After the war of life, the jade kingdom against peace was expected, not everything can be achieved, the followers of the plague god redouble their efforts to take what was lost, the force of order responds, and the battles become more bloody, in a distant kingdom the future will be decided, great evils appear, the dark lord is preparing and a prepared ritual is about to be fulfille

What if the Emperor of mankind had given his sons the ability to sire children? To act as a counter balance to their worst excesses, what if being farthers could make them better people? Well that was the plan until the Horus heresy had kicked off and 8 of these children were each left on a isolated death world called remnant one by one...

con la querrá de al vida ganada se esperaba paz pero fue algo ingenuo, los seguidores del dios de la plaga aumenta sus esfuerzo por recuperar lo perdido, los combates se recrudecen, fuerzas malignas actúan tras escena, un plan anticuó esta por completarse la muerte fluye como un quillotana y el príncipe oscuro se prepara para su momento, todo esta en su lugar para comenzar.

a primordial got bored and decided to show the fate of another world to those from a prime timeline.

What would happen if the stormcast eternals entered a world full of shadow deamons and…teenage warriors. How would the world react to basically immoral beings twice the size of a man and able to fly? Read and find out.

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?

While escaping from a Grimm Jaune made a discovery that will end up changing his future togheter with all of Remnant

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.

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.

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

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.

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.

Short stories from the universe of my RWBYxWarhammer crossover Chaos is the Prize, following various characters of Legiones Venatores, as well as regular humans, as they make their own way and cause chaos in the world of Remnant.

One of the vessels of the Omega Marines is held captive by an unknow warp entity, sloshed to and fro by its mercurial whims. When the warpspawn goes tired of its toy, unable to get to those within, it decides to thrust the vessel through the psychic membrane that protects an undiscovered realm. The planet that they find is Remnant.

It was during a starry night that Gilleas and Joanne found themself searching for a fallen star. they didn't realize that their lifves wolud be changed forever by what they found

With the return of the Primarch Gulliman, the Chaos Gods have been put on the back foot. Fortunately for them, and unfortunately for others, there is place that may solve all their problems.

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?

'So this is how it ends huh' thought Summer as she lay broken on the ground, her beloved weapon lying next to her broken in 3 pieces. She tried to think of more, but she found that her mind was already leaving her as the cold embrace of death began to take her. 'NOT THIS TIME, SUMMER ROSE' a distorted voice said

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.

Before the great war, Terra was the mightiest of the kingdoms of Remnant. Some say it was just a casualty of the war, but there is so much more to it than most people know. In its ruins, the Ruinous Powers and the remnants of Terra's Legions lurk and plot, craving to be mighty once more. Now some of the Legionnaires have found their way into the Beacon Academy.

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...

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.

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.

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...

"Destiny is not set in stone. It only takes one grain of rice to tip a scale, one pebble falling into the sea to start a tidal wave; Every action, no matter how small has an effect on the future. So, tell me... do you believe in destiny?" Real-world SI. First-time fanfic. Rated M for violence, gore, swearing, smut (later on) and alcohol. Warhammer 40K characters in Remnant.