Dragon God: Spreading the Sacred Flame Across Azeroth for Seven Thousand Years

Lin Mo, an ordinary transmigrator, faces the most absurd beginning imaginable: his soul is thrust into the body of a newly hatched black dragon whelp. Immediately bound by a mysterious system, he receives devastating news—he will remain sealed for five thousand years—but also a miraculous boon: he has already ascended to demigod status. Before the newly minted Demigod Obsidian can even adjust to his divine power, an even greater revelation strikes. The frozen continent beneath his claws is Northrend, and this is Azeroth, but not as history remembers it. He has arrived three millennia after the War of the Ancients, a full seven thousand years before the legendary events of recorded lore. Embracing his draconic form and divine station, Obsidian recognizes the unique advantage of this primordial era. There is no Scourge, no Lich King, only vast frozen tundra, primitive tribes, and fledgling proto-dragons and frost troll clans hungry for guidance, both physically and spiritually. With a dragon’s grin, he begins his ministry, igniting the first spark of faith in the shadow of the Dragon Temple itself. This act marks merely the beginning of a grand design that will span from the icy winds of Northrend to the future battlefields of Arathor and the shattering skies of Draenor. Over seven thousand years, Obsidian will cultivate a growing flock of devoted followers, meticulously reshaping destiny and rewriting the Chronicle before it is ever set in stone.