With the ability to obtain a random item from the universe every day, I transformed into an Astartes recruit in the Warhammer universe who was about to be transformed and killed.

At the critical moment of gene seed implantation, I drew the dog talisman from "Jackie Chan Adventures" and gained eternal life.

I thought my immortality would allow me to walk freely in this dark universe, until I saw with my own eyes that a Chaos Demon devoured an entire company of Space Marines.

The Empire sees me as a heretic, Chaos sees me as prey, and the Mechanicus wants to dismantle me for research.

Today, my system gift is a lightsaber from Star Wars, valid for 23 hours and 59 minutes.

In the distance, the Inquisitor's black ship was slowly entering the starport.

"Well," I said, tightening my grip on the hilt, "let's see whose day it is."

What? Fourteen-hour days, for the Emperor?

What? The bodies will be recycled as food, for the Emperor?

The boy continued to read the pamphlet distributed by the Hive Priest.

Dedication is necessary, sacrifice is redemption!

Humanity must make sacrifices to achieve the great ideal of conquering the galaxy. Only by conquering the entire galaxy can humanity survive from the multitude of enemies.

The Emperor is the father of twenty angels, and also your father. He will lead you on a glorious expedition to the entire galaxy! !

“Thank you for your advice!” The boy’s pupils trembled.

However, he still couldn't suppress his curiosity and cautiously asked the inhuman, ghostly thing in front of him, "Emperor? Is that the light in the sky?"

The priest's eyes suddenly became sharp, and his body suddenly stood at attention. He grabbed the boy's shoulder with one modified hand stained with motor oil, and with the other hand, he held the scepter and pointed at the string of small, almost invisible words in the lower right corner of the booklet in front of the boy - Please note, the Inquisition is offering a reward to anyone who can see "light" from the sky. If there are such people around you, whether they are your parents, children or neighbors, please report them. The Emperor of God will thank you for your loyalty!

The boy's heart skipped a beat.

"Wait, why are you arresting me? I don't know anything! What? I can also go to Terra and contribute my strength? Ignite myself and become a Star Torch? What is a Star Torch? I don't want to die, you can't do this! I am innocent!"

In 2076, Night City was rated as the worst city in the world by the company.

Bai Ge made an indelible contribution to this, but many people seem to have a slight misunderstanding of him.

I'm not a cyber maniac who kills everyone I see!

Nor am I an anti-human element who keeps giant cyber rats in captivity!

It is even less likely to be those crazy AIs on the old network.

This is all the media slandering and defaming me, they are slandering me!!

GOOD NEWS: You've been isekai'd!

BAD NEWS: It's the Warhammer world.

GOOD NEWS: It's Warhammer Fantasy, not 40K!

BAD NEWS: You're in Reikland, Sigmar's Empire.

GOOD NEWS: Soul transmigration (not naked isekai)!

BAD NEWS: No cheat skills or golden fingers.

GOOD NEWS: Your village has no Beastmen herds nearby!

BAD NEWS: Too late to back out now—whoosh!—welcome to your new life.

(Tags: No-System Survival | Grimdark Comedy | Average Joe in Fantasy-Hell | The Empire's Worst Luck)

I woke up to find myself, a glorious Soviet base vehicle AI, in a bizarre American wasteland—a place filled with atomic punk metal lumps and mutated giant cockroaches, even more outrageous than the heart of capitalism!

To restore order (and incidentally have some fun), I "recruited" a group of tribal natives who couldn't even put on their own pants. The most urgent task? Teaching them to speak magnificent Chinglish! After all, who can stand that incredibly complicated, unrelated native English?

And so, a bizarre sight appeared in the wasteland: a group of blond, blue-eyed burly men, speaking broken, construction-worker-accented English, shouting "Hurrah! For Ironhead God!", drove their magnetic tanks over mutants, followed by a swaying Kirov...

Hey, you over there, the shelter kid in the blue bodysuit, and those tin knights with laser guns, any complaints about the "Red Iron Curtain"? No? Very well, comrade, welcome to the Soviet wasteland!

There is currently no female lead, the protagonist is not a saint, and there is no system. Miles, carrying the spark of ambition, transmigrates into a mysterious world, meets Klein, joins the Tarot Club, and lets his ambition shine in the mystery... What kind of legend will he create in this world? (The first few chapters have some minor issues; it is recommended to start reading from chapter ten onwards.)

When the demonic tide begins to surge again, the gods will slowly awaken. Dynasties will rise, races will vie for supremacy, and the war of the gods will begin once again. Little do they know that all this is simply the work of a dark hand beyond the walls. Let's see how a young man armed with the cheat code for Mount & Blade: Prophecy of Pendor, braves this war-torn world step by step to the end. (Pseudo-DND, Mount & Blade, Warhammer)

"Original Name: Fu Qinghai Fights Everything"

The main thing is to tell the story of a male protagonist from the Warhammer 40K universe, who overturns all kinds of monsters and monsters.

Aliens vs. Death Eaters, Jedi vs. Mutants, Deep Diver vs. Anna Bell, Titan vs. Mech Hunter, Ringwraith vs. Symbiote...

In the end, it turned into Fu Qinghai fighting everything.

The titles the main character has received and will receive:

Aoyama Stark, Belisariu Aoyama, Aoyama Khan, Darth Aoyama, Aoyama Velaz...

[Western fantasy + simulation + half-succubus, half-fox + not invincible + leveling up + dimensional warfare]

Mikoro was born into a world destined to be swallowed by the abyss, and because of his demonic bloodline, he was to be executed upon reaching adulthood.

Fortunately, he obtained the Life Simulator System, which allowed him to escape death time and time again, seize opportunities from the impossible, and finally become the Lord of Eldar and King Slaanesh at the end of the world.

After the first simulation, he saw a glimmer of hope in a seemingly hopeless situation and successfully elevated himself to the ranks of the extraordinary.

After the second simulation, he seized an opportunity amidst the demonic calamity and escaped the Blazing Sun Empire. From then on, he was free to roam the world!

After the third simulation, he established a stronghold in the northern border of the Mountain Kingdom, commanding a large army and many generals, and the region was thriving.

...

After countless simulations, he sat high in the sky, ascended the throne of Slaanesh, and as far as the eye could see was the Demon Kingdom of Ten Thousand Desires.

All thoughts and desires lead to lustful karma, and all sensory experiences ignite the fires of desire.

Endless demons chanted hymns of praise, their decadent sounds resounding throughout countless worlds:

"Sinking into the sea of ​​desire, singing and dancing wildly; "

Unrestrained and unbridled, he fell from sainthood to demonhood;

Salamu abounds, a perpetual celebration!

In the madness of the fortieth millennium, only war exists in the universe.

But in the deepest part of the subspace, a consciousness originating from humanity's ancient golden age has awakened. It calls itself "Somos," the end of suffering, the eternal stillness.

Now, He whispers into the ears of the most desperate souls, offering a false peace. Neither the empire nor the gods realize that this faint whisper is quietly weaving an ending that will overturn everything.