Eight diehard fan of Warhammer 40k are thrown into a universe where there is only war with a singular objective: Make sure that the good guys win. But does 40k even have a good guy? Who cares! Bolter and Chainsword dude!

The 2nd and 11th, two that could save the Imperium from it's grimdark future or plunge it in to even darker chaos. They will fight across their homeworlds and the galaxy and when the time comes will they stand fast or turn their backs on mankind?

In the grim future of the 41st millennium, the galaxy knows only war. As both Chaos and Tyranids' threats intensify, countless worlds are destined to fall. Simultaneously, the once galaxies rulers - Eldars, are crumbling, weakened by their own low population, division, and consequences of their own past sins. The Imperium still vigilantly stands. However, its armies are dwindling.

Ciaphas Cain just intended to spend time partying with the local elite to make his lifetime posting managing a bunch of PDF on a backwater world like Slawkenberg more comfortable. Now his face is on the flag of rebellion across the system, he has an enamoured Daemon Princess stalking him from the Warp, and the lunatics are looking to HIM for leadership …

Un Cultivador Inmortal acaba por accidente en el universo de Warhammer 40. Que hará nuestro Cultivador inmortal e un universo donde la galaxia siempre está en guerra y varias razas quieran acabar con la humanidad?. Sigue la historia de Yan Sen

The premise of the story is thus: a guy from the modern world wakes up in the Warhammer 30k universe. Pretty basic, right? Here's the twist: he has no knowledge of Warhammer and is in possession of a heavily modified version of the Celestial Forge. Will he set the Galaxy ablaze? Will he laze around? Read to find out! Rating is because Warhammer is pretty dark.

The year has just become 999.M41. The people of Chernarus have celebrated it's coming, hoping for a year of fortune. Their cries would not be heard.

The world of Warhammer has always sat at the precipice of destruction as the forces of order are overwhelmed and forced to adapt to barely scrape by. Chaos encroaches at every turn and it seems that the best efforts of honest men cannot compete with the unceasing tide of death. The world is shaken, however, when a cannoneer from Nuln redefines how the endless war is fought.

12 hellbrutes advance to discern if a crashed warship carries the precious cargo their gene father seeks.

A young man's desire for adventure is met in ways he could never imagine.

When survivors of a caravan cargo from a foreign country reach her castle with their cargo intact, Boyar Tomaš sees a big opportunity but also a large threat... What consequences will her actions or lack thereof have on her realm and on her nation?

Have you ever been in a bad situation? Yes? Well, that sure doesn't compare to the situation I'm in! Trapped in an ork body, without a warband to be a part of, I must survive in the galaxy while taking care of a baby Eldar. Get ready galaxy, because the story of ork snipers is about to become real.

The newly-promoted Princeps Varus must meld with his new command, the Warlord-class titan Nulli Secundus.

On the Planet Sierra Segundus, the destruction of Cadia and the Warp Storm that follows forces every citizens from highest Lord to smallest underworlder to make difficult decisions. The imperial order is dying, but maybe something better can come from this rotting corpse?

Got inspired to insert myself into the game and I even went as far as to format it like its in-game! Added in custom skills/talents as well! I only put in what's unique to me as a Legendary Lord instead of an ENTIRE Skill/Talent Tree cause after the Yellow/Unique Skills you could fill in the rest with the generic stuff. Anyways! R&R!

30K AU. A single pebble thrown might yet be led to a tidal wave. Sometimes, being in the right place at the wrong time can make all the difference. Crossover with characters and other elements from Fromsoft Video Games and other media sources.

Isha escaped the Fall and Slaanesh, turning to the dubious aide of the Emperor of Mankind for protection. But as it turns out, escaping may have been the easy part...(Adopted From Ashynarr)

The universe of 40k is possibly the worst universe a poor soul could find themselves trapped in. From Daemons, Tyranids, Eldar, and even Man itself ready and willing to kill you for minor grievances and infractions it is hard to get a leg up to survive with your sanity intact. That is of course assuming you don't get lucky with a one in a trillion chance. Like I just somehow did.

The Word Bearer Procrus and his subordinates have successfully escaped the Imperial world of Ripag's Watch in the Cadian Gate, but now will they survive long enough to get back to the (relative) safety of the Eye of Terror?

Entombed on the Golden Throne, the Master of Mankind has been near helpless to the cries of humanity, unable to prevent the tides of war that slowly erodes the corrupted heart of His Imperium. The Herd lacks a Shepard. So with what power he still maintains control of, the Emperor decides to try to tip the scale in Humanity's favor. It's time for something new... well, new-ish.

A Space Marine and Sister of Battle learn that they are the key to bringing back the lost Primarch Rogal Dorn. However, to do so they must reignite old desires.

There is a mercenary company roaming the land. An entire legion of sellswords, but they don't ask for coin, typically. No, they ask for knowledge of events, even if only in the form of rumours, they ask for raw materials, and they ask for use of facilities with which to work those materials. In that order of preference. They are armed. They are professional. They are... lizardmen?

Time is not linear in the Warp, and the future changes the past, while the past brings about the future. A deeply unimportant Necron Cryptek becomes the pet project of a Daemon Prince, to see if a Necron can be corrupted to chaos. And unimportant things can become very important, given time to grow and flower. Trazyn would know.

A long term side-project I'm working on, this story is inspired by the Warhammer 40,000 universe. When a formerly loyal agricultural world mysteriously falls under the influence of the Tau Etherals, the 707th Greyhound regiment of the Astra Militarium is dispatched to reclaim this revolting world in the name of the Emperor and Imperium, however not is as it all seems. This story w

On a forgotten planet at the edge of the galaxy, something awakens. Will it be the miracle that will save the galaxy or the curse that will let it burn?