Aaron, living in 600 BCE, felt his father was an inadequate father, a mere biological father, and had driven his mother away. That is until he began encountering demigods in his dreams, seeking their father, who called him brother. So, had the old man cheated? Aaron was furious, determined to avenge his mother. But his brothers addressed him so affectionately, asking for things their father had used—relics, so to speak, to slay demons. He gave his father's pillow to Guilliman, his carved clay tablets to Lorgar, his hunting spear to the Lion, his donkey to Jaghatai... Wait, Horus, what do you want? Your father's clothes? In the 42nd Millennium, all the Primarchs broke free from the river of time, liberating the very essence of the Warp and freeing themselves from the constraints of loyalty and betrayal...

This is an extremely dark world.

The Emperor walked the earth, trying to restore the glory of the Empire.

But the fate of mankind has long been toyed with by evil gods.

In the precarious future, there is only endless darkness and war.

until--

The Death Guard named Hades appears.

The threads of fate are intertwined. Can the existence from the outside world reverse the tragedy destined for thousands of sentient beings?

The gods placed their bets.

But Hades doesn't know this at the moment. He is crying like a fart whose toes have been stepped on.

"Help!!! Why is this the world of Warhammer?!"

"Also, why am I a Death Guard?!!"

"Is it too late to kill yourself and start again?!"

It's a funny novel. The nerdy and unscrupulous male protagonist travels to the world of grimdark, where he wanders around with his legs broken and crying like a bastard.

(No female lead, the author is a standard Hammer writer so there won't be too much out-of-character content, the protagonist transmigrates into the 30K Primarch)

What happens when a Warhammer enthusiast actually comes to Warhammer?

Luo Jia: Dude, why did you make me dress up as Luo Jia?!

With no system and no way out, what way does the first corrupted Primarch have to break the deadlock?

Of course, we should kill Colfaren and Irebas first!

Loka will unify its homeworld and launch a great expedition under the Emperor's glory, making the Xenomorphs and Heretics tremble in the wrath of the Word Bearers! Let the stars fall! Let the flames rise! Let the warp burn!

We bear the Emperor's word! We will surely slay the enemies of humanity!

[Pseudo-D&D][Pseudo-Warhammer][Wizard][Magic][Steam][Dragon][Evil God][Abyss][Alchemy][Potion]

In this world of meshing gears, roaring steam, and the coexistence of magic and gunpowder: dwarves operate sophisticated alchemical equipment, giants wield steam-powered warhammers, dragons soar atop towering mountains, wizards shape the world's landscape, and gods sit in the heavens overlooking the world.

Karl must harness his divinity and master his steam-powered armor to take control of his destiny before the dragons roar and the interdimensional war arrives.

"Either burn through the plane with steam and magic! Or be crushed into dust by the clash of civilizations!"

A Hammerman was unexpectedly reborn and found himself turned into a baby.

Good news: He has his own growth and evolution system.

Bad news: He doesn't seem to have a dick.

Good news: He... oh no, she was born in a hive world.

Bad news: she's in the bottom nest.

Good news: The system clearly states that it has nothing to do with Tzeentch.

Bad news: I don’t know if it’s true or not.

…

【During infancy, the cumulative number of breaths is 100,000.】

[Gained the talent {Unlimited Growth}: Physical strength can be increased without limit through training.]

[During early childhood, a cumulative total of 500 falls.]

[Gained the talent "King of Fall Resistance": More ways to fall, immune to fall damage, more prone to accidents when riding in aircraft]

In the perilous world of Warhammer, she experienced many hardships, but never forgot her dream in her previous life -

"I really want to go to the Warhammer world and become a Space Marine with my good brothers."

(ps: This book is a lobster-certified recruitment channel)

Humanity has spent thousands of years in ignorance and darkness.

Countless soldiers rushed to the vast galaxy with loyalty and honor, and their bones were buried on alien stars.

Loyalty, betrayal, dedication, sacrifice.

——The original body of the Second Legion, who was sleeping in the temple and whose files had been deleted, opened his eyes again; what occupies the great body is the soul from the 3K era of another world.

A great legend was created from this moment on.

The roar of mankind will once again resound across the galaxy.

Weak traitors and dirty aliens will be burned to death by humanity's wrath.

[30k to 40k, some semi-apocryphal content, no female protagonist, loyalty, not a "wish fulfillment" story]"

Hermes: "Horus, my friend, death is not the end!"

"We were never soldiers... In their eyes, we were made to be the personification of rage. In their eyes, we must exist only for destruction. But we were once his companions. We were the ones he trusted. We were his advisors, his artisans. We were a glimpse of what this species could become if guided correctly, freed from its own malice and weakness. Of course, we were also taught how to fight. He knew that war was coming. It was a necessary step for ascension.

As a member of the ancient Dwarf race, how should he face the threats of Greenskins, Skaven and even the Chaos Gods, recapture the lost mountain fortress, retrieve the lost artifacts, and restore the glory of the Mountain Kingdom?

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."

andrix: Dante, please let me go. I'm not your father. Your father is still lying in the Stone Hall.

Dante: Impossible! Dad, you're finally back! The Blood Angels are back to you! I can finally retire!

Looking at Dante clinging to his thigh, Sandrix fell silent.

And looking at the group of youngsters around him, their eyes gleaming with gold, ready to recognize their father, and the four gods in the Warp ready to surprise him, he made a decision.

Sandrix: Dad! Please help! Send Guilliman back, or at least that's fine! (Holding his thigh)

Emperor: !!!