Traveling between reality and illusion. Pushing my limits in a mysterious realm. Riding a legendary red steed. Standing alone against countless surging hordes of zombies. As I stand atop Icecrown Citadel, looking down upon the vast army of the dead bowing in submission before me, should I feel pride-or should I recall everything that once was? Lust, greed, pride-all the original sins of humanity-are, in fact, the shackles we have never truly broken. Humility, compassion, generosity-all the virtues of humanity-are they the last vestiges of our simplicity remaining after we reach the summit, or the final memories we should cast aside?