Wasn't I supposed to start an incredible life after I transmigrated?
Wasn't I supposed to be surrounded by beautiful women after I transmigrated?
So why did a whole group of parrots and old hands transmigrate before me?
And why are they all fierce as tigers, grabbing every opportunity I could have used?
Watching the big shots in the group thrive in the Warhammer world, I can't help wondering where my own transmigration journey is supposed to go...
A pure Warhammer Fantasy fanfic. I'll try not to make the characters too clever or change the timeline, and tell the story of a weakling like me and the big shots in the group transmigrating. Hope you enjoy it!
Pfft, how can I mess with the group members if I don't make the characters too clever? This story is going to make them as clever as possible, and absolutely roast them!
