Darkness filled the nothingness, nothing existed. Until a distant loud big bang filled the darkness. And with that, it spawned a large vast universe full of galaxies filled with planets and stars. Most of these planets though, were without form and void, and sooner or later would become floating gas giants or planets with extreme temperatures. In the universe with no life lied only one mysterious entity that suddenly appeared. The entity came to not fill all the planets with life, but only one. He saw greatness in the planet, and knew the many wonders and tales that would soon unravel in the distant future. This planet the entity focused on was the soon to be called planet "Earth". The entity filled the planet with seas, mountains, deserts and most importantly, the first forms of life; humans.
Happy with what the mysterious entity created, he returned to the heavens.
Many eons later, when earth was evolved and humans were developed fully; there was still a whole universe left to be made. Because of that, the mysterious entity created the powerful race called the "Titans" to shape the planets left to be made in the vast universe.
Seven great titans were created:
Aman'Thul - High father and in charge of the titans.
Eonar - Patroness of all life in the universe.
Nor'gannon - Master of the arcane magic, knowledge, secrets and mysteries.
Khaz'goroth - Shaper of mountains and canyons.
Aggramar - Second warrior of the Pantheon.
Gol'ganneth - Patron of the skies and seas.
Sargeras - Supreme champion and warrior of the Pantheon.
At last, the Pantheon was created. These seven powerful beings were left in charge of the universe in the mysterious entity's absence.
The universe spawned many unknown, mysterious creatures that wished to threaten the galaxy. Many, and most of them were demons.
Sargeras was called upon to defeat and imprison the hordes of demons native to the universe, so that their evil would not contaminate the titans' vision of order. Sargeras went about his task devoutly for countless millennia.
Many of these demons not only lied in several parts of the universe, but lied in a unknowingly dark place called the "Twisting Nether". It is a formless place of magic and illusion. It is indistinct and chaotic, with no size or shape. Coterminous to all other worlds (except our solar system, e.g Earth, Mars, and so on), the Twisting Nether can be a gateway for those who know how to use it. For mortals, the Twisting Nether is notoriously difficult to access. Spells and portals can take one there, but few other options exist. Traveling to a location within the Twisting Nether can then lead a mortal into the formless plane itself.
Sargeras would imprison most of the demons scattered in the universe into the mysterious makers created domain for the damned, "The Great Below", or as most people know it, "Hell"; other times he would just abandon them into the Twisting Nether.
During his never ending war against the many evil forces, Sargeras became extremely depressed by doing the task of defeating evil. His depression would only get worse sooner or later. The fellow titans started to question him and his sanity, he denied it, but he knew he was really losing his sanity.
One night, in the heavens, Sargeras sat alone in a palace, forlorn and distraught. His titan brother, Aman'Thul, noticed him alone, and walked over to sit down. There was a long moment of pure silence.
"I've seen so much pain, suffering, and evil. Things and beings of pure evil, me always being there to punish them, and yet...it never stops" Sargeras looks up at Aman'Thul, "Is this what our god really wants?" he said in a painful voice. Aman'Thul put his hand on his brothers shoulder, "Of course he would want that, for there to be peace, we must fight to get it". Sargeras looked back down. "Just remember that brother", Aman'Thul got up and walked out of the palace.
"I'd like to believe that..."
Sargeras was forced to contend with another group intent on disrupting the titans order: the Nathrezim. This dark race of vampiric demons took over a number of populated worlds by possessing their inhabitants and turning them to the shadow. The nefarious, scheming dreadlords turned whole nations against one another by manipulating them into blind hatred and mistrust. Sargeras defeated the nathrezim easily, but their corruption affected him deeply.
Sooner or later, Sargeras began to despair of his task and gradually slipped into a brooding depression. As doubt and despair overwhelmed Sargeras's senses, he not only lost all faith in his mission, but also in the titans vision of an cleansed universe. Eventually, he came to believe that the concept of order itself was silly, and that chaos and depravity were the only absolutes within the dark, lonely universe. His fellow titans tried to make Sargeras realize his erroneous way of thinking and calm his raging emotions, but he denied their more optimistic beliefs as self-serving delusions. Storming from their ranks forever, Sargeras set out to find his own place in the universe. Although the Pantheon was sorrowful at his departure, the titans could never have predicted just how far their lost brother would go.
By the time Sargeras' madness had consumed the last vestiges of his valiant spirit, he believed that the titans themselves were responsible for creation's failure. Deciding at last to undo their works throughout the universe, he resolved to form an unstoppable army that would set the physical universe aflame.
Convinced that the titans' ordering of the universe was unnatural and ultimately responsible for the corrupted nature of the demons, Sargeras decided to undo the work of the titans throughout the universe. The only way that he could correct their mistakes was to destroy all of the worlds that the titans had shaped and brought order to so long ago.
Sargeras roamed the Twisting Nether, freeing the many demon races that he had previously hunted down and imprisoned. He became known as the "great, dark god of the Nameless Void". He bound the newly released demons to his will and used them to construct an army of massive proportions; one that eventually became known as the Burning Legion. These cunning creatures bowed before the dark titan's vast rage and offered to serve him in whatever malicious ways they could. The cunning, nightmarish race of the Nathrezim who were once enemies of the past warrior of the Pantheon now served under his command, some of them gained commanding ranks to control the armies.
The Pantheon feared Sargeras and his army of the Burning Legion, after finding their creations destroyed by him. The Pantheon would now put Aggramar in charge of the role Sargeras was in before his betrayal. As scared as the great titans were, they hoped that one day Sargeras would soon realize his horrible transgressions and put an end to all of this
...but that is only a wish, a wish to never be a reality.
Sargeras and the Burning Legion came across many planets and civilizations which they destroyed and wiped out, leaving many races extinct and planets desolated to only be conquered one by one. It was a short time before he would come across the magical race of the dragons. His destructive rampage over the dragons on many planets left many dragonflight civilizations totally wiped out. Soon, a few in number existed afterwards, with only the vicious race of the proto-dragons left. It wouldn't be another millennium until Galakrond, the largest proto-dragon known to live, would revive the ancient race of the dragons after so many eons of extinction. All of that though would be taken place on Azeroth, which was not yet discovered by the titans at this very time, thus it is a world without form and void.
The Burning Legion would eventually come across a small, lone planet floating near the Twisting Nether. Sargeras sensed the presence of the dragons living and being on this planet even without being physically on the surface or in the atmosphere. All of the remaining few dragons existed on this one planet. Sargeras and the Burning Legion raced toward the planet and wreaked havoc upon it with the remaining dragons on it.
And thus' we begin this long, extraordinary tale...
In a dark dimmed room with the walls seemingly covered in gray and black, where two dragons lied in the circle of the room. A red female dragon screamed with agony as a male red dragon comforted her as he rested his upper large paws on the ground; the female is giving birth to a red dragon-whelp egg. She pushed harder, and the harder she pushed the more she screamed. The male dragon looked deep into her eyes, as she did as well. With one final effort, she pushed with all of her might, and the egg finally pushed out of the lips of her labia minora, landing into the males big soft upper paws. He raised the egg, giving a closer look at it. It was done, the final natural red dragon-whelp birth...
Location: The Great Beyond Solar System
Approximately 162,600,552km from the Azerothian Sun.
The male red dragon; A tall, large reptile with dark crimson scales covering the body lay on the mountain top.
He cocked his head toward the sky, suddenly now sitting up right. "What is troubling you Unistrasz?"; his consort lovely said in the softest, sweetest voice, "You know you should be happy about our recent birth my love?". Her body was slim and covered in bright and dark red scales, her form was perfect dragon wise.
"Come, look to the sky Mayastrasza..." Unistrasz said with a cracking voice. Mayastrasza walked over to the left side of Unistrasz and looked up. "What is it?" she said curiously,
"Look at that figure coming towards us",
"The one by the luna, dear".
Unistrasz saw right, a large, dark figure was heading towards the surface, seemingly in their direction.