Warhammer: Do I Have to Sit on the Golden Throne Too?

Zhou Yun has always been dismissive of the very idea of transmigration—who knows what kind of cesspool you might end up in? If he were to be transported, he demanded nothing less than infinite lifespan, top-tier power within the entire setting, command over vast territories, millions of loyal soldiers, absolute safety, billions of devoted worshippers, countless worlds under his rule, and a cheat system that simultaneously combined the immortal life, persona-swapping, domain management, invincibility, family legacy, abundant offspring, and absolute dominance subgenres. Best of all, he figured, he wouldn't have to do a thing—just sit there and let it all happen. And so, on Terra, within the Imperial Palace, atop the Golden Throne, Zhou Yun opened his eyes. "Huh? I have to sit on the Golden Throne too?"