How Compatible Are You With Yogg-Saron, The Fiend Of A Thousand Faces?

Do you smell that? No, that’s not the pool of saronite you’re sinking into, its the sweet aroma of love, filling the air! Yogg-Saron, the Fiend of a Thousand Faces is tired of spending millennia alone, and is looking for the perfect match to watch the end of all things with! Do you have what it takes to spend eternity with this Old God, and succumb to the curse of flesh, if you know what we’re saying?


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How Compatible Are You With Yogg-Saron, The Fiend of a Thousand Faces?
Perfect Match!

Do you hear wedding bells? The screams of the damned? It looks like the bond between you and this Old God will stand the test of time. I hope you're ready for your future, Mr/Mrs. Beast With a Thousand Maws.
Give it a shot!

Why not, right? It's not like you've done any better lately. Why not give The God of Death That Which Must Not Be Named a chance? What's the worst thing that could happen?
No chance.

You fucking wish that you could get a piece of this hot Old God ass, you fucking pimple-faced loser. No wonder they call Yogg-Saron "Hope's End", because you don't stand a fucking chance.

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