About Warhammer 40k and My World:
A 3k unlucky guy who was dragged to 40k by Barou: I am really a loyalist, but my loyalty is not to the psychic Barou, nor to the decadent and declining human empire, which is not worthy of representing humanity! Blood sacrifice to the blood god, skull sacrifice to the skull seat, for the greater good, Whaaaagh!!
A story about Warhammer.
A veteran's story.
A story about working for the Emperor in order to return home.
A new author arrogantly attempts to tell the story of human nature and bestiality.
My savior, the gods have chosen you to save this world! What? What world is this? This is the Warhammer universe! What? Which god summoned you? The Dark Prince Slaanesh, of course! In the name of Slaanesh, save the Warhammer universe!
On the eighteenth year after coming to the country, Aaron finally remembered the fact that he was a time traveler.
Something was wrong with him.
There was no lovely sister who awakened to kill the Son of God, no emperor on a golden toilet appeared to recognize him as his son, and no one met a group of witches who were being persecuted and in need of rescue.
Even though he has average qualifications, he is faced with the fact that he is the last generation of this family.
It would be great if I could find a job that allowed me to summon creatures using cards.
Fortunately, fate did not abandon him.
The four amiable, kind-hearted and beautiful gods decided to choose him as their representative.
Then, the goal is to put on the Chaos Crown and play cards with these four good brothers!
The story takes place in the 42k era, after the fall of Cartier and Guilliman's awakening. The protagonist's stats aren't high, but his abilities are conceptually advanced. He starts by healing the sick and saving lives at the bottom of the hive, then becomes a space firefighter. He's either in a chaotic melee or on his way to one. The quack doctor will use his miraculous healing skills to protect the Emperor's loyal subjects. If life is the Emperor's currency, then Ivers is the one who mints that currency.
Saving people is awesome! Fighting is awesome!
Bring salvation and loyalty to a distant and dark future!
What is it like to travel to a world that is destined to be destroyed?
Lynch said he didn't want to know.
Not only did he travel to a world of despair, but he also reached the front line of resistance against demons and became cannon fodder in the bloody battle with demons, a lizard man.
Lizardman Lynch accepted this well, and the demon toad supervising the battle was satisfied with dispersing the storm of destruction above Lynch's head.
"You've been chosen, go deliver it quickly."
Lynch looked at his enemy. The Rat Man who was ready to move underground stuck out his ugly head. At a glance, there were minions of Chaos everywhere.
The dark elves executed captives on the coast, and the undead roamed the sea at will.
The ancient plan has failed and there are no allies, only enemies.
The end is near!
Wait a minute, why is there a fellow guy on the opposite side?
Lynch looked at the prince of Nurgle, invited himself to join the traveler of chaos, and raised his spear.
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Group wear, group portrait, single protagonist, war theme, main battle, cold-blooded logic, pure order side, no male-female relationship, no farming, non-human race protagonist, don’t join if you don’t like it