Yeeeeeeeeeei "He stole the idea of ​​art from worgenartya. Scribbler, did you at least come up with something of your own?"
I did not steal, I adapted it correctly! These are different things.

Let's finish with this, today I will tell you my third rule that I follow in life. But of course history. From which you will understand everything.


Koresta, a pretty good warrior in the canonical storyline .. Passed quite a few tests. However, on her way there was one turning point, because of which her whole life could change. Today I will tell you about this event and her different choice of her life path.

Her first fight. It took place in her youth, during the same escape from Gilneas, protecting her brother, she succumbed to the blows of the orcs. They stabbed her 3-4 times in the stomach before they breathed their last. Yes, she killed them all, but at what cost?

With great difficulty, and thanks to Kerrista, whom she saved, she was able to get to Darnassus, where she was cured, but the healers told her that she would never be able to give birth. Her uterus was severely damaged and she was lucky to have survived.

Her parents always wanted her to become a warrior. But she wanted something else. She has always been interested in magic. After the disappointing news, she went to her brother. Ask him about the essence of sorcery. Even though her brother was a warlock, he understood this more than Koresta.

Having come to her brother, she began a conversation with him:

Friderick : Oh, Koresta, how are you? You look sad.
Koresta : Yes. I'm sad. The healers said that I would never be able to give birth.
Friderick : What? It can't be... Koresta...

Koresta began to cry a lot. Interrupting his brother in mid-sentence.
Friderick hugged his sister. This calmed her, but not much.

Koresta : Tell... Tell me that it was not in vain! Please... I can't take it...
Friderick : Yes, it was not in vain. you saved at least two lives. And maybe more! You are hero. At least for me you are a hero.

Her brother's words brought peace back into her. They spent half the evening drinking tea, discussing what they would do next.

Koresta : My parents always wanted me to become a warrior. But I never wanted to.
Friderick : I know.
Koresta : How did you know that?
Friderick : Well, first of all, you just said it. Secondly, it's obvious that you want to be a magician, our father and mother are both connected with magic. But from you they decided to raise a warrior.
Friderick : No matter how much it hurts me now, because they died, and you and I both know it. But...
Koresta : But?
Friderick : But they will go to hell, both of them. It's your life. Your rules. Do you want to be a mage? I will help you in any way I can.

After everything Koresta had been through in the past couple of weeks, for the first time, she had a smile on her face.

Koresta : Thank you brother. I promise you will hear my name again.
Friderick : I hope to hear only good things about you.

The next day, he began teaching her everything he knew. Coresta showed talents for magic, and it would be okay for some kind of simple, ice or fire. In her charms, a pink-purple spark shone through.

Koresta : Whoa, what is this?
Friderick : Fuck... did they really want to bury such a talent behind the sound of swords? Koresta, you have the makings of a powerful mage. You don't really know anything about magic, but you already manage to do elementary visual tricks.
Friderick : Try to entertain the audience with them, I'm sure you'll be noticed! Maybe in the future you will even be accepted to study at some school of magic.
Koresta : Oooh, that's good to hear.

Koresta's dream slowly but surely began to come true. Before performing in public, she was able to learn how to make water and food out of magic.
She decided to try herself to enter some school of magic. To do this, she went to Stormwind. However, few were impressed by her visual tricks.

In each of the magical schools, she was told that she could not be made into a mage. She had no choice but to go and perform in public for pennies. Well, to make water with food, of course.

So the months passed. It seems that life has improved, my brother moved to Fozgorod. Calls to live there. But it didn't appeal to her. She wanted to be at least a beginner in magic.
On one of the days of the Midsummer Fire Festival, people urgently needed a lot of water. But the trouble is, there was nowhere to get it. Koresta couldn't think of anything else but to make it with magic.
People saw that Coresta was making water from the air, and immediately rushed to her.


A citizen : Mage! Make us water please, we are dying of thirst!!
Koresta : Mage? But I'm not a mage.
A citizen : Of course you are a mage, just because you make water out of air! Please, we are very thirsty.

Koresta couldn't believe her ears. She was recognized as a mage. At least the common people.

Koresta : I will do!
A citizen : Thank you very much! Guys, come here! Now the mage will make for us water!

This large queue was visible from the mage rower, mage's also saw that people were leaving this queue with water. But how? Now there is a drought, there is almost no water anywhere.

The same mage who refused to accept Koresta studies decided to go and find out what was going on there. What he saw amazed him.
Koresta made water out of thin air, and around her was a rather strong magic field that nourished her. This field could only be seen by mages.

Mage : Wow, didn't I notice that field when she was in the building right in front of me? Am I blind? We must quickly accept her to us for training, until the school of magic found out about it.

Everyone who wanted to study was accepted to the school of magic, but Koresta was not lucky in this regard. However, now that same magician saw that in front of him then was a novice mage, and not some kind of warrior.

Mage : Ahem... Excuse me, Koresta? I'm right?
Koresta : Yes. It's me.
Mage : I remember you came to me a couple of months ago to be accepted into the school of mage. I see that you can create food and water. That was enough for me to accept you. It is strange that you did not show me exactly such skills.
Koresta : So do you accept me?
Mage : Of course. Tomorrow is the first lesson, it will be in the evening. Don't be late, Koresta.

During the training, Koresta's talents were able to reveal themselves to the fullest. She learned all 3 schools of magic, including that one. Arcane magic.

After graduating, Koresta became an Archmage. After all, she perfectly coped with all three schools of magic, and knew how to combine them. However, that's not all she learned to do.
Arcane magic allowed her to see alternate timelines. One of which was dark. Since at the moment when she was able to discover this skill in herself, in that timeline she was already dead.
She saw those timelines where she was the mother of 3 children. Whose father was Enzis. 2 girls and 1 boy. In that timeline, she is as happy as ever. But, in this timeline, she is also happy with everything.

There was not a single timeline where she would be both a mage and a mother. This saddened her a little. But not really.

In this timeline, she is a hero. Not just for my brother. But also for many. She prevented sabotage in Fozgorod. Was able to restore the Economy in the entire Alliance. And made a huge contribution to the fourth war. Hero. Don't say anything.
Here she is married to Enzis. A strong warrior in plate armor. Yes friends. This is the same line where the places of all my main characters came true.

I wish you that your dreams come true too. Don't give up, go your own way. If you are sure that this path is correct, do not listen to anyone. Even if life puts obstacles for you, do not give up, fight to the end. If I listened to everyone in a row, I would not write you these lines.

Three simple rules: Help if you can, don't go alone against those who are stronger than you, and go your own way. It's really simple. But life has never been easy. And let it continue to be complicated. After all, the more difficult obstacles you overcome, the stronger you will become.

Peace.