A materials scientist reincarnates on Azeroth sometime before the First War. Naturally, the first order of business is figuring out why the hell his perfectly mundane technology insists on spewing self-defeating ritual magic everywhere. Clearly, the method to Arcane's madness was being deliberately obtuse. The Light, sadly, didn't seem to be in on the joke.

Four years after the third war, a young mage sets out to start the life of an adventurer. The vast world of Azeroth promises not only riches and glory, but dangers and various kinds of companions. The question is not if the young mage is ready to face the world, but if the world is ready to deal with him and the oddball companions he gathers.

Faced with a losing war in Ashenvale, Anduin proposes marriage to the Warchief to avoid a catastrophic loss of life. Sylvanas is only too happy to go along with the plan to destroy the Alliance from within. Canon-compliant (I hope) until early BfA.

After completing his own custom campaign on Warcraft 3, he suddenly finds himself getting Isekai'd into Azeroth as his own created character, named Maverick. He journeys across Lordaeron to build his army and challenge both the agents of the Burning Legion and the Scourge. [Cancelled]

Poem: All agree that gnome pilots played a vital role in the Second War.

Novelization: Four years had passed since the mortal races stood united against the Burning Legion. In an era of fragile peace, adventurers and mercenaries were widely used by both the Horde and Alliance. In the heart of Dun Morogh, one such band was employed to carry out what was meant to be a simple hit job. To add one more body to the bones of Ironforge.

Salandria and another Blood Knight named Kelandren Dawnblade are sent on a mission by Lady Liadrin… they must venture to the Twilight Highlands and stop a cult of the Old Gods from bringing back their dark masters. Will the Hour of Twilight be averted once again?

If he had to be reborn in a fictional world, then he would prefer that world to not be violent. Instead, he was reborn in Azeroth. If he had to be reborn in Azeroth, then he would prefer to be born in a society in which he could live in peace. Instead, he was reborn in a Kingdom fated to be destroyed by an evil necromancer intent on creating an army of the undead. Self Insert

Five years had passed since the Forsaken Rebellion and in that time the Windrunner Family had grown up. Their new test, as both rangers and as a family, has come along in the form of the Dragon Isles making itself known once again to the world. Alternative Universe and following on from "No Peace in Undeath (AU)".

An old man falls asleep one night, only to wake up in a completely new reality. Let's see what he does with a second chance at life in a hostile world he had once cherished as fantasy.

The Orcs and Night Elves didn't have to be enemies. If not for some bad decisions on the part of the Orcs, perhaps things could have been different. With an Orc Druid thrown into the mix with foreknowledge from another world, one determined not to let things happen the same way they did before, things WILL be different. WARNING: Mature Themes Abound!

Losing the ability to use the arcane, but granted the ability to use fel instead. A young man find himself in that position. How much is he willing to sacrifice in order to continue his fel study? And what is he willing to sacrifice in order to safeguard those around him. Is he a traitor? Hero? Maybe both.

A young man's life is cut short by a tragic accident. Instead of being the end, the man is reincarnated into the "Warcraft" universe as an infant high elf. A female high elf. Now she must not only come to grips with her new reality, and uncover the mystery of why this happened to her. All the while, sinister forces work to acquire those same answers for themselves.

As I awaken, I'm suddenly met with an unusual sight of a bipedal fish rapidly approaching me with unintelligible shouting. The situation is indeed quite perplexing. - First fic, never written before. This is basically me learning the ropes and finding what kind of fiction i want to write. While enjoying the way there.- Rated M for Gore, and details.

Time travelling characters often go back and try and save the world or similar. While sometimes they accomplish this, this story will explore the disruption this can cause. Two characters fresh from the defeat of Sargeras are hurled into the past by the machinations of the Infinite Dragonflight.

A story mainly revolving around Sylvanas Windrunner and the Dark Rangers, Jaina Proudmoore and two stubborn dwarves who decide that they will stop at nothing to see a banshee smile again.

When most characters are reborn into the wonderful world of Warcraft, usually they are born into relevance. Perhaps as an orc, a human, or even a nerubian if the gods were feeling a little creative. But even a god with all the creativity in the world could not have chosen the pygmy of the lost isles as a candidate to host a reborn soul.

Syndra Everlove is a High elf living on the fringes of Quel'thalas, but with the talks of a second war spilling into the north, war is on the horizen. How will a simple country girl living on the fringes of elven society walk away unharmed or will the toils of war take its pound of flesh like it has with so many already. This probably going to be a slow burn series.

Just an amateur attempt to address Blizzard's appalling storytelling. Warcraft Three was a travesty and it is well past time someone called them out on their incompetence.

As the Scourge ravages Lordaeron and alarming conspiracies grow from within, Daellin Lightheart of the Scarlet Crusade struggles to remain devoted to the Holy Light and the Crusade's cause. Just as his sword is tested by the undead and cultists alike, his faith is challenged by the growing darkness. How will the Crusade and Daellin overcome these terrible threats?

A series of random events. An unusual, thrillseeking night elf, and the troll managing his way through it. He wonders if it is merely coincidence, or fate, and finds that in the end, it doesn't matter either way.

It is said that time heals most wounds, but they never say how these scars hurt so badly even after so long. When the time comes, would you be willing to do anything for victory? No matter the price one must pay? She knows..., what she doesn t know iis what will be left of her when she does.

Being thrown into Warcraft was not what he had expected from his afterlife, but he'd take it. The timing could have been a bit better though. Still, he'd prefer to hope he'd manage to avert the worst of the Third War, without accidently dooming Azeroth through butterflies. Setbacks are manageable. Complete annihilation of the world - not so much.

The Dark Horde refused to acknowledge their defeat after the Second War. Some called them crazy, but those who wanted to switch sides were even crazier. Can this band of misfits dig their way out of Blackhand's losing bet? Occurs between Warcraft II and III.

With the undead defeated twice in Quel'Thalas and The Dark Portal opening up shortly after, Sylvanas, Athrodar and a company of rangers and mages make their way to Outland to hunt for Alleria and Turalyon, try to stop whatever resides on the broken planet and hopefully return home safely. Part 2 of my "What if Quel'thalas survived the Third War" series. (AU)