Epilogue

By Icura and Vahn

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- Except from the Journals of Jaina Proudmoore- Wrynn, Her Royal Highness Queen of Stormwind, Leader of the Kirin Tor. 75 AoC (Age of Chaos)

When I reflect on my friend, Tanya, I see clearly now that she was just a young girl who wanted very little in a dangerous world. Though it took awhile for my good friend, King Arthas, to woo her, and their union changed Lordaeron for the better.

Even now, the Alliance is stronger and more united than we could ever have thought possible thanks in a large part to her innovative ideas and how she executed them. It is a shame that such an effort by her drove the Bronze Dragon flight insane. Their constant attacks became too much, forcing us to put down Nozdormu, the Bronze Dragon Aspect. To the very end, he insisted on trying to turn everything back to the right path.

Apparently, this path was the complete destruction of my kind, the fall of one of the many of the Horde champions, and the destruction of the Elven homelands. There was little wonder that it did not sit well with many. It was unfortunate that the Bronze Flight had to be hunted to extinction or as close as they could get to it to prevent them from undermining us through their powers over time. There was still much we could have learned from them, but like Deathwing's brood, I have not seen a Bronze in over ten years. A shame really.

Now, where was I? Oh yes, Tanya. I believe Tanya in the future will be remembered as the greatest Queen to ever grace the human kingdoms. She is revered by the people as the Holy, along with other titles such as the Holy Saintess, Bearer of Light, Confessor Mother, and a slew of others. Her innovations and streamlining of both the military and "private sector" (a new term for merchants) has united the races of Azeroth like never before. It is just unfortunate that throughout her reign with Arthas, she keeps trying to step down, saying that her "term" was over.

Who would be stupid enough to get rid of a Queen so wonderful?

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- Recollections from Thrall, Son of Durotan, Vol 2 of Expansion of the Horde.

Three years after our arrival in Kalimdor, history will consider it a failure on my part that we eventually went to war with the Night Elves over resources. We had millions of mouths to feed and the Night Elves'…generosity was inadequate. I had offered more than fair terms as the other leaders of the Horde could attest to, but the Night Elves were too stubborn, too set in their traditions. So we carried out our own traditions and did as our ancestors did. We took from them everything.

Our tide of war was unstoppable. The Night Elves retaliated in the dead of night, under their worshipped moon, but our Horde could not be stopped. The Taurens were hesitant at first, but they eventually came to our side. The Night Elves had many allies, but they were too arrogant in their own strength to call them, coming at us with their own forces instead of a unified alliance. Our biggest strength was our unity, and we were able to annex and destroy many of the Night elves' bases and resources. Several of the goblin trade princes, seeing our string of victories, petitioned to join us. I saw no reason to refuse.

While much more savage and physically stronger than their Lordaeron counterparts, they were ultimately unable to match our might. In their desperation, they called upon their Demi-God, Cenarius, to join the war.

A Demi-God that Grom and I slew. It was a fierce battle, but even the divine falls before Orcish strength. Combined with their armies' defeat, we sent them reeling out of Ashenvale.

The Goblins were quick to use their shredders to harvest the lumber we needed. Their explosives made short work of the mines and their mountain giant defenders. However, knowing now what I did of their many allies who they still did not call upon despite being on the losing end of the war, I cannot help but think that if they did call upon them, we would have encountered a challenge more worthy of our attention.

Be that as it may, war is war. As Grom would say, "If they wanted to weaken themselves, who am I to deny their skulls' wish to meet my axe."

Victory was well within our grasp, but then our old foes from across the seas followed us to this land.

The Humans.

I would learn later that the Night Elves' goddess Elune granted their High Priestess a vision, and while we were stripping Ashenvale of everything it had, they sailed east to Lordaeron to ask for aid.

I do not know how they got the Humans to agree, but they arrived with a massive fleet. It was worrying. They had defeated us once before and kept us for many years in bondage and slavery. If they force an attack, we would be pinned between them and the Night Elves but to my surprise they wanted to talk.

I was prepared for war as were the Horde. We were not, however, prepared for their offer of peace. So rather than lose even more Horde lives, I decided to agree to an armistice and hear what they had to say.

At the head of their procession was their High Queen, better known as Tanya the Holy. The moment I saw her, I thought that she was Taretha reborn, but where Taretha had a gentle air about her, the High Queen was a hardened veteran, her face looking as if cut from stone. Then she said four words that would later become dreaded in all territories of the Horde.

"I've come to negotiate."

Keeping records, and papers, and other forms of record was not the Orc's way nor was it the Troll's or the Tauren's. I charged the goblin princes with negotiating, but I had the final word. The human Queen thrives in such an environment like a shark to water. Many of what they talked about went over my head like compensation, macroeconomic policies, investments, stock options, and trade contracts. The negotiation table was large, but the stacks of papers for her proposal were larger, and she had more waiting in boxes on the floor besides her.

Stacks of boxes.

They might called her Tanya the Holy in Alliance lands, but we came to know as her Tanya the Cutthroat.

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- A Missive from Velen the Prophet, Leader of the Draenei to High Executor Maarad, Azeroth Wars vol 3.

My friend, I bring news, whether grave or hopeful is yet unknown. I only know that nothing is as it should be. Something has changed, the prophecy:

Silvery moon, washed in blood, Led astray into the night, armed with the sword of broken Light. Broken, then betrayed by one, standing there bestride the sun.

Has been shattered, my friend. It is something that is tied to our own salvation, but everything has changed. A'dal has counseled that we should approach these 'Alliance' in what was once known as Tanaan Jungle. We can no longer hide as we do now, a force led by the Naaru M'uru containing soldiers from the Army of the Light is due to arrive soon, with the Legion's hounds nipping at their heels.

Our only salvation now is to open the Dark Portal and go into this green world A'dal had shown me. The world they call Azeroth to seek counsel with the one they call T'anya.

Gather our people and make haste.

In the Light, we are one

Velen

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- Reflection of High Priestess Tyrande on the Aftermath of the First Legion War.

They came, as we knew they would. We have waited over ten thousand years for the Legion's return. However, it was not through our strength but those of the youngers and outsiders who pushed back and defeated the Legion.

I wonder if it was hubris on our part for underestimating the Orcs, or rather, the Horde as they called themselves, thus weakening us when the Legion had invaded. Yet, I cannot deny that they too fought well against our most ancient enemy.

Perhaps, they have earned the lands we were forced to acquiesce during our short lived war with the Horde. Like the human High Priestess said, if I gave them a sliver of respect here and there, they would act like great fodder for the Night Elves. They have proven so when they shielded the Night Elves forces during the Battle for the Dark Portal.

Now, I find myself petitioned by a second foreign outsider, these...Draenei. Our cousins in Lordaeron and their human allies had more interaction with them than we did. However, I cannot see anything but Eredar when I look at them, even though I know they have proven themselves to be different.

Their High Priest, Velen, had thought we would have much in common, being the two of the more long lived species in Azeroth. Perhaps he's right, but I do not feel now is the time to explore our similarities. Beside, his request to free Illidan has caused my love great discomfort; the fact that they knew him and his name was disconcerting.

I am afraid I will have to reject his petition for his people to live on our vacant islands to the northwest. As for Illidan, I will petition Malfurion to release him, since he has already been imprisoned for over 10,000 years. Eternity is too long for brothers to be apart.

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- Varian Wrynn, King of Stormwind, Collected Missive of Lordaeron. Archived in Lordaeron Royal Library, Restricted.

Arthas, I am sorry that Jaina is so willful, but she needs a friend at the moment. Tanya's companionship will do her good, and I'll make sure to take good care of her when she arrives in Stormwind. At the very least, with both of them sharing the same condition, they would not get up to anything dangerous. Besides, the children would be delighted to see Weiss and Visha again.

Unfortunately, Prophet Velen is currently residing nearby to train Anduin directly in wielding the Light. I know Tanya is not very fond of him or of the Naaru, but I will run interference as best as I can. You have my words on that, brother.

I will try to get them to stop calling her T'anya.

Your dear friend,

Varian Wrynn

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- After action report by High Exarch Turaylon, Argus Beachhead

The siege upon Argus had nearly failed. The Eredar defensive ships were more numerous than we had first imagined. Even with the fleet from Azeroth we were outnumbered two to one in sheer numbers alone. I have all the respect in the world for the High Queen, but I did not feel a woman who had just given birth to her fifth child not two days ago had any business on a battlefield. I was wrong. The Light works in mysterious ways.

I can say with certainty that without Her Holiness-or Demon's Bane as the Army of the Light now calls her-on the battlefield, we would have lost. Her faith was blinding, even to me. The power she unleashed took down ship after ship. The prayers to the Light that she uttered is being written down and taught to all in the Army of the Light. Perhaps, it was because her faith was stronger than any of us. Velen was right that she shone as bright as a Naaru.

With her at our side, I no longer feel that ending the Legion is some far away dream.

Glory to her Holiness, High Queen Tanya!

For Azeroth!

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- Chronicle of Tanya the Holy Vol. 10

PREFACE:

It is unfortunate that her Holiness chose to write in a coded script understandable only to her. Though, I had the distinct honor of serving by her side for many years and taking care of her children, none, not even her own family members were taught her hand. Perhaps it was for her unbridled private thoughts alone. While we may never know her true thoughts, the fact that she had written them makes them important, not to mention sacred.

- High Inquisitor Bishop Sally Whitemane

(Damn you, Being X. Damn you to all the Hells! Damn you to the Fel, the Shadowlands, the goddamn Nightmare! You're laughing at me right now, aren't you, you piece of shit fake divinity! It's you who's sending all these world ending threats to Azeroth, isn't it? And you who keeps on agitating Arthas's lust somehow, I know it! I gave him five children already. That should be enough even by most royal standards!

Ah, damn it! I shouldn't have said yes! I shouldn't have married Arthas. I am overworked and underpaid for helping to save this damned world every other year! I feel like I am working for a black company. No, this is a black kingdom!

Unfortunately for you, you piece of shit, I finally found you. You don't think I hear your whispers echoing through Stormwind Keep? Already, I have Whitemane and Paletress begin purging your Twilight Cultist from our lands. Your worthless worshipers will be extinct before I direct the entire world against you. Not to mention my own personal strike force of forty of my most elite bloodthirsty psychopaths!

Being X, or should I say, Old Gods, your time draws to an end. You might be multiple beings, but I will hunt you all down!

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Ah, enough venting. I guess I'll try to lobby the Council to let me step down after we kill Being X. I will push the job onto Jaina this time; she can handle it. I have already created a very comprehensive proposal outlining why she would be the better candidate to be on the Alliance Council or even lead it. She's been having it too easy with her husband. It's about time that she tastes the hell I have been suffering through.

I probably shouldn't include this page in my chronicle but…ah, who cares. It's not like anyone would be able to read this anyway.)

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The End.

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Authors' Note:

Vahnhammer: So it's an epilogue, but it gives a glimpse on what changes with Tanya's presence. For me, thanks to Warlord of Draenor and Legion, we now know for a fact that the victory at WC3 meant nothing along with all the scourging. Archimonde and those demons simply respawned. You did not put a dent in their army unless you actually kill them in the Twisting Nether.

So in this new timeline, rather than waste time and resources in fighting a fake war of WC3, when they meet the Legion, their victory will count. They will be united too unlike the Bronze theory that the Eastern Kingdom would fall to war and kill each other for no good reason. It's the Tanya factor. It is also the basis of a crossover. We don't have to follow canon on the rails. Blizzard certainly doesn't anymore.

As for why it ended here, well, the whole thing kicked off with the humans, but if the humans live and destroy Frostmourne, then it changes the landscape. So from here, it branches out to how we envision it above. As for why we showed the other POVs during the interlude, it's because it shows where everyone else is and what they are doing. It was also a nice break in between the actual main story.

Anyway, at least the story is finished. Not everyone can be pleased, but perhaps enough will be glad for reading along! Already, we are brainstorming up another story!

We shall see, thanks again! Stay safe! If there are questions about some points, I'll reply to them if the answers are not readily available in the story itself. Or Icura could.

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Icura: Yep, this is the end of the story. I do hope you enjoyed the story.

I wanted to do a Youjo Senki story not just because I loved the light novels, but also because of jacobk story, A Young Woman's Political Record. I'm not sure if I would have dived into Youjo Senki fanfiction if I hadn't read his story so it was definitely influential to me. I will also admit that I was really happy when Jacobk posted once in this thread long ago and when he gave a call out to my story in the author note of his chapter. Around the time I started the story, Gremlin_Jack made his story, A Young Girl's Delinquency Record, and for a time, I fancied myself as his rival. We were releasing roughly around the same word count at the same pace. Though I eventually fell out of that race for reasons already stated. I love reading a lot of the Youjo Senki crossover stories that came out after mine—especially final fantasy tactic crossover story from Watchinkid—and I would like to think that I started that trend, but I probably didn't. Well, I do think I did start the third life trend.

I want to thank Gromweld for all the help he has given. I know Vahn consulted you privately on a multitude of occasions about lore issues, and I have always valued your expert opinion.

Now, time for the super long ending talk/musing/rant/explanation. Skip it if you don't want to ruin your view of the end of the story.

We initially came up with this crossover because I wanted Youjo Senki and Vahn wanted Warcraft. At that point in time, all I wanted to do was write war. Battle. Bloodshed. Massacre. The last story that I wrote seriously lacked that so I was starved for it. I had built up so much anticipation for the war in that story that never came to fruition. So we decided to combine both series that we wanted to do into a crossover. Vahn was practically the lore guy for Warcraft; he knew so much since he had been a WoW player since the start of that mmorpg (massive multiplayer online roleplaying game).

It all started with a question.

"What if Tanya was at Stratholme?"

Then it went into what class would she be able to do something about it or affect it in some way.

Priest was the one that seemed like the best option as magic and melee classes didn't seem like they would be able to affect that storyline as much.

How could she affect something that big?

Maybe the Type 95?

Then it went from there.

As for me, I didn't know a thing about the universe of Warcraft. I did play Warcraft 3 when I was young, but I could barely remember it at all. Cue an entire month and a half spent in research. I played classic Warcraft 3 and then I bought and subscribed to WoW, playing a human female priestess from level 1 to max level. I did it fast, I did it furious, and I could not understand the storyline after Wraith of the Lich King. I literally had to wiki a lot of the storyline because of how poorly organized it was in-game (you just skip past the storyline quests with realizing it or out-level them helplessly). It was a far cry from the unbreakable chain of storyline in Final Fantasy 14. After that, we planned out scenes and battles by getting on his skychaser aircraft mount and flew over the areas where they took place, planning out what happened where so I could get the meticulous details right. That was a lot of fun.

While Warcraft wasn't that popular in fanfiction, we thought that when Warcraft 3 Reforged comes, there would be a resurgence of interest and a new wave of fanfics dedicated to WC3 reforged so we also wrote in anticipation of that. Even our current fans would be able to experience the storyline and get more involved. I was planning to even get inspired while playing it. New graphics and modern UI. A storyline that would be changed so that there wouldn't be any contradictions with WoW. Faster and smoother gameplay.

We went on a mini-hiatus for winter holidays in December, and after that, I was feeling a bit sluggish and lazy from it so I planned to write another chapter after playing Reforge in January, but then the game got delayed. That was fine, I could wait until it released at the end of January.

Then it released.

Well, I don't need to say anything more, do I?

While I will not outright say that there's no chance of a sequel, we would have to forgive Blizzard, a herculean task.

This collaboration with Vahn has been very fruitful, but it wasn't like it was always smooth; we fought each other on a lot of things. However, that was a good thing. We trusted each other enough to fight it out with each other. This happened quite often since we were both passionate about the project. I can't even remember how many times we had to change scenes because one of us disagreed with it. I had my outrageous demands, and he had his own. The thing is, I trusted his friendship and honesty enough that it was still a lot of fun. It really was. There were plenty of times where I would get stuck at a part (usually non-fighting part) because the angle I was doing felt too boring which would lead me to agonize over that one section for weeks or months which would essentially be a hiatus. Vahn helped me get past them often enough that it feels crazy, otherwise I would have been stuck long ago for so many times. We would change it around and hit it from another angle or do something entirely different, enough that it made the scene fun enough to write, something that I had a hard time doing on my own. I used to think that getting stuck on parts that I think are boring was writer's block. It isn't. I ended my previous story abruptly since I kept getting frustrated with constant and reoccurring "writer's block" that probably wouldn't have happened if Vahn was there, especially since that story was solely non-fighting.

If you read this far, thank you for sticking with me through this long rant. I could have just copped out and said that this was just a hobby or it's not like I am doing it for money or anything, but truth of the matter is that I want to do the best I can do, no matter if it is just for fun or what-not. I want to make better stories and I want to be a better writer. I could say a whole bunch of reasons and excuses, but in the end, I just want to be better than what I am.

Well, we will probably be working on our next project once we figure out what we want to do. Though, it seems like every fic I write, I have to do tons of research because their universe is too huge…