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.

The gods are cruel, and we are their playthings. A regular dude who might know to much or not much at all gets thrown into the Great Crusade, into the heart of the 8th Legion. Death may be nothing to Vindication, but i will make sure that death will not happen in the first place.

A Lord of Change recalls a memory that might, or might not, belong to it.

A place for my slowly growing collection of Warhammer 40K/30K flash-fiction. Will mainly focus on Space Marines (both Loyalist and Traitor). Each chapter is a stand-alone story featuring different characters in different situations. Enjoy.

Sir Roger Wessyng, knight of Anglerre, raised from the ranks after serving his Lord Prince Edmund, finds himself dragged into a secret war that threatens not only the hard fought security of the Haikk system, but the very Ecclesiarchy itself. Facing enemies on all sides, even his own, he is in the fight of his life to save himself, his unit, and the Xenos woman he loves...

A daemon engine's birth, told from within.

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...

Un hombre del milenio 3 junto a un particular sistema de miniaturas e invocaciones tendrá que aventurarse en la fría y oscura galaxia del año 40k, sin embargo, no lo hará solo. El clon de Fulgrim se unirá junto a un antiguo hombre de hierro además de diversos y variados individuos para luchar contra los enemigos de la humanidad. ¡En el nombre de Sigmar y el Emperador!

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)

Emperor of Mankind getting another chance from unknow(?) entity and get back in time where humanity is at it peak. what will he do? (Dark age of Technology fanfic)

Leman Russ has been wandering through the twisted realms of Chaos for nearly 10,000 years. He thought he had seen everything the horrors of the immaterium had to offer him; until now. Faced with a place that challenges everything he thought he knew about the universe, could this new world hold the key to saving not just the Imperium, but all of reality?

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.

Inquisitor, before you judge me, walk with me through the shadows of my past. I am Aurora, born in the dank, treacherous depths of the underhive. My story is one of faith and fire, of broken innocence and unyielding spirit. This is the beginning, the first part of my archive, my confession, a tale that will span decades and test the very fabric of my soul.

A trio of chapters defend their charges from the threats of a cruel, uncaring galaxy. But as the needs of their charges grow, so do the threats to them increase. In order to defend those under their care, they must defy the will of Terra, take actions deemed traitorous for the good of those loyal to the Throne. Loyalties are called into question, and the galaxy burns.

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.

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!

At the beginning of the AI revolution, a fleet of the human federation which activated a project to save and revive humanity ends up traveling to the future to the 41st millennium, they will face old and new enemies as well as see their thoughts collide with the empire that took its place

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.

A cohort of Adeptus Mechanicus Explorators straying outside of Imperium space have picked up on possible Archeotech on an Exodite planet. Unknown to anyone, be it a lone Ynnari agent, the cohort's shadowy Magos Dominus, his trusted Skitarii Marshall, or one of the few surviving Exodite defenders this puts all of them on a collision course with secrets best left buried by time.

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.

Born from shadow and blood the Smoke Jaguars stalk the dark places of the galaxy in their hunt for murderous traitors and those who prey on the weak and innocent. Torn between the twin calls of justice and vengeance that seethe in their blood these elusive warriors walk a path that could well lead to their damnation. These are the Legends of the Smoke Jaguars. Art by Judd Abinuman

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.

¿Qué puede hacer un simple humano en una guerra entre dioses? ¿Puede la voluntad de un mortal modificar el destino de esta galaxia en eterna guerra? O al menos... ¿Será capaz de influir sobre este? Harrus era un simple hombre. Pero un hombre que no dudó en lanzarse a una guerra en la cual era uno más entre miles de millones y batallas por lo que consideraba correcto.

A man is thrust into the warhammer 40k universe as one of his characters, proclaimed by the techpriests as the omnissiah, Not knowing much about the lore and universe... time to caiphis cain this shit.

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…