This is a world of elves, magic, machines, and gods. This is the world of Warhammer 40,000. As a lucky transmigrator, he is the heir to a kingdom, but at the same time, he is the expensive currency of the Old Man, a Primarch with the essence of the Warp.

Now his old man Huang has arrived.

No romantic pairing, Earth consciousness, does not become human.

He unexpectedly arrived in the Ultraman world. While many transmigrators became light or monsters, he became the Earth consciousness, specifically the Earth consciousness of the Gaia universe. His initial configuration included Gaia, the light of the earth, and Agul, the light of the ocean. However, his earth and ocean were always fighting, and there was also a mutated sky light whose root destruction summoned entity was watching him covetously.

What a disastrous start!!!

Can you two please listen to me for a second? Stop fighting!! You're both my children!

Renlong, Gilu, Zhongnaier, Tiguris... you are all my good monsters too.

Go to Earth in Ultraman Mebius's world, rescue the monsters, and fight Bogard and Emperor.

Go to Earth in Blaze, or rescue the monsters, communicate with alien civilizations, and fight cosmic monsters?

Go to Max Earth, where human civilization and the Delos civilization work together to deal with Earth's disasters. We are all Earthlings.

Go to Orb's original Earth, save people and trees, move the trees to a new place, and maybe clear their heads while you're at it.

Go to Earth in Nexus, or maybe we should change the defense force.

Caledor - the hometown of dragons. A Warhammer player came here because he insulted the Donkey Prince and became Imric, Prince of Caledor. The ox-hide book that can travel through the world will be one of the few things he can rely on.

Diablo, Dark Souls, Mask of the Betrayer...can the power and knowledge of these worlds revive Caledor again?

In the 136th year of Finubar's coronation, in the year 2399 of the Imperial Calendar, the Battle of Fenubar Plains and the Great Holy War are about to begin.

The shadow from Naggarond and the darkness of the northern Chaos tribes are gradually shrouding Ulthuan. This time the Dragon Prince will make a different choice and let the Caledorian fire dragon flag soar in the sky.

Also known as: "The Rise of the Medieval Dragon Aotian"

Arriving in Azeroth with a Warhammer-wielding territory, only to find the Orcish War raging, with refugees everywhere and danger lurking everywhere? Seize the opportunity to develop your territory and advance your technology! Hellstorm rocket launchers incinerate the Orcs, dwarven organ cannons crush powerful enemies, and steam workshops mass-produce weapons! Transform your territory into an impregnable fortress! From then on, sweep across the land! The Alliance now has a leader; watch as this Warhammer mage leads the human army to crush the Orcish Horde, blast open the Dark Portal, and seize control of Azeroth's destiny!

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!"

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)

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)

[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.