a result of some final weapon left behind by the Legion, and one neither the Horde nor the Alliance could have noticed due to their fighting. Zandalar and Kul Tiras were completely despoiled from the wars brought to their shores.
But the young lion, now a man, had united all who remained. They banded together in spite of their differences. And Alynsa, one of the last remaining blood elves, was all too keenly aware that all the events that left the world ruined were events she had dutifully served in as a soldier of the Horde. And the races surrounding her were all those she once hunted down with brutal efficiency.
And as Anduin spoke of hope, all Alynsa could feel was the weight of her own crimes. Peace was attained at the cost of anything left worth fighting for.