Inquisitor Eversight Soulflayer is the Imperium’s ultimate weapon—a blank in xeno-fused armor, tearing foes apart and absorbing their life force and knowledge. Aboard Faithful Death, he hunts the Imperium’s greatest threats with ruthless precision and dark humor, leaving only fear and devastation in his wake.

The oldest and most powerful C’tan, Nyth, awakens—not for conquest, but out of sheer curiosity. Unfazed by the Chaos Gods or the Warp, he steps into the galaxy’s endless war in the guise of a brown-skinned human with molten gold eyes. With powers that could crush gods or reshape worlds, Nyth wanders reality, amused by mortal struggles, bound only by his whims.

Exploring the lives of women in a forge world of the Adeptus Mechanicus.

Nimrod of Babel has certain objections to how the galaxy is run, so he becomes the Eleventh Primarch. Very briefly.

On the sparsely populated Imperium planet of Achilles VII, the small PDF is faced with the dual threat of a Slaaneshi daemon incursion and the sudden appearance of a Harlequin masque. A contingent of guardsmen capture a lone Harlequin player and an unlikely alliance forms as a result. This was my first crack at fanfiction that I wrote years ago so it's a bit rough.

I wrote this fic at the bequest of a friend who wanted a story about Thunder Warriors in proto-Rhino ACs fighting with Techno-Barbarians in an epic Mad Max-style battle. For the Emperor! For Unity!

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?

15,000 years of blissful ignorance comes to an end as the planet Malcula is rediscovered by the Imperium of Man. To Walter, a lost young man who struggles with understanding his forgotten past, these strangers and their God-Emperor may provide the answers he's been looking for or bring destruction to his entire world.

A poem I came up with during a RP for my Catachan character recite for the others. It's about the best guardsmen in the whole universe! SLY MARBO! And before anyone says anything, it is confirmed that Catachan's do have poems, they just do through oral traditions. Look up "Deathworlder" by Victoria Hayward

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?

Follow Erick and Silviya as they regain their bearings after the fall of Cadia. Both having lost so much on its last stand now must face the reality that the life they knew was now gone, having nothing more than each other to navigate in the aftermath of one of the most dire moments in the Imperium history.

Marcus, an Imperial officer captured by Drukhari on the planet of Arina, is forced into a life of combat in the gladiator pits of Commorragh. To survive this nightmarish reality, he is forced to ally with Xenos, including Thalindra, an Eldari Farseer. He quickly finds himself pushed to the limit by a Succubus who wishes for nothing more than to see him suffer...

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.

My collection of drabbles, one-shots and vignettes inspired by the settings of Warhammer 40,000 (mostly), Horus Heresy and the Age of Sigmar. Written over the past several years.

this is my first fanfiction and feedback would be appreciated. Over 60 million years ago Humanity was dragged into the war in heaven kicking and screaming until they could no longer kick and scream. now the gods of humanity have unified in an attempt to bring about the fall of the bloated corpse that is the Eldar domain however many threats are yet unseen.

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

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.

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.

Inquisitor Halthorn Rynn is blessed with the rare ability of common sense in the 41st Millennium, but before he can begin spreading his gift of common sense, he must find out who the hell he is - without losing his head - and why he is an inquisitor.

乙女向！！！！男神和你！ NTR, 未亡人文学，嫂嫂文学。有车，但是在剧情比较后面。 前期主天使，后期主基利曼，莱恩剧情推手。你是30k HH时代圣血天使的记述者，却意外发现自己拥有能压制红渴能力。 经过种种思想斗争，你答应了圣血天使的请求，成为了陈放圣吉列斯能治愈红渴的子嗣的秘密容器。 而在天使战死的混乱中，已经怀孕的你被送进静置舱沉睡。直到40k冥府之盾战役，你作为治愈红渴黑怒的线索才被重新发现。 那个时候，原体时代早就过去。圣血天使们已然变得陌生。你唯一能依靠的，只有见证了你与天使过往的原体基里曼。而他，似乎对你有其他的要求… 隐藏设定是女主是原体妈制造出来的原体猫薄荷。

In the Imperium’s darkest hour, the Legion of the Damned—led by Ferrus Manus and Sanguinius—rises as ghostly retribution. Bound by duty beyond death, they bring hope to humanity and terror to its foes.

Psody a grandi et son aventure continue ! Avec sa famille et ses amis, il tâche de faire vivre au mieux le Royaume des Rats, où Humains et Skavens peuvent vivre ensemble.

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 Era Indomitus, the Time of Endings. The Light of the Emperor dims and the Imperium is cut into two by the Great Rift. It is a time of darkness where daemons and traitor forces invade both Imperium Sanctus and Nihilus.While the Warp creates such great horrors. Sometimes it also brings something of Light; and no one is brighter than the noblest of all the Emperor's sons. COMPLETE

History is written by victors… and yet, even they can remain oblivious to the role they play in a greater spectacle. The following text contains heresy - or maybe its contents are true, untouched by propaganda of the Imperium of Man? Dare to read it and decide for yourself. Cross-posted on spacebattles, where formatting allows me to add links whenever I refer more obscure lore...