{A/N: I've long wanted to write a story about an overpowered, ultra-racist, psychopathic elf mc. Now I'm in my last semester of university so I can finally write it. Also, I drew a lot of inspiration from Wow when creating my story, as you guys can tell from the fact that I added the Windrunner sisters in my story(Sylvanas is my favorite). I will use more of Wow, but it won't be enough to turn my story into fanfiction.I hope you guys like my story and have fun while reading}

{PLEASE BE AWARE THAT THERE IS INCEST IN THIS STORY}

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When the universe first came into being, there was nothing but darkness.

After an unknown period of time, a light shone in a corner of the universe.

It was a dazzling light that eventually went out, leaving behind a barren land.

This land gave birth to the first life, a sapling that, over time, grew into a giant tree.

The tree covered the planet with its shade, where, over time, other life emerges and thrives in its shadow.

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Unlike the tree, which stayed in one place, these smaller life forms could roam the realm.

They called themselves gods and goddesses as they traveled through the realm.

They learned many things that changed them and made them much more powerful than they were before.

Each one of them learned different elements and aspects; some learned only one, while others learned several.

But they all learned, which gave them a certain power over these elements and aspects, granting them the power of creation and wisdom.

They used these powers to create things. They created lava using the elements of fire and earth.

They created rain. They created light with the help of darkness. They created darkness with the help of light.

And they continued to create and learn by harnessing the power of aspects such as love, lust, chaos, order, justice,war ,vengeance,death,life,time,space and so on.

Until they were driven out of the realm because it couldn't withstand their power, so they created their own realm where it could bear their presence.

But something changed everything when a goddess created something else, something that was so different from the others.

The goddess began with the creation of her first elven, as she likes to call herself, or her children, as she refers to her creations, since she made them in her image.

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Her first creation was not her child, for she will only create them after this one. Her first creation was meant to protect her children, serving as a guardian and, if necessary, a destroyer.

She was aware that others were aware of her actions and accomplishments. As they might try to destroy or steal her creation, or even create their own.

Hence, she wanted to ensure the safety of her children.

The first creation of the goddess was a male with red eyes, the color of blood, and black hair, the color of darkness.

She made him big, with a body full of muscles, so that he could destroy the enemies of her children.

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Unlike herself, who has silver hair that shines like the most beautiful light and golden eyes that radiate goodness and warmth like the sun, she created him tall, much taller than her children, as he was meant to shield them from harm.

Unlike her children, she gave him no soul and no will of his own. Therefore, regardless of what occurs, he will always remain what he was meant to be: a guardian devoid of personal will, dedicated solely to protecting her children

Inside of elven forest under a huge tree stood a tall male elven with well-developed muscles.

His eyes glowed red, devoid of light, and his long raven-black hair reached down to his lower back. His face appeared cold and emotionless.

The elf stood in front of the huge tree, appearing to guarding the towering tree, or more accurately, he was ensuring the safety of the elves hidden within the forest beyond its trunk.

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The male elf remained still in his position. But that didn't mean that everything else remained the same.

The realm, once empty after the banishment of the gods, was now teeming with life as other gods created their own races.

Some were created after him, making them the first race to be created, along with the elves.

Although he was made of flesh and blood, he wasn't even considered a living being.

The races that were created along with the elves were dragons, titans, angels, demons, and humans.

They were all scattered throughout the realm, where their gods created suitable lands for them to live in.

Some gods created their own guardians, like the Elven Goddess, to protect their creations.

However, none of them were like the Elven Goddess's guardian. She was able to connect his power to nature, the sun and the moon, resulting in him growing stronger with every passing second.

Eons have passed since the elves did nothing but stay inside the tree, losing themselves in its safety and warmth.

Nothing could harm them, as their guardian protected them. But then they learned of death by starvation or sickness.

They realized that they could not just live inside a tree for the rest of their lives.

They had to do something to keep on living. So, they tried to learn how to hunt.

Unfortunately, some of them were injured or killed in the process because they had no weapons other than their hands.

They learned how to make weapons and used them to hunt animals. They ate the meat of the hunted animals and clothed themselves with their hides.

They also learned other skills, such as gathering and fighting. When they realized how weak and ignorant they were, they left their tree to explore and make contact with other races.

They did not care if they were friends or enemies, for the elves had their powerful guardian that could kill any enemy they encountered.

Some races attempted to enslave or attack them. The resulting elven guardian completely destroyed them then they befriend some friendly races and exchanging knowledge to improve themselves.

When they came to the conclusion that it was time to return, they went back to their tree.

However, this time, they chose to live outside the tree instead of inside.

They founded the Elven kingdom and chose the most powerful among them as their ruler.

They created laws and many other institutions, but their golden age began when they discovered magic, which all elves could use.

They started using magic in every possible way - for hunting, gathering, building, crafting, fighting, and daily living.

Of course, they did not forget what they were before magic, so they simply added magic into their old way of life.

Warriors or paladins who carry shields would imbue them with enchantments. Likewise, the ones with a high affinity and reserve of magic could transform a physical shield into a magically generated shield.

Rangers either enchanted their bows and arrows or simply conjured arrows with magic.

While all this was happening, all the races in the realm were evolving. One individual, the elven guardian, stayed where he was, as he always did.

He watched them and only intervened when other races threatened the extinction of the elves, as his goddess had commanded.

If he intervened every time the elves were threatened, they could become sluggish and waste time and resources.

She wanted them to be strong on their own, which is why the Elven Guardian didn't intervene when they were hunted for the first time, leading to the deaths of some of the first elves.

So, for most of his existence, he watched them. He was there when the first natural elven was born, when the first elven died, when they learned how to craft, when they hunted for the first time, and clothed themselves in the skin of their hunt.

He was there when they learned magic and built the elven kingdom. He was always there, standing in front of the giant tree, watching them without moving, blinking... breathing.

After eons of development, some races evolved and became far more powerful than others, causing them to become arrogant and cruel towards the underdeveloped and weak races.

Titans and dragons were prime examples of this, as they became the most powerful races in the realm, followed by elves, demons, angels, and dwarves.

The dwarves, however, were something of a special case. While they weren't the most powerful, they were master craftsmen, and some of their creations could slay even the mighty titans and majestic dragons.

War broke out. The conflict was known as the War of Might and Wrath. It was a conflict between the two most powerful races of the realm: Titans and Dragons.

It started when they became the most powerful races of the realm. Over time, both dragons and titans saw themselves as the rulers of the realm.

Since they couldn't allow another ruler to exist, they waged war against each other.

It wasn't a war to determine which of them was the most powerful, but to eradicate the other.

The war continued for centuries, with neither side able to eradicate the other.

However, the tide of the battle changed in favor of the Titans when they convinced the Elves to join their side.

The Elves used their never-ending and ever-powerful magic to slay dragons as if they were common lizards.

But of course, everything changed again when the Dragons convinced Dwarves and Humans to join them in the war, bringing it back to how it was at the beginning.

However, the Titans and Dragons tried to convince other races to join them, but they were not successful at first.

But it changed over time when other races saw that this war could be an opportunity to earn resources and more power by aligning with the winning side.

The Titans were far prouder than the dragons and only allowed strong races to join them.

The dragons were proud creatures, but their hatred surpassed their pride as they witnessed their kind being slaughtered.

They allowed any race that wanted to join the war to fight on their side, resulting in the dragons overpowering the titans.

This allowed the dragons to slaughter almost all of the titans and nearly half of the elves.

When the Titans were almost extinct, the dragons and their allies turned to the elves.

The elves retreated to their kingdom to defend themselves and seek refuge with their guardian, who had stood in the same place since his creation.

He was covered in vines because he never moved. The vines that grew on his body became a part of him, making him look more like a dryad than an elf.

Dragons, filled with hatred for the elves who slaughtered their kind, along with their greedy allies, marched toward the elven kingdom with great strength and speed to massacre the elves and plunder their riches.

As they stood before the elven kingdom, they prepared themselves for a bloody yet seemingly effortless battle.

Despite the advantage the elves had within their kingdom, their numbers and power proved insignificant against the overwhelming might of the dragons.

The Elven guardian stood in front of the Elven kingdom's gates, gazing at the army of billions of different creatures from around the realm.

A slight light shone in his eyes, which were once devoid of light but now held some brightness.

As he existed, he gained a soul that gave him emotions, yet he couldn't grasp what emotion was, lacking any way to experience or learn from others.

Thus, he continued to fulfill his purpose, created to protect the elves without interfering with them in any way.

For countless millennia, he lived the same way, with today being no different - the light in his eyes and the soul in his body meant nothing, as he was going to do what he was always meant to do: protect the elves.

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{A/N:I know this chapter was a long one that was just a big dump of info and it's pretty boring even I got bored while writing but it is necessary for the story pls be patient, as it's only gonna be like that for 2 at most 3 chapters}