A reincarnated woman finds herself in a unique situation that could possibly change the course of history after cashing in a favor from the Trickster God, but there are consequences to changing history. Including the emergence of characters that were not originally cannon. Say goodbye to the 4th wall, cause it’s gone now.

What happens when Orc Weirdboy has his body replaced with a cybernetic one made of Necrodermis and has his mind melded with a bloodthirsty AI that has been drifting in and out of the Warp for tens of thousands of years? The answer: A WAAAAAGH like none the galaxy has ever seen. Also the answer: A damn good time. GIVE EM SOME BOOT LEATHER BOYZ!

A woman is swept away from her home in New Jersey to the grim darkness of the far future. She embarks on a quest with her new friends to discover the secrets of the Warp itself so that she may return home. A Chaos-saturated take on the Wizard of Oz, and an epic alt-canon "weak to strong" tale as a possible new God-Empress navigates her uncertain future.

An alternative Heresy, but not in the way many have done before. Horus slain, the consequences grave. A New Warmaster chosen. All of the Emperor's sons walk new paths, although some echo what would have been. Eight will defy their Father, willingly or not. The galaxy shall burn.

It is the 30th millennium. Five-thousand years ago, mankind fell into darkness. The Emperor created thirteen sons and thirteen daughters, great warlords to drag mankind out of Old Night. But mighty alien empires contend against him, worst of all the dreadful Rangdan and the Orks of Ullanor; and in the shadows of the galaxy the Chaos Gods plot the ruin of the Emperor's dream…

A tired regent reflects on the pointless destruction of another world

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!

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 …

The Eternal War between Chaos and Aeldari gods has ended. Gone is the mighty Aeldari Empire, and the Warp now belongs to the Ruinous Powers of madness, violence, decadence, and despair. Isha, Goddess of Life, has escaped Nurgle's capture, but in a universe filled with unspeakable horrors, unknowable aliens, and uncaring followers the path ahead is overshadowed with grim darkness.

Inspired by Zahariel's Roboutian Heresy and Aurelius Rex's Dornian Heresy, the Ferrusian Heresy details Ferrus Manus' ascension to Warmaster and his heresy, leading half of the Emperor's sons against their father.

A soul from our world is called upon to help a dying Galaxy, Gamer SI-OC into Warhammer 40k,

Old wounds must be healed so the sky may open up with future dreams. The Emperor strives to right millennia old wrongs and bring the prospect of thriving, not just pure survival to his imperium. Torn relationships come together, in hopes of mending. Will their dreams of hope thrive against their enemies? Or will all be plunged into the abyss? A possibility to never again be found?

"En el despiadado universo del lejano futuro solo hay guerra." Eso es algo que Kanan Scott sabía muy bien. Después de doscientos años o más, pues nunca los contó, pensó que su muerte le daría la oportunidad del descanso eterno en el universo de Warhammer 40k. Nunca pudo estar más equivocado. Esta historia esta disponible en YouTube.

I woke up in a galaxy at war in a body that doesn't belong to me, I don't understand how it happened, but I'm in the body of a Necron Overlord in a crumbling tomb, with my dynasty dead and surrounded by enemies on all sides. I don't know where I am, I don't know what my goal is, but I'm sure of one thing, to survive I need to restore the dynasty I'm a part of. Or create my own?

It is the 41st Millennium. For more than a hundred centuries the Emperor of Mankind has sat immobile on the Golden Throne of Earth. He is the master of mankind by the will of the gods and master of a million worlds by the might of his inexhaustible armies. Now since the golden dick bag can't get out of his wheelchair, I am going to fix this literally God forsaken universe.

Age of Sigmar fanfic. The burning mountains of Kurz Valka, home to a fierce lodge of Fyreslayers, is under assault by a vicious horde of Khornate Bloodbound. Rallying to the aid of the Fyreslayers are a host of warriors from across the Broken Continent, from aelven Daughters of Khaine, the valiant Stormcast Eternals, and even the Kharadron Overlords. Multi-POV with battle scenes.

Thoughts on female custodians

A collection of short stories in an AU centering around the IInd and XIth Primarchs through the Horus Heresy. This does tie into my story about Arwyn Clay and his Bale Hounds, but also will tie into the XIth Primarch and his legion. Infrequent updates, but hopefully the quality makes up for it. Absolutely wrote this up because I have too many ideas in my brain.

Humanity is on a path that repeats an endless cycle of war and suffering, many forces both within the Imperium and beyond conspire every day to ensure that it remains on that path. It's too bad for those forces that sometimes edge case scenarios happen outside their plans, this story is about one such edge case.

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

Elena Martyr is convinced to be a thread in an intricate web of conspiracies and she does not enjoy it. As a Rogue Trader, she intends to go through it all and bring the light of the Imperium in the deepest shadows, but the trials ahead may be too much to bear. Based on Warhammer 40k: Rogue Trader, Owlcat videogame.

A Lord Inquisitor's personal report on a mysterious new chapter of Space Marines known as the "Black Knights of Caliban"

Roboute Guilliman esta apunto de descubrir las razones que obligaron al emperador a matar a sus hermanos(II y XI). ¿Podrá soportarlo? ¿Sedera a la locura? ¿Destruirá todo lo que queda? Hay quienes dicen que la ignorancia es bendición. Puede que Roboute llegue a estar en desacuerdo con ese dicho.

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?

An idea came to me, so I'm exploring it. Trying to be female character focused as I feel you don't see that a lot. A long time fan of Warhammer 40k (and a long ago player, lol.) Thoughts are welcome! Will keep adding to it from time to time, so stay tuned if you like what you've read thus far. Enjoy! [Special thanks to Realm of Plastic for the amazing name generator.]