When Da Great Green Prophet (after a mushroom ale/Waaagh Magic induced coma) gets a message from Gork N' Mork telling him to create a world-travelling gate and gathering ALL Greenskins to witness it (and eventually go through it) he does it. And soon, the Greenskins of the Old World find themselves wraped up in the ancient struggles of the "Newa World". How exactly will this end?

From a world of swords and magic comes an aspiring necromancer. In this new world of dust and aura, a necromancer will have to create a place for himself. This is a tale of ambition, betrayal, delusion and corruption. This is a tale of bones and dust.

Legends, tales passed on from generation to generation, tell stories, of Gods, of Maidens, but very few have ever told the tale of the Crimson King, the slumbering Archangel that watches over Remnant, and fewer still survive to this day. Pyrrha Nikos stumbles across one of these tales, and the fate of Remnant was forever changed. TL;DR: Redeemed!Magnus creates a shadow government.

The Death Korps of Krieg are renowned across the Imperium for their fearlessness, unshakable willpower, and suicidal devotion to the Emperor. Cut off from their allies and abandoned on a previously undiscovered world, one lone Korpsman is challenged with the most daunting task any Krieger could face: Finding a reason to live.

An Emissary Imperatus and two Aquilan shield Custodians force a Rouge Trader and his fleet to make way for Remnant. Their goals known only by the Emperor himself, these three set off into a world of bloody evolution.

Two Girls are saved by a Guardian Angel and Saint Celestine, forging her own path, navigates a world that she has no knowledge on.

While attempting a vain scheme to resurrect his lord and imperium to life from the red sands of mars, Captain General of the Adeptus Custodes; Kitten, has died. However, in the bursting supernova of light and shower of shrapnel that was his end his soul did not pass unto the immaterium as so many countless do every day across the galaxy, no, it went... elsewhere.

A man once said that perhaps victory is in the simpler things; things that require a smaller, more honest soul. Will that be true in the grim darkness of the far future?

Remnants of a world called Cadia. A world called Remnant. Fate thrusts them together, and common cause finds them allied; the protection of humanity. But what awaits the forces of the Imperium of Man in this strange new world, cut off from humanity? What awaits Team RWBY and friends with these strange new visitors from the stars? But in the end, there is only war.

After the fall of Atlas and their apparent demise, team RWBY finds themselves lost in a galaxy so broken it makes home seem like a paradise. Lost, confused, and separated, they must reunite and if possible, find a way to survive in this hopeless realm. But they will learn that in a galaxy as cruel as this one, even the greatest of victories are often synonymous with defeat.

Deep in the bowls of Nova Castillia Hive on Fenksworld, in the Calixius Sector, a new force is rising. But the Imperium is calcified and hateful to anything that upsets the status quo. Anything except conquerors willing to bend to Terra. What care they how the Tithe is gathered, as long as it is paid? The Inquisition is ever watchful, but for the right price...

Remnant is not as alone as it was once thought to be. The galaxy and all of its dangers have begun to close in. Starting with one of the unknown Primarchs crashing on the planet in his gestation capsule. Cinder discovers him and takes him under her wing. Everything RWBY knows is about to change as they are dragged into the never ending wars of the distant future.

How does one warped by steel and machinery find care for someone else? Rated T for violence, death, and profanity. Doesn't entirely follow Warhammer or RWBY.

It is a time of legend, the vast armies of the Imperium battle for humanity's supremacy amongst the stars in constant conflict against the myriad races of alien hordes that seek humanity's extinction. Leading them are the primarchs, twenty beings of godlike stature and power. Each has led a legion into battle, only two remain missing on a world of bloody evolution.

Long ago, Angels came to Remnant and brought with them enlightenment. They spread faith and hope across the world before returning to the stars. The people prospered under the faith, then came the Heretic King. Now the faith is outlawed, its members hunted as criminals, but hope remains. In hidden places, the faithful gather and pray to their God, awaiting the return of His Angels.

I believe summary is redundant for the sake of even slight surprise for the readers. Enjoy this one-shot/child of my sleep-deprived mind. Reviews are appreciated.

After surviving his chapter’s desperate yet futile last stand, spared by powers beyond his understanding, a nameless Space Marine is thrown into the World of Bloody Evolution, and given a chance to carve out his own legend among a world of heroes…

Lord Inquisitor Richard is stuck within the creation of the Great Rift and ends up stranded along with several other Imperial vessels in orbit of Remnant. He's lucky to have the high-quality forces of the Space Marines and the Adeptus Mechanicus, but only time will tell how he handles the trials and tribulations drawn and lured towards Remnant...

A Remnant from a forgotten past. For Millennia ignorant to a greater galaxy. But nothing can be keep pristine in this age, where Darkness inhabits the void. It has returned. Long ago lost to its people. Time of reckoning, placed in a conflict they never desired.

Light and Darkness, two forces in open and total conflict, each one having its own champion, design, and plans, pushed forward by uncaring Gods, trampling thousand upon thousands of souls under their clash. Not anymore. Not while I'm still breathing. If those Gods, and those that blindly follow them, want a war, I will gladly give them one. Humans do not submit to fate. We shape it

A spinoff where The Galactic Patridges come uninvited. Original fic by Deadrich18 available in spacebattle forum and fanfiction. Cover art is Commander Harry Partridge available in Galactic Patridges 1d4chan page.

a Return of Faith spinoff were the Lamenters with the memory of Slaughterhouse III still fresh, will aid the Black Lions at reconquest of Remnant uninvited. Original fic by Deadrich18 available in spacebattle forum and fanfiction. Cover art The Lamenters Last Standing by TheMaestroNoob commissioned by Saushkin from devianart

As the dust settles from the Indomitus Crusade, both the eyes of the Imperium and the Dark Gods are fixed on a strategically crucial planet known as Remnant. Totally oblivious to the goings on of the wider galaxy the people of Remnant face the largest battle between light and dark since the fall of Cadia...

The Empire was the last safe haven against the Chaos, but in the end, it too fell. With one last pilgrimage to the Citadel of Eternity, the Ubersreik Five beseech their gods for aid, but it becomes all too clear that it is the end for the Warhammer World. The gods, however, are able to offer the heroes one last boon and with their power, allow them to survive into the next world.

On the forgotten fortress world Remnant. A New Commissar starts his life.