In the world of Azeroth, what's it like to experience the Necropolis City with the Heroes of Might and Magic 3 system? What? My initial special skill is Eagle Eye! I'm a trash Eagle Eye user. But Rhodes quickly discovers that Eagle Eye isn't so bad after all, because it allows you to steal other people's spells. Ding-dong: After a fierce battle, you have learned Frostbolt, Arcane Missiles, Flash of Light, Rain of Chaos, Chain Lightning... As a transmigrator, I wield Holy Light in my left hand, Fel Energy in my right, Arcane Radiance above my head, and Shadow Power beneath my feet. The Forces of Life and Death are upon me—that makes perfect sense, right? The six fundamental forces of the universe will be at my disposal. And the units can be used in even more creative ways: Skeleton Warriors: train them into Royal Terror Guards; Zombies: upgrade them into Abominations; Wraiths: transform them into Banshees. Vampire Kings: transform them into Salian Blood Mages, and so on...

What happens when someone grows up without the essentials of life—health, intelligence, or luck?

For Natsume Naoki, the first 20 years of his life were dull and miserable.

Until one day, a girl who claims to be a professional maid shows up at his door.

“How should we explain our relationship to others?”

“Just say I’m your childhood friend.”

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A sweet, high-IQ, heartwarming romance with no drama, no heartbreak, and no knives—just pure sugar. Warning: May cause diabetes.

P.S. The author has already completed a 1.6 million-word novel—feel free to dive in with confidence!

Spanning two decades, from the flames of Lordaeron to the secrets of the Shadowlands, the epic story of Azeroth has never ceased to be written. As the latest expansion, Darkest Night, unveils an ancient evil, I have journeyed to a war-torn Azeroth, becoming the figure both beautiful and perilous in my destiny. With a complete guide for the entire expansion, I gaze upon Illidan, exiled by his people, Arthas on the path of corruption, and the young new chieftain, Thrall... I know their fates, but what remains uncertain is: will my tiny butterfly, with its flapping wings, save them, or will it usher in even greater darkness? This time, the history of Azeroth falls to me.