Psody grew up, and his adventure continues! With his friends and family, he must now manage a whole kingdom where Skaven and Humans can live together.

The year was 2173. Isis and her siblings were sent by their father, the leading officer of defense, to investigate an unknown vessel that entered the system. Now a mission incomplete, an anomaly, a sister lost, Isis and her brothers separated. In another time, can she find her family? A way back? Or carve a new path? My first fanfic, rated M to be safe.

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.]

Based off of the AU from r/Grimdank and r/PrimarchGF, the Detective awakes on the Alpha not long before the Alpha Legion moves on the Sol System.

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?

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.

4 hombres abandonados por aquellos en quienes confiaron, exiliados de sus planetas y dimensiones Issei jaune gray kaminari se suponía que sus historias terminaron en sus mundos, que equivocados estaban el emperador de la humanidad, sabía que había males que incluso el solo no podía combatir antes de la creación del imperium, de la rebelión de las máquinas ellos llegaron

Pyotr Kravis of the VIIIth Legion has a penchant for cheating death and making enemies. Thus, when an old rival rears his head and forces Pyotr's warband on the run, he must find a solution to save his brothers from annihilation. All the while, a corruption seeps further into his soul, driving him nearer and nearer to Chaos.

In the grim darkness of the far future... Space Marines will get up to shenanigans.

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!

La vida de los huérfanos del imperio no es tan mala, o bueno simplemente es un tanto complicado mantenerse vivo y sobrevivir lo suficientemente asta crecer y sobre todo tener una apariencia normal como cualquier niño en el imperio. Pero no para nuestro protagonista de 10 años de cabello albino y ojos rojizos. De una Banda de Guerra Nightlords.

Nine years in to the forty-second millennium, the wavering Imperium of Man struggles against the turmoil engulfing the galaxy. Larn, long demobilised and living under the radar, ekes out an existence with his old prison gang the Roaneks, until an unexpected message from an old associate reaches him, calling for one last favour.

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

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.

Nurdzod is the weakest ork in Splintershack, perhaps even the entire Big Grey. He has a plan, though, and that is to find Chugchop the Freebooter, the only lad that's not native to the world. Will he and his wonky grot Bugsack manage to reach for the stars, or will they succumb to the mysterious planet-wide affliction that's waking up after centuries of slumber?

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.

During the events of the Horus heresy the mother of the primarchs Erda was killed by the word bearer Erebus... or was she? join me in this AU where Erda redirects the damage from Erebus's knife onto a single one of her forms which still puts her out of comission for 5 thousand years. after hiding for another 5000 she comes out of hiding to reclaim her lost sons at his allowance.

Continuing the story, we are going into the events before the final battle in the Pariah Nexus. A trilogy of sorts, I hope you enjoy it!

Based off of the AU from r/Grimdank and r/PrimarchGF Little Light and Aurelia encounter a familiar face on their feudal world

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.

Inspired by the Primarch GF from r/GrimDank. Rose, Angronia's SO, encounters her on Nuceria.

Constance Kurze and her Sunshine find comfort with each other.

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.

Through some tzeentchian antics, Malekith, Rakarth, Lokir, and Malus have found themselves in some kind of high-school setting, complete with all of the associated shenanigans. Whether it be Slaaneshi interference, botched sword fights, the skaven science department, or a reflection of GW's poor writing choices, our protagonists will prevail.