While both are lords of the same name, Lin Yu's luck seems a bit too good. His cheat ability draws only "forbidden races" that are said to have destroyed the world, and they are all women and all "villains".

The game starts with the [Fallen Angel Reincarnation Pool], which yields only yandere, bloodthirsty older sister characters; followed by the [Pain Witch], [Deep Sea Siren], and [Fallen Angel]. These units are beautiful and powerful, but their personalities are twisted, filled with destructive desires, and extremely difficult to control.

Lin Yu must constantly feign absolute strength and ruthlessness to suppress his "yandere" subordinates. To outsiders, Lin Yu is the great demon king who rules the demon cave, a traitor to humanity. But Lin Yu doesn't care; he only wants to survive.

He discovered that while these "evil female" soldiers were dangerous, they were the sharpest blades if you could conquer them. While the so-called righteous factions (angels and paladins) still valued chivalry, Lin Yu's evil female legion had already won the war by using poison, ambushes, and mind control—leaving no stone unturned.

He was transported to Warhammer 40k, but Shen Ping didn't cry like a jerk who'd had his toes stepped on.

Because his hanger is a bit too big.

A nascent virtual realm, omnipotent spiritual energy, a rudimentary yet highly efficient wish-granting panel.

"Darkness, despair, and a future where only war remains?"

"Then it's my turn to save everything!"

"To restore humanity's glory is our inescapable duty!"

Starting from this feudal planet, let's stir up the entire universe!

[30k to 40k words, some semi-pseudo-scripture content, no female lead, loyalty, not a wish-fulfillment story]

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

We were never soldiers… In their eyes, we were destined to be embodiments of rage. In their eyes, we were born only for destruction. But we were his companions. We were those he trusted. We were his advisors, his craftsmen. We were a glimpse into what this species could become when properly guided and freed from the shackles of its own evil and weakness. Of course, we were also taught how to fight. He knew war was imminent. It was a necessary part of ascension, though it was destined to be impermanent. We are the guardians of the new era, and must be strong enough to ensure its safety.”

Within the steel cage, Chang Yang's consciousness awakened within his shattered body. The glory of the Black Sanctuary had been tainted by torture, replaced by the resilience of another soul. Deep within this blasphemous Sword-class frigate, whispers of the warp surged like a tide, only to shatter before the barriers of his thoughts. Only one cold, cunning voice was an exception—not for corruption, but to offer a blood-paved stairway to divinity.

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.

The protagonist unexpectedly receives an invincible technology system as a reward, a mid-level battleship, and begins his journey from the Blue Planet to the vast sea of ​​stars. In the endless dark universe, there are all kinds of strange races, as well as various mysterious celestial bodies. There are battleships, immortal cultivation versus technology, the law of the dark forest, and what parallel universes are like.

Newbie, please bear with me

(This book does not abuse the protagonist, has no harem, and may not even have a female protagonist. It is an invincible novel)

Main characters: Haotian,

In the distant, dark end of the 41st Millennium, the galaxy has long since fallen apart. The Warp's active influence has left the human empire scrambling to cope. Chaos Warmaster Abaddon's 13th Black Crusade threatens to utterly destroy Cartier, and the tide of Chaos will ultimately tear the galaxy apart. And on this very day, a traveler from another world descends upon this one. Unlike the other travelers, he doesn't cry like a stubbed toe. This human, muscular as an Astartes and clad in unique power armor, gazes upon the demon-stricken battlefield. Without a word, he unleashes the blades on his wrists. A powerful melody fills his surroundings, and his journey to slaughter demons in another world begins. [Doom Slayer] That's his title, or you can call him that. [DOOM] "Which one...

War, war, war, endless war.

Khorne cares not for intrigue or loyalty, but only for endless violence and the art of war. A brilliant massacre where the few triumph over the many, a valiant charge against a powerful foe, is more likely to earn the Blood God's favor and blessings—for example, weapons igniting with an inextinguishable demonic fire, or bodies growing larger. Conversely, avoidance, cowardice, or the use of "dishonorable" means may lead to the loss of power or even being devoured by one's own comrades.

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.

Zhou Yan, a workshop technician, transmigrated into a clone of the Third Legion's Primarch, Vorgrim. "Damn it, Vorgrim, you've betrayed the working class!" "The Imperium is a corrupt empire, and the new humans are still humans... who's in favor, who's opposed!" "Some guy named Caul created a Legion of Primarch Space Marines for Guilliman... Byr, what do you think?" "Our overall strategy is to defend the Imperium's holy frontier, develop into the Imperium's dark side... sweep away the defeated Tyranid tentacles, and avoid the Necropolis of the Space Necropolis before we grow stronger... and most importantly, gather 18 Tyranid War Maidens!" After the Great Rift that tore the galaxy open, Zhou Yan led his newly formed legion to develop and grow, and the second human regime (warning: not the second Imperium) rose from the Galactic Far East!