I...Nazgul.. was a knight in the Silverhand
When the Northend Kingdom crushed our kingdom...
Its all over..thats what I throught..
But no...
They spare my life...
I am now living in the Mountain behind the Kingdom...
Day by day I look down the cliff watching Arthas and his Father...
Until now...I mastered the Art of Death and Decay...
The Shadowclones...
The Mirror Image...
and Their weaknessess....
Its time...
When Arthas set off to the Northend...
I, Nazgul send off my Clones to the Kingdoms...
They let my clone in....
But not long until it fails...
Arthas's Father...The King of Lordaeron...
Found out that it is I who sent that clone and sented Armys to capture me...
I stayed and fight...
I won the battle without a scatch..
I ran off to the Outland and requested the Archimonde to gave me a hand...
But they refused...
After the night goes down...
I rest in peace in the Outland..
Until now...
I am back with my Shadowless Sword...
To bring down Arthas's Head....
and bring my Kingdom back to life...
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