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My name is Li Xiuwen, and I got an application called "Warcraft Factory". 　　These non-human beasts are more powerful than the other, and the products produced are also equipped with special effects. 　　Quality +5? 　　Efficiency +100%? 　　The short and sturdy dwarves and the infinite giants said in unison: See how we can make magical products one by one and sling foreign companies.

Westfall, a barren and desolate place. Home to Murlocs, Kobolds, and the Defias Brotherhood. It was also a fictional location, or at least, it was until Sean woke up one day to find himself in the world of Azeroth, not surprisingly in Westfall. Bearing a new surname; Feathermoon, Sean finds himself trying to survive the dangers of Azeroth as he sets his sight on living a comfortable and happy life. Of course, as with all transmigrators, Sean has a cheat ability—he could summon a Spatial Garrison. Granted the ability to travel to different timelines, he soon became a target of the gatekeepers of time, the Bronze Dragonflight. Will our hero be able to achieve his goal, or will Azeroth and its inhabitants consume him before that?

In a world full of dangers and opportunities, what would you do with a high-level artifact of the outer plane? Is it to be free and easy on the mainland, fighting swordsmanship, killing people in ten steps? Or silently farm and develop in the borderlands, and occasionally go out and pretend to be a pig? Or to revive the ancient arcane, to restore the glory of the arcanist? Or... become a great god and control the fate of mortals? This is the history of Donald's struggle in another world.

This fanfiction, inspired by various movies, anime, games, and comics-including but not limited to Warcraft , Tolkien written purely for entertainment and non-commercial purposes. I do not own the original intellectual properties. This work is also part of my journey to practice writing English novels before creating my own original story. A 40-year-old Warcraft gamer falls gravely ill and dies. His soul drifts through the void, lost and unaware of its place-until a bright light appears, drawing him in. He follows the light and meets Iluvatar, the Creator. They talk, and the soul shares stories of famous franchises from distant worlds. Iluvatar is delighted to learn that His creations are celebrated even beyond their own realm. As a gift, Iluvatar transforms the soul into a magnificent World Tree and plants it on the planet Azeroth, singing a creation song that expands the world itself. Now, Azeroth holds two continents: the original Azeroth and a new land called Valinor. Iluvatar grants the soul, now rooted in the World Tree, the power of His Song-limited only by the soul's own creativity. Thus, the soul becomes the living World Tree of Azeroth, standing tall before the arrival of the Burning Legion. Author’s Note This fanfiction is a personal writing exercise, inspired by the rich mythologies of Tolkien’s legendarium and the world of Warcraft. It is not intended for commercial use or distribution. My primary goal is to improve my English writing skills while exploring narrative techniques and thematic depth that will support the development of my original novel, Terra Aeterna. Terra Aeterna is a separate, self-contained universe—distinct from any existing franchise—and reflects my own philosophical and creative vision. This fanfiction is simply a space to experiment, learn, and grow as a writer. Thank you for reading.

I come from Gilneas, I am a werewolf and also a druid. I shuttle through the jungle, searching for the gods of the wilderness and feeling the call of nature. During this process, he witnessed the dragon soaring in the sky, felt the anger of the elements, and experienced the baptism of war, making us followers Alpha feel a different kind of Warcraft

In the mysterious otherworld, he reigns as a godlike warrior—one flick of his hand, and tens of thousands of formidable soldiers vanish into ashes. While others tremble before the relentless onslaught of the undead, he remains composed, his voice carrying an undeniable authority: "Mere insects. My legion of the dead shall crush them in the blink of an eye!" Meanwhile, beauties of unparalleled grace and charm weave their own schemes, each seeking to ensnare him with temptation. Watch as he dominates this otherworldly realm, wielding the power of life and death, and carves a legend of his own!

Introduction: After accidentally obtaining a mysterious witch tower, Yang Ling stepped into the threshold of witchcraft practice and became a blood witch. Others can only summon one or two magic beasts, but he can tame thousands of magic beasts with mysterious witchcraft and form a huge magic beast army...

Ni Kalimdor. ni Northrend y ni siquiera los reinos del este, nadie estaba preparado para el nacimiento y ascenso de lo que se conoceria como la nueva horda arrasandolo todo con un ejercito interminable de bestias draconicas y bestias emplumadas, para algunos seran aliados invaluables, para otros seran enemigos jurados y para la legion ardiente, demostraran seran un adversario a la altura.

[Ding! The 'Randomly Spend' Tycoon System is at your service.] On her way to work, Yun Zijin was bound by a system named 'Randomly Spend'. [Spending Task Completed. A 2x rebate has been triggered. Ownership of Villa No. 1 at Xingyu Mansion. The related documents have been placed in the system backpack.] [Spending Task Completed. A 3x rebate has been triggered. Ownership of Dingsi Building. The related documents have been placed in the system backpack.] ... Yun Zijin was dazzled by the system's rewards, only to be told that her wealthy parents had found her? That she's the true daughter of the Xia Family of Dijing? Being bound to the Tycoon System was exciting for Yun Zijin, but she refused to be part of any cliché wealthy family drama. The Xia Family of Dijing? Yun Zijin: Get lost! Don't even think about associating with me!

One day, a strange hand suddenly appeared inside Chi Wan’s interdimensional space. Its owner claimed to be living in the apocalypse—starving, desperate—and begged to trade anything he had for food. Chi Wan stared at the pile of Imperial Green jade, oversized diamonds, and dozens of kilograms of gold bars he offered… and fell into deep thought. …Wasn’t this a little too profitable? From then on, her connection to the apocalypse only grew stronger. The mysterious man—who turned out to be a powerful figure—used his Wood Ability to help her revive rare orchids, cultivate endangered plants, and even harvest zombie crystal cores for the country. As for Chi Wan? She only had three responsibilities: feed him, feed him, and keep feeding him. Somehow, without realizing it, a group of extraordinary men began to gather around her: A genius research scientist. An aloof, abstinent CEO. A cold and ruthless Soldier King… In front of Chi Wan, they were gentle, attentive, and impeccably polite—each trying to outshine the others. Behind her back? They were one step away from tearing each other apart. Meanwhile, on the other side of the spatial link… The so-called King of the Apocalypse clenched his teeth in silence as he listened to these men compete for her attention. As for Chi Wan? “I’m busy getting rich and supporting my family,” she said calmly. “A battle royale of suitors? I have no idea what you’re talking about.” Until one day— An absurdly handsome man appeared at the gates of her villa… carrying a sack filled with gold and jewels. “I’m here to marry into your family,” he declared. Chi Wan glanced at him, then at the newly connected wasteland world inside her space… …and once again fell into deep thought.