Veteran Hammer fan, member of the Holy Blood Angels Chapter

This book combines Warhammer 40,000 and Trench Crusade to give you a different post-apocalyptic experience.

P.S.: Sometimes I really wonder, if the warp were to arrive right now, would Huang Laohan appear in this 2K era ahead of time? 😆

Transcending into the Warhammer world. The Middle Ages are a chaotic wasteland, with the shadow of eternal destruction looming over all timelines. The end is nigh, and the grand game of the Chaos Gods unfolds in the Middle Ages. Carrying a simulator, when faced with the choice between becoming Primal Chaos and the Watchers of Order, will you destroy or save the world? In the 40th millennium of Warhammer, endless war engulfs the entire galaxy. The Emperor is long gone, buried on the Golden Throne. The Astragalus and Astartes have paid a heavy price; even the Primarch's return cannot halt the Imperium's despair. The edifice is crumbling, and the Dark Lord is about to rise from the throne. A decisive outcome will change everything, ensuring humanity's glory endures. Conquer or destroy the Xenomorphs, only in the name of Primal Chaos, in the sight of the gods.

This is not a story about a savior, but a dark epic about how "survivors," caught between emperors and chaos, find a glimmer of hope for humanity in their own way, and ultimately become a "third party" feared by both sides.

Warhammer, Conrad's Apocryphal Book

In that despairing fiftieth millennium, the tentacles of the Great Devourer had swept across the galaxy, the space necromancers had returned, the new Tau Empire had risen, and the shadow of chaos remained.

In that final battle, all of the emperor's loyal sons returned.

However, even with a demigod leading the empire, it was still defeated.

When the last human fell beside the Golden Throne, the Emperor rose in despair, and the Dark Lord brought end and death to everything in the galaxy.

The warp bears witness forever; the mournful cry of the Dark Lord's birth was carried along by the surging waves of the warp to the glorious years of the Great Crusade.

And Conrad Coates, the emperor's most far-sighted son, saw all of this.

The already-unordered order on Earth crumbled, ushering in a new era of coexistence of despair and hope.

Fanatical believers are like a raging fire, and paranoids are like a raging wave out of control; confused people are like flying catkins in the wind, and blindly following puppets are like duckweed on the water.

What kind of magnificent epic will they draw?

Where should humanity and all living things go?

After the great war, the old world was reduced to ruins, and radiation filled the wasteland... Order collapsed, creatures mutated, and monsters and bandits roamed freely... More than a hundred years later, the descendants of the survivors established a new kingdom on the ruins and set off for other regions, with more conflicts on the way... In 2253, an unlucky guy was transported here and found himself a prisoner.

[Warhammer Second Legion Fanfiction] The writing style is roughly ensemble cast.

In the darkness of the forty-first millennium, the Second Legion, having been erased of everything, began their grand plan.

Chaos reigns; no one in the empire knows the full extent of their plans.

And when they reach the forty-first millennium, nearing their end, they will shock the entire universe.

And it all began to be told by a scavenger from a nest city...

Humanity has never been so close to the edge of destruction. If it does not fight, it will be destroyed. Only the Star Marines stand up. They are warriors blessed by the Emperor, the legendary guardians. They travel in the starry sky, guarding humanity for thousands of years. The storm is about to rise, and it starts from the Far East. Special note: The style of this book tends to develop towards "Gothic"...

A cyberpunk background fan fiction. The first three chapters are necessary background settings. I beg you to be more patient. The fifth chapter will start to work hard. Every step of the plot is carefully planned, and every supporting role is carefully polished. Including the lines of each character are also tried to fit the speaking style of Night City as much as possible, so as not to make you feel out of the play. The author has planned a detailed outline of about one million words. The main and supporting characters are full, the plot is ups and downs, the logic is meticulous and smooth, and the battle details are rich. There are both decisive killing and angry hair. It is definitely not a rookie! It is definitely not a sloppy game! Finally, the author likes the world of cyberpunk very much. This world is cold and cruel, and living here requires more ruthlessness.