Library

There seem to be countless invisible threads intersecting the world, and behind them are hidden cold and mocking eyes. I can't imagine that everything that happens in the world I live in will be presented in the form of literary works, or even children's literature, in another time and space. --Erwin Frost

First of all, I am not a hammer, thank you. I am Isaacs Menethil, the eldest son of the King of Lordaeron. My brother is right next to me. You should all know his name. In more than ten years, he will slaughter a city with his own hands, then bury all the kingdom's navy, and finally kill our father with his own hands, turning Lordaeron into a paradise for the undead. So should I strangle him now?