Executor (True name unknown), was one of the Voidwalkers of such unknown origins had mastery over Telekinesis for too long. However, wicked and twisted by nature, he enjoyed through others pain. Making them suffer as he laughed at their demise. He went so far in the Telekinesis and plunged himself into the domain of true power - 'Psi'.
Mind Control was the only thing he didn't learn, cause he did not want to. He long knew the pain and suffering that be brought to his unfortunate victims and he feared it. Yes! Executor feared pain, he lived to inflict it upon others, but wanted always to be away from it, so that the voices of doom would never echo upon his mind again. That was the chief reason why he never peeped inside the minds of others. But he would thoroughly enjoy the sad demise of his victims, being crushed cruely by his maddening Psi abilities.
Driven by his will alone, to torture the victims, so much that would finally plead him to grant them death, Executor joined the massive army of Burning Legion. Kil'jaeden, quickly realizing the potential true warrior of Legion, quickly accepted him as one of the upper highs. Driven under the rule of the other mighty Lord - Archimonde, Executor came upon the world of Azeroth, and hence, there began the legend of an Extremely wicked and twisted beast, who enjoy nothing but pain of others.
Executor's physical appearance matched with a Voidwalker, but inside, he was a living vessel of the tremendous Psi energy, a swirling, unstable vortex of raw power, that would consume anything and simply break it down, as he broke the wills of survival and living of countless victims. While Archimonde sought the Power of the Nodra'ssil, Executor marched upon the Maelstrom - for that was all he needed - the unstable vortex of raw power, much like is own.
Not to mention that he did not get the power to claim as his own, He was stopped by the fury of endless Sea itself. For many days he brooded upon overcoming the thick cover of the substance called Water, but all his efforts were fruitless, as he was seeing such a thing for the very first time in his long, twisted lifetime.
Maddened, and disappointed, Executor came back to the land, intending to unite back with the Legion, only to find the Legion defeated and the Lord Archimonde undone... Now left behind as the Legion's army fled back to the Twisting Nether, Executor hid hemself in the shadows, waiting for the opportunity till he could rise up again. Only a slightest spark, of Weapons clashing, or the Wands and Mystic Staves swinging and Jets of energies or Rain of Arrows flying acrosee the battlefields, anywhere and anytime... And Executor would appear back, ready to offer his services, to any side cause it does not matter long as he enjoys bringing others to Pain and Doom.
Maybe that is why,
that exactly is why...
He is there... in Battle for the Conquest.
This is good,much much better.;)
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