As to clarify details about certain characters:

Ash is from Evil Dead/Army of Darkness

Guts is from Berserk

Tatsumi is from the Manga Akame ga Kill

Suzuki Satoru is from the Overlord spin-off Novel

Mugrub Fiendslayer is an OC from the Eberron D&D setting

Shirou Emiya is from the Visual Novel Fate/stay night

Goblin Slayer is from the Manga/Light Novel of the same name

the Bullywugs are OCs from the Forgotten Realms D&D setting

the Kriegs Marine Engineer is from Warhammer 40k

The Hunter is from Monster Hunter World

Qrow is from the once great Anime-inspired Web Series RWBY


Somewhere in the Skaven Under-Empire

An Ogre grappled with a Rat Ogre while another Ogre fired at Skaven with his oversized Ogre Pistols. A panicking Skaven was tripped up by a Halfling after getting hit in the face with a flung rock.

As the remaining Skaven were dealt with a lone Assassin of Clan Eshin managed to escape unnoticed.

"No-no! I can't believe this happened! Where did that Dead-thing come from?! This is like that Nagash thing all over again! I need to tell-warn the rest of Skavendom or we're all Dead-dead!"

Now that the Assassin thought about it, the Dead-thing didn't seem to be using the Winds of Magic but appeared to use something else. The Skaven was horrified at the implications of such a thing.


(Flashback Kriegsman POV)

Hans the Kriegsmarine Engineer was of the 179th Siege Regiment of the Imperial Guard's infamous Death Korps of Krieg. They were assigned with two other regiments; one was well known and another was relatively new. The ones wearing green Flak Vests and Red Bandanas were the Catachan Jungle Fighters whom he had heard stories of. The other Regiment had become a recent rival to the Catachans. The Regiment could be identified by their straw hats and camouflaged helmets, these were the Annam Forest Raiders who specialized in Guerilla warfare, Hit-and-run tactics and Tunnel warfare.

He had heard that they lived on a Death World and managed to repel an invasion from a Death Guard Warband. All three of their Regiments were to hold the line until the Primaris Marines of the Salamanders and Imperial Fists arrived. But the enemy they were to fight were not mere mortal men. Their enemies were of the Traitor Legions Iron Warriors and Death Guard. Which was probably why one of the Regiments was chosen.

As they set up their positions each man knew they may not live to see the Space Marines arrive. Then immediately after they were finished preparing, the first shots were fired.

(End of Flashback)

Karak Eight Peaks

A Dwarf Expedition led by Belegar Ironhammer marched through the ruined halls of the former Dwarven Stronghold of Karak Eight Peaks. The Skaven and Goblin presence seemed to have lessened their focus on them. Almost as if they were trying to eliminate an unknown. As they marched forward, they eventually stumbled upon a strange sight. A figure in strange armor and uniform who lay limp, back against the wall.

A Miner went to touch a weapon grasped in the man's hand only for the grip to tighten.

"The lads still breathin'! Wot should we do." said the Dwarven Miner.

"He looks like an Umgi, we should at least take him back for questioning." said Belegar.


Outside of Athel Loren

Tatsumi had fallen asleep the moment he had gotten out of the crazy forest. But the moment he had woken up he was shocked to see that he was no longer in his Tyrant Form. More shockingly was the fact that he was in his armor again. Then he realized much to his dismay, he had been followed.

A She-elf in particularly revealing clothing was looking down at him seemingly intrigued. What Tatsumi didn't know was that this was a Shadowdancer named Edyn. She had watched him change into his human form. Next to her was another Lady Elf, this one wore a cloak and tunic, she was a Waystalker named Fylmah. This Elf seemed more confused than curious.

"So, this was the Dragon from earlier?" said Fylmah with a raised eyebrow.

"The Spellsingers would've said something if he was touched by the Ruinous Powers." said Edyn with interest.

"Please leave me alone." muttered Tatsumi in frustration.

"No." stated both of the Elf women smiling smugly.

The Shadowdancer then walked up to him.

"You've been a very naughty boy." teased Edyn lifting the young man's head to face her.

"Aww man." Tatsumi sighed.


Tilea

Tilea seemed to be very popular with raiders as there was yet another invading army. This time it wasn't Goblins or Orcs but savage tribesmen that Mugrub recognized from The Eastern Steppes. But this time they brought more than just horses with them. They brought mutants, monstrosities, fiends and aberrations. He should have known that they worshipped those Dark Gods.

He cut a Female Berzerker in half; she had charged at him like a wild animal frothing at the mouth. She continued to crawl towards him so he put an end to her by stomping her head. He then turned and saw the twisted mass of flesh known as a Chaos Spawn of Tzeentch. It screeched and tugged at its own face in apparent agony. The sight of such a creature would drive most men insane with terror.

But Mugrub had ventured into Demiplanes built on alien physics and fought Aberrations like Gibbering Mouthers and Mind Flayers. He had killed Demons and other Fiends. This was nothing to him.

He howled a war cry and charged at the aberration. It chittered in something akin to confusion as it was approached. It attempted to lash its tentacles at the Big Green Samurai but its tentacles were cut to ribbons. It screeched in rage as it then shot warp-fire at him only for the inhuman warrior to dodge it. The Chaos Spawn then felt the pain of an Adamantine sword tearing through its body.

Mugrub then killed a Bestigor that had attempted to ram him. He then tackled a Marauder Champion.

Goblin Slayer on the other hand was dealing with the Hung that followed the Kurgans to Tilea.

"You're not Goblins." stated Goblin Slayer.

The Hung laughed at his comment. They were squat men with squinty eyes, they weren't as stocky as Dwarves but still short. They rode stout muscular ponies that looked aggressive.

Goblin Slayer threw a knife at one of them. It struck true stabbing into the neck of one of the riders. The poison quickly took effect as the man fell from his steed and began to convulse.

"Why has the Crow forsaken me? Have my praises meant nothing?" muttered the Hung as he then began to choke on his own vomit.


In a Tavern somewhere in the Empire of Man

A group of people were talking at two tables. At one table was a Knight of the White Wolf who was off-duty and a Dwarfen Slayer. At the other table was a Witch Hunter, a Vampire Hunter and an Amethyst Wizard who doubled as an Agent of the Shroud.

"Karak Azgal was fun. Right Dwarf?" asked the Knight of Ulric.

"That shitty Elf Liche might as well have been throwin boogers at me for what good 'is stupid magic did." Exclaimed the Dwarf.

"There was a report of an Entire Tavern in Ostland that died from mysterious stab wounds." said the Witch Hunter.

"I've heard tales of an agent of Morr in Sylvania who slays vampires in droves. Some say he has a sword; others say he uses a scythe." said the Amethyst Wizard.


Somewhere else in the Empire

Martha was alone, Shirou had left while she was asleep and left her with a note saying he had to go to Altdorf to find the Colleges of Magic and she couldn't follow him there.

"Krowa (Idiot), why couldn't he wait till I was awake." muttered Martha.

She then saw a little boy calling for his parents. He seemed to have gotten lost. It was dangerous to get lost in the Woods. She decided to walk over cautiously as his parents might not be far.

"What are you?" asked the little boy.

He seemed to not be familiar with the horrors of the forest, that was rare. She decided to approach him calmly. She smiled, but that turned out to be a mistake as she revealed her pointed fangs. The boy started to scream.

*Click*

Martha turned to see a Hunter aiming a Firearm at her. She was lucky enough to move out of the way the second before the man fired. Then a hunting dog came out of the brush to attack her. She escaped by running into the Woods until she could no longer hear the Hunter and his hound. She then burst into tears.


Translation: Krowa in Kislevarin means a particularly stupid person.

I'm sorry to anyone whose comments I may have accidentally deleted. Also, some people are apparently speed reading my story and miss important details which annoys me. I based the Annam Forest Raiders in the Flashback off of the Viet Cong. Lastly, Shadowdancers are the Elite of the Wardancers who are basically the Fantasy equivalent of the Harlequins. And poor Tatsumi is getting harassed by Wood Elf women now. I don't know whether to pity him or envy the poor bastard. XD


Omake (Canon)

The Reason why Mugrub showed mercy

"I suppose I may have been overly optimistic and refused to acknowledge the possibility of the Kurgan tribesmen also being worshippers of fowl beings. I believe the reason is because I have seen examples of beings who were redeemed in astonishing ways. I had met a Red Dragon who had learned to empathize with the races that many of her kind considered irrelevant. I had even traveled with a Warforged responsible for multiple genocides during The Last War who had sought redemption as a Monk. I believed that if they had changed, then perhaps the Kurgans could too."

"I remember that I would burn down a village without a second thought if it was to impede The Lords of Dust. But when I saw the charred corpses of a family huddled together, that broke me. I comprehended for the first time how those fragile beings with such short lives felt. What gave us the right to snuff them out on a whim." said the Dragoness morosely.

"I chose to be a Monk after the war in order to find a purpose besides mindless slaughter. I can still hear the screams; they still haunt me." said the living automaton.

"A living machine designed for war, feeling remorse after being used to kill and an immortal being having once been indifferent towards the Mortal Races, learned to care."

Second Omake (Canon?)

Somewhere in the Realm of Chaos

A blackened sun with the face of a giggling Nurgling shone dimbly upon a swampy field with overgrown grass. In the center of this blighted field was an Earth House with a single door. The door slowly opened and out came four Plaguebearers who were very excited to tend to Nurgle's Plague Garden today.

But then suddenly out of nowhere came the shouts of the Stormcast Eternals and Primaris Marines with their respective allies. They charged at the Plaguebearers who weren't expecting Materials to arrive at their doorstep. The Lesser Deamons of Nurgle were splattered all over the floor. This was the worst day ever, they were really looking forward to smelling the Rot-roses.

I have no idea why I wrote this second one.