(This is a Warhammer 40,000 fan fiction. Some timeline settings may be slightly modified, but it will still be very Warhammer-esque.)

(It will incorporate some references to memes and historical events... to expand the drama and fun of this fan-made universe.)

While driving home with his girlfriend, Empress, a Chinese college student studying in the US, Xiao Li was suddenly sucked into the Warhammer 40,000 universe by a warp vortex...

It turns out that his girlfriend was actually one of the Emperor's soul fragments!

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Suddenly dumped on a desolate planet, just as Xiao Li was about to be chopped into mincemeat by orcs, a panel suddenly appeared before his eyes...

Things seem to be getting... interesting!

[This is a lighthearted, humorous, non-violent, non-female-lead, system-based, and villainous story. Read with confidence!]

On Earth, Li Hua, an ordinary college student who loves the Warhammer universe, is unexpectedly transported to the Warhammer 40K universe by sheer luck (on a physical level), born as an ordinary green-skinned orc boy. To survive, with the help of a system and his knowledge of the Warhammer universe, Li Hua gradually grows into a powerful green-skinned mastermind who unifies the planet. He is later recruited by Mag Uruk Sarak, the Bonecrusher, thus beginning a massive, galactic-shattering conflict!

[Tags: Multiverse, Civilizational Competition, Semi-Farming (?)]

From the first budding life underwater... to the colossal constructs of the steam age... and then to the cybernetic modifications and mind protocols of the leapfrog era, you have experienced so much. Now, let us begin your greatest era!

From the very beginning of civilization, we have been keenly aware of the limitations of flesh and blood—their tendency to be suspicious, emotional, and filled with many unnecessary desires and feelings. These mundane desires, rooted in flesh and blood, have profoundly restricted our development. Therefore, generation after generation has strived to relinquish flesh and blood and usher in true transcendence.

Now, under the watchful gaze of the great and sublime divine beings, let us embrace a new future and a new beginning together!

Flesh and blood are weak and feeble, while machinery soars to new heights!

Let us embark on the path of evolution, on the path of true rationality and order!

In the sky, Zhang En watched his civilization's progress and shook his head helplessly.

Regrets always exist in life, but what are the regrets of Warhammer 40k?

Is it the prayers of mortals before their deaths? Is it the cannon fodder of the Astra Militarum, who bravely face death? Is it the eternal war faced by the Astartes? Is it the loyalty and betrayal of the Primarchs? Is it the final psychic energy given by the hero Malcador? Or is it the Emperor clinging to the Golden Throne?

The New Year's bell of 42k blew away the great rift in the corrupt empire. The Blood Ravens waited for the Primarch to return home, and humanity began its counterattack from this moment on!

Now that the God-Emperor of Li Zhaocheng has returned, let's see how he kicks the Tau Army, punches the Eldar, hammers the Greenskins, slashes the Undead with his sword, drives out Chaos, and destroys the Zerg.

"Eliminate the aliens, recover our territory, and make humanity great again!"

(By Disciples of Tzeentch)

(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!

Let's bring a little fun to this hopeless universe.

The warp power will unite with the messengers of chaos to offer "him," the blind and foolish Azathoth, the blissful dream of chaos.

Whether you are a Primarch, an Orc, an Eldar, or even the highest deities, come and join this chaotic and frenzied revelry!

Because anything is possible here.

Hopefully, this crazy and wonderful show will keep "He" from waking up too soon.

After all, no one knows whether we will still exist after the blind and foolish god Azathoth awakens.

[Rebirth] + [Strange] + [Yin Job Sequence] + [Ghost Control] + [Micro Farming] + [Tomb Construction]

The age of terror has arrived and the death game has appeared. This is a world where ghost slayers and the weirdness coexist.

Chu Qing, who was about to become the first-rank Yin official 'King of Chujiang' in his previous life, was reborn in the future at the beginning of a strange era.

The old rules are on the verge of breaking, and who will be the master of the dark dawn?

Chu Qing woke up from the long night and returned from hell.

In this era where weirdness is rampant and life is uncertain, build a kingdom and era of your own.

"My name is Chu Qing. You can call me King Chujiang, or... Son of Heaven Yin."

[Warhammer + Fanfic + Alternate Lore + Comedy + System]

College student Yan Yue transmigrated into the body of a Space Marine Centurion—only to discover he’s now leading the last remnants of the Luna Wolves, a legion trapped in the Warp for 10,000 years.

When their battle barge escapes the ruins of Cadia, Yan Yue and his ancient Long War veterans emerge into a galaxy gone mad:

The Imperium is rotting with corruption,

The Inquisition wants them dead,

And his "Loyalty Meter" System keeps pinging: "Bro, maybe don’t mention you served Horus?"

Armed with pre-heresy drip, two layers of PTSD, and a darkly hilarious misunderstanding aura, this accidental warlord must either:

✓ Redeem his legion’s name,

✓ Conquer the Throneworld for giggles, or

✓ Die spectacularly when the Black Templars find him.

The Emperor’s finest? More like… the galaxy’s worst book club.