RDR2 spoilers! In the final hours of his life, one more good deed rewards Arthur Morgan with a second chance he never thought he would have. Now, burdened by a promise and thrown into an unknown world, Arthur must show everyone that he isn't down for the count yet. Now if only he could get this tiger off of his back...

Ainz in the FGO! Will it be a challenge for him? (Spoiler: No). No roflstomp, no hate, no bashing. Just the pure Ainz magnificence in play. It's actually a FGO-fic, but since there are plenty of FGO-fics in the Fate-general category - it was made like this.

Wishing for a familiar like Louise's that would also save her nation, Henrietta performs the summoning. From out of a peaceful retirement far away from battle, a Griffin commander is brought back into the fray. Moved by her plight, he accepts the impossible task set out before him: to guide Tristain to victory as a commander and bring about a last second miracle.

"In the end, it isn't hope that called out to me. Not the desire for someone to save them, to give them mercy. I failed at that once, and would never be able to answer that call. It was vengeance. The simple human need to make sure that whoever hurt you, whoever hurt those you love, will never be able to do so again. To ensure that even should you die, that your enemies would too."

(CONTAINS SPOILERS FROM RED DEAD REDEMPTION 2) Arthur Morgan got his redemption at the end, or at least something that made it all worth it to him. But it seems God wants to give him another chance. Now, Arthur has to figure out if he really did learn from the sins of his past to help better a future for a world unknown. (Rating likely to change to M for future scenes)

When you wake up in an unfamiliar world as a giant green bug man it is always important to remember the cardinal rule of Superheroics. With Great Power come Great Entertainment value.

Louise attempts to bring forth a grand familiar, what is grander than a supreme being?

The Hunter is adrift and he is not sure the Waking World was supposed to be this strange. Set during the Fall of Lescatie and beyond, watch as a man tormented by the Night of the Hunt tries to find his purpose in a new world...

Over the waters of Manhattan, a living weapon is reduced to a puddle of liquid flesh by nuclear fire. In another world, a princess calls for the one who is to be her familiar. Whether through coincidence or fate, their lives are now inextricably intertwined and their destinies changed forever.

The journey is almost over, all he had to do was deliver the blood of the Dark Soul of Man to the Painter in Ariandel so that he and all the others can live in a new and safer world. A world where the cycle could end. However, before he was able to accomplish such a goal, a strange light consumed both the Knight and the Painter, leaving them in this strange world of vibrant colors.

"Farewell. Gazef Stronoff. I never hated you…" these were the last words the warrior captain heard before darkness descended. Floating in the darkness, confused, he woke up, just to find himself in a shady, damp place... what awaits him in this strange world? Will he ever find his way back to the kingdom? The adventure called, and Gazef answered. "Where the hell am I?"

With the commonwealth on the brink of war, the sole survivor finds himself incapable of deciding who to side with. So he distracts himself with anything else he can find. The mechanist, Far harbor, Nuka world, anything to get him away from the central issues within the commonwealth. Now though, he and his companion Dogmeat get stranded in the world of remnant, stuck teaching.

Humanity. A nebulous concept, is it not? In spite of its ill-defined nature, some cling to it like a babe to its mother, while others seek to cast it aside for power, progress, ascendance. But is the power gained by progressing beyond humanity worth the price? As the old adage goes: You don't know what you have until it's gone.

She's been called a talentless student, destined for a life of mediocrity. All the Dovahkiin hears is a challenge to be conquered.

Unwillingly torn from their beloved Empire by a scheming elven goddess, Emperor Karl Franz I and the remnants of his battered Imperial force found themselves stranded on a world yet untouched by the foul grip of Chaos. While the new lands seem peaceful at first, the sons of the Heldenhammer would soon find to their dismay that corruption and strife lurks in Westeros all the same.

When three Imperials are thrown through the Warp and wake up in 2015 Queens, they must adapt and overcome the obstacles thrown their way as they seek to find a way home. Or, when Peter Parker find three bodies in an alley that aren't attending some weird convention, he must help them adapt to life in New York. [[Warhammer and Marvel AUs/fusion fic? Is that the term?]]

Rather than be undergo a forced log out on the day YGGDRASIL's servers shut down, salary man Suzuki Satoru finds himself in the body of his avatar Momonga. Nazarick has been transported to a strange new land with a shattered moon hanging over head. The world is yours for the taking.

In the midst of a Chaos Invasion, a Tech-Priest of Mars is flung through a Warp Gate. Rather than a gruesome end at the hands of Chaos, the Omnissiah spared the adept's life. Now the Tech-Priest finds himself in a strange world with strange people, and must use his holy knowledge to protect it.

When a Necron Cryptek through his own experimentation reclaims an aspect of himself he lost from his biotransference, he goes on a journey to assert himself. Seeing his home universe as uncompromising and unyielding, the cryptek leaves with his loyal followers and acquired assets to a place where they hope they can rebuild in peace. Rated T for Violence

Momonga is the last member of the Guild of Ainz Ooal Gown. After many years of playing his favorite game, Yggdrasil, the servers are finally shutting down. Having put so much work and effort into Nazarick with his forty guild mates, he figured he would stay logged in until the very end. Little did he know that he would be thrust into a new world with a new dungeon to conquer. R/R

Ragland told him that he had seen some of the worst that humanity had to offer. Now he asked him to go look for the best. But Alex Mercer never imagined that the search would take him and Dana to another world, or that he would come to learn just what it was that separated monsters from heroes.

Ever since my Queen's ascension to Godhood and her disappearance, I've taken the mantle of leading the Zerg Swarm. Now with the new age of peace and prosperity between all three races of the Koprulu Sector. I grew... bored and wished for something to happen. Unfortunately for me, something did happen. Like the old Terran saying "be careful what you wish for."

In an attempt to summon the best familiar she could, Louise altered the words of the summoning for maximum power. What she summoned was something that had never before been seen in this world, and now she has an army at her beck and call. Nothing will ever be the same. Tiberium Universe.

Although Aurelion Sol wished to escape from the humans, he never guessed he would end up living like one.

A nerd has reincarnated as a Zerg Larva... and now he has been dropped into the Warhammer 40K. There is no time for peace. No Respite. No forgiveness. There is only WAR and the Swarm!

He wanted an end to what felt like an eternity of suffering through the same, horrendous events; to finally be laid to rest. She wanted to become a powerful Mage, and make up for a failure that'd haunted her since childhood. Though neither of them had expected to meet each other, they were now bound together, and would have to cooperate to overcome their own demons.

Brought back from the gates of death by a princess and her mother, the Lord's Blade was told of their plight. And yet, despite being saved, she was not compelled to aid them. And yet still, she found herself unable to abandon them in their time of need. So she thought of her knight, pondering what he would do in her place... A silly thought. She knew exactly what he would do.

He was not supposed to exist. Though given what he had seen and knew, existence was a very subjective thing. He cared little for what the others thought, all he knew was that, even when self exiled a dream, a Hunter's work was never done.

It wasn't supposed to be for very long. He wasn't supposed to become a Hunter, or anything more. But he did. The Nightmare and the Hunt should've ended, he should have been allowed to find his worth in the Waking World. But all he found upon awakening, was more blood and Beasts. What's a Hunter to do but Hunt...and hope they can cling to their sanity? Hunter!Soul, SoulxHarem.