Eve of the Fusion

Kalimdor Continent, Eternal Night Palace.

Deathwing's enormous, sky-obscuring form came howling in, then slammed down onto the white jade plaza, rudely leaving behind four massive claw prints. He then transformed into the handsome middle-aged Human nobleman he had once been, his face full of reluctance.

Sarodar, this Titan, was far too annoying. Couldn't he stop interrupting his scientific research?

As the World of Azeroth's deadly... ahem, renowned biologist, hybridization expert, and female dragon researcher, Mr. Deathwing hated nothing more than having others interrupt his beloved little evil experiments.

"Titan Divine Lord, you summoned me? I'm very busy. My Twilight Dragon experiment has recently reached an extremely critical stage. What if—"

"Oh, enough already. Shut up. I don't care what happens to your Twilight Dragons. I need you for something now. Why are you nagging like an old woman? How do you have so much useless crap to say?"

Boss Hu immediately waved a hand, cutting off Deathwing's rambling.

"Let's talk business. You felt it too, right? The full-scale fusion of the two timelines?"

Deathwing froze at those words, then shook his head in confusion.

"Timeline fusion? What does that have to do with me? I haven't felt anything."

Boss Hu let out an "ah," rubbing his chin as a general idea and understanding formed in his mind.

He had now noticed a very important sign: many beings whose fated destinies he had altered had recently begun experiencing an indescribable sensation and change. Their individual power, or perhaps other aspects of themselves, had begun growing stronger without warning.

It was as if all the essence of another version of themselves was slowly merging into their bodies, being devoured by them.

If this guess was correct, then once his timeline began devouring and merging with the timeline of predetermined destiny, and because