Azeroth: Becoming a God from Rolling Dice

Allen transmigrates to Azeroth, but the system he gets comes from a DND world.

Although the system is out of place, at least it still has four virtues.

Virtue one, civilization.

System: Roll a 18, Host's deception succeeds!

The power of demons blinds your eyes, and you mistake Allen for Tyrande.

Illidan: But Tyrande is female.

System: I said you saw Tyrande. Are you deaf?!

Virtue two, kindness.

System: Roll a 19, Host's stealth succeeds!

The sunlight is too dazzling and the wind is a little noisy, so you fail to notice Allen slipping by in concealment.

Lich King: But he even moved the Frozen Throne away. Uh... I have nowhere to sit now...

System: I said you didn't see him. Are you deaf?!

Virtue three, tolerance.

System: Roll a 20. The pig oil the other side splashed out works extremely well, and your ten-thousand-year-old knee problems are acting up again, so you slip and fall.

C'Thun, one of the ancient gods: Huh? Me? I have to slip too?

System: I said you slipped. Are you deaf?!!

Virtue four, justice.

System: Roll a 20, Command Spell: Drop your weapon. Success!

Allen's whisper seems to come from a deep understanding of the Void, eroding hearts and minds. Unknowingly, you drop the weapon in your hand.

Sargeras: ...I am the master of the Burning Legion, the dark ti...

System: I told you to drop your weapon. Are you deaf?!!!

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Allen: Well then, what else is there to say? Let's roll the dice!