Players are coming, fortunately I have a time travel simulator

[Looking at Varian and the others with expressions of disbelief, especially Thomley Megillas who was the most surprised and felt that his feelings had been deceived, you spread your hands to them and said, "Why so serious?"

As Thomley Megillas said, you are essentially a good person, not the monster they think you are, just a little weird. After feeling the immense power you now possess and trying to summon a large number of undead, you chose to let your friends go. I hope they will bring you more surprises in the future.

After plucking Frostmourne, your mind suddenly became filled with frantic voices, a dark will trying to compel you to obey the Lich King and destroy all living things. Then, you could sense Ner'zhul's wrath within your mind—in fact, the moment you took up Frostmourne, you felt a deeper connection between you and Ner'zhul. Beyond the rage, you could also sense a smug glee deep within him. Perhaps he thought you were a decent enough shell. Then, in a single moment, he unleashed no fewer than ten obscenities, his rapid-fire delivery rivaling that of a rapper. Facing his wrath, you offered a halfhearted explanation: "It was a complete accident." You didn't know if he believed you, but you did.

In August of the 20th year, after wielding Frostmourne, your control over the undead improved greatly, and your power grew immensely. Despite the presence of Uther, formerly the most powerful warrior in Lordaeron's history and now the strongest paladin, and Varian, who grew increasingly powerful under Uther's guidance, the Lordaeron expeditionaries soon perished in the bitter cold of Lordaeron, only to be resurrected by the Lich King's powerful power and become minions of the Scourge. Former teammates became current opponents... The collapse of adults often comes suddenly. It wasn't long before the expeditionary force began to disintegrate. In the end, of the nearly 8 expeditionary forces, less than 1000 returned to Lordaeron.

In September of the 20th year, after the Lordaeron expeditionary force completely failed and retreated to Lordaeron itself, you were summoned by Ner'zhul—he told you to return to the Frozen Throne. You know, this is where the fun begins. Ner'zhul had previously sought to corrupt Arthas so he could extract Frostmourne, shatter his last vestiges of humanity, and become the vessel for his resurrection—and he summoned you with the same motive. Now, you desperately want to know: after merging with the Lich King, will you assimilate him, or will he assimilate you?

So you happily rushed from Howling Fjord all the way to Icecrown Glacier. When you passed Azjol-Nerub, the Crypt Lord Anub'arak came to your side and led you through a series of ancient underground tunnels. In just half a month, you returned to Icecrown Citadel.

From October 20 to May 10, as you advanced through the bitter ice and snow on the mountain roads of the Frozen Throne, and finally reached the summit of the Frozen Throne and stood before the rune armor encased in ice, Ner'zhul's call for freedom suddenly filled your consciousness.

You wield Frostmourne and smash it against the ice that encased Ner'zhul. With a crisp "bang," the ice shatters. Looking at the rune armor and Helm of Domination that fell to the ground, your lips curl upwards exaggeratedly. You pick up the Helm of Domination and put it on your head. This also means that from now on, you will become one with the Lich King, becoming the most powerful monster in the world of Azeroth.

As you sat upon the Frozen Throne, a protracted war with Ner'zhul for control of your body began within your mind. A flood of past memories, both Ner'zhul's and your own, washed over you. Although Ner'zhul's soul was far stronger than yours, having wielded the power of the Lich King for much longer, your chaotic and disorganized mind made it impossible for him to detect any weaknesses in your spirit.

On the contrary, for a psychologist like you, Ner'zhul's weaknesses are too numerous and riddled with flaws to be truly debatable: his fear of Kil'jaeden, his soul-torturing PTSD, and even his guilt for leading the orcs to serve the Burning Legion. As for you—you've long since buried all traces of humanity and guilt. You even wish everyone would rebel against you, even the entire world, so you could destroy it.

[Through the sieve-like weakness of Ner'zhul's soul, you easily shattered Ner'zhul's will and gained complete control of the Lich King's power. Finally, when you slowly opened your eyes, you found that your spirit extended infinitely throughout the world of Azeroth.]

You sense an ancient resentment sealed beneath the nearby ice, the skeleton of a long-dead dragoness. As this resentment solidifies, a name springs to mind: Sindragosa... You leave the Frozen Throne and journey to the site of the blue dragon Sindragosa's fall. Sensing the immense power and resentment of a dragon within these bones, you resurrect her as a frost dragon, serving as your trusted subordinate.

[Then, you sent your servants to the Dragonblight to excavate Galakrond, the largest proto-dragon in Azeroth, and resurrected him. His ferocity and destructive power once left all his kind far behind, and he even devoured his own kind. When the shadow of a giant dragon bone, powerful enough to cover half the sky, flapped its wings and appeared in the sky, you could see countless dragons trembling before him.]

In June of the 25th year, with your reawakening, you now command not only an endless army of undead but also the powerful Galakrond and Sindragosa. Meanwhile, within the human world, the Cult of the Damned, loyal to you and worshipping you as a god, has spread widely across Stormwind Kingdom with Onyxia's tacit approval. Now you can confidently proceed with your next plan—your plan to destroy all order in this world.

You resurrected Kel'Thuzad, transforming him into an undead archlich. He is now one of your most loyal lieutenants. You constructed a massive floating city, which you named Naxxramas, and invaded the skies above Lordaeron once again. To truly encompass Lordaeron, you declared war on all factions within the land. The Knights of the Silver Hand, the Kingdom of Lordaeron, and the Dwarven Kingdom all became targets of Naxxramas' attack.

From June 25 to May 6, your conquests saw the kingdoms of Lordaeron, Alterac, Gilneas, the High Elf Kingdom of Silvermoon, Khaz Modan, and the Gnome Kingdom all fall to the Scourge. Some of their peoples became undead, while others, led by Varian, crossed westward to Kalimdor. After you destroyed Dalaran and seized the artifact stored there, the Book of Medivh, Mal'Ganis, who had previously died at your hands, reappeared before you. He returned from the Twisting Nether and brought Kil'jaeden's orders: He ordered you to use the Book of Medivh to open a portal to Azeroth, welcoming the Burning Legion and its powerful demon lord Archimonde to Azeroth.

[But no one can tell you what to do, not even Kil'jaeden! You tore up the Book of Medivh without hesitation, giving them a big surprise. This also prevented the Burning Legion from entering Azeroth. Mal'Ganis was stunned at first, but then he joined your army without hesitation.]

During this period, even the Dragon Legion joined the war against you, but to no avail. Your legion even gained several bone dragons. Now, Stormwind Kingdom is the only remaining kingdom in the Eastern Kingdoms. Stormwind Kingdom is now the headquarters of the Cult of the Damned. Benedictus, the former Archbishop of the Holy Light and disciple of the Holy Light Prophet Alonsus Faol, joined the Shadow without hesitation under your enticement and became the High Priest of the Cult. Now, the vast majority of the people are devout believers of the Cult. You have discovered that faith is very helpful to your power.

In June of the 29th year, you received news that after you destroyed Ironforge, King Magni Bronzebeard of Khaz Modan, with his wrathful strength, forged the holy sword Ashbringer for Uther the Lightbringer. Now, the last remaining human resistance has united with Thrall's Horde and assembled on the western continent of Kalimdor. This marks the first time the Alliance and Horde have joined forces to fight a single enemy.

[Varian has lived up to your expectations. After the death of King Terenas, he is now the leader of mankind and the most powerful warrior in the human world. He holds the sword of the High Elves, Salaméni, and has even issued a declaration of war against you. How ridiculous.]

Crushed by sheer power, all resistance was futile. You effortlessly shattered the Ashbringer and vanquished Varian once again. Looking upon the corpse of this venerable foe, you resurrected him as an undead warrior imbued with his own undying will. Now he could fight forever, regardless of whether he served as your servant or the Forsaken. Ultimately, though a bronze dragon, accompanied by the transcendental Rhonin, Varian Wrynn, Thrall, and High Overlord Saurfang, came to oppose you, it was all in vain. Riding on Galakrond's back, the bone dragon's wings whipped up a fierce wind, and the icy snow churned by Frostmourne raged everywhere. After mercilessly teasing and torturing your opponent, you annihilated most of the world's resistance.

From May 29th year to September 5th year, you sat in deep contemplation atop the Frozen Throne. Many events unfolded, including the resurrection of several Old Gods and the threat of annihilation posed by Deathwing. However, your Scourge and the mighty power of the undead allowed you to triumph over these encounters. However, after losing any decent opponents, you occasionally grew bored.

In October of the 60s, in a fleeting moment, you found yourself traveling through time again amidst the devout prayers and chants of devout believers, arriving at a very interesting place—a place where you could travel to countless fascinating worlds. An exaggerated smile formed on the corners of your mouth. Although it was somewhat limited, did this also mean you had a chance to meet some long-lost friends? Like you, Batman?