In Warhammer: The Witch Queen and the Phoenix Queen

(The protagonist is Morathi during the first Chaos invasion, changing history and saving the world from the place where the dream began.)

I was arranged to transmigrate into Warhammer Fantasy.

Good, at least it wasn't 40K!

I transmigrated to the time of the First Chaos Invasion.

Good, it's very early, and there is so much room to act!

I am a big shot among the elves.

Good, the future's strongest order-aligned race; as long as I stop the elven civil war and the War of the Beard, Ulthuan will be impregnable with the combat power of peak elves!

I am very close to Aenarion, and we know each other's depth.

Good, with the first great war god of the old world here, my safety is no problem. A Chaos Greater Daemon? In front of the Middle-earth Lü Bu of my house, it's just head on a stake, waiting to be taken!

Next, let's make a plan to save the world. First, kill Morathi...

Heh heh heh, now I don't know how I could lose!

Marekith: "Mom, what are you so happy about?"

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I'm done for!