Having transmigrated to a medieval-like alternate world, Su Ye, carrying a gift from Mother Earth, is determined to shatter this dark world.

Farming, development, and the liberation of the world with advanced productivity and worldview—everything went very smoothly.

Until he saw the castle opposite him actually stand up!

As the giant mech approached like a mountain, Su Ye was speechless and looked at the people around him and the little animals on her body.

Damn it, how could it be Warhammer, that cesspool!

However, Su Ye was not flustered. It was time to give these young players some of the fantasy shock of veteran players from the 2K era!

The system is initiating the redemption! Come forth, Paradox Engine! Now, time is on our side.

Regarding the upcoming Imperial Tax Bureau, Su Ye declared that paying taxes was impossible; what Empire, what Subspace—it was all a waste of time and resources.

(A hodgepodge of Stellaris, Red Alert, Halo, Transformers, Star Trek, Lobotomy Corporation, etc., and I am Cloud Hammer, I am Cloud Hammer.)

Now, standing before you is Peturab Rurik Kislivsky, the Supreme Tsar of all Kisliv, the Iron Tyrant of Olympia, the Primarch of the Steel Warriors of the Fourth Legion of Astartes… If, if, if Peturab had not descended upon Olympia, but instead arrived in a Russian-style world and began his conquest there, what would have happened?

This is the distant forty-first millennium. The emperor who once protected humanity has transformed into a cold, black sun. If no one can seize humanity's last chance for resurgence, then I will... make the galaxy burn once more!

"What did you say?" Abaddon exclaimed, both shocked and furious. "We've been boarded?! And by a bunch of mortals?!"

“Yes, sir.” A Chaos Space Marine wiped the cold sweat from his brow. “They are too strange. If we don’t send reinforcements soon, our defenses will be breached! Sir, I suggest you evacuate first…”

"Shut up!" Abaddon roared. "Who are we? We are the Black Legion! We have launched thirteen expeditions, each one dealing a fatal blow to the Empire! We are the Empire's eternal nightmare! And now, are we to retreat before a few mortals?"

"Assemble the troops immediately! I will make those arrogant bastards die here! Let the Empire know that we..."

"Bang!" "Rip rip rip!!!" "Boom!!!"

Before he could finish speaking, a huge ceiling collapsed, and on it, the corpses of Space Marines were piled up like mountains. On the mountaintop, several figures, bathed in the aura of blood, looked down.

Under Abaddon's shocked gaze, a man carrying a halberd looked around at him and said, "You're Abaddon, aren't you?"

"In the name of humanity, we bring you to trial, traitor!"

After traveling to 30K, Wop thought he would just eat and wait for death, but he never thought that the Emperor would ask him to raise children. "Neos, they are your sons! You, as a father, give up and leave all the children to me? How can you be a father like this?" "Horus, you are the son of the First Return, the Emperor's favorite son, why are you looking for me? Don't come over!" "Perturabo, what are you doing? Put me down, I want to stay with Sanguinius!" "Shell, stop Angron quickly, he wants to read my mind! What? You said you also want to know who my favorite child is?" "I told you I'm not your father!"

There is a man. He gains power after slaying demons. He is fearless and dares to challenge any powerful foe. He is incredibly strong, with a wild fighting style. He is… Lu Jin: “That’s right, it’s me.” Lu Jin transmigrated to the Warhammer universe. Severely injured, he discovered that besides his innate fearlessness and physical strength, he also possessed a peculiar ability to grow stronger in battle. In a cruel universe filled only with war, Lu Jin embarked on a path to becoming a war god, leaving behind many famous quotes. “Trying to tempt me into becoming Khorne’s chosen one? What kind of bravery is it to kill? Let Khorne be my chosen one!” “Real beings generate emotions to nourish the Warp, and the Warp has nothing to repay real beings…” “Imperial nobles want to enslave me? They deserve to die!”

What interesting things would happen if the Primarch and the Emperor watched footage of the future together?

They will witness the death of heroes, the fall of the vile, the truth of the warp, and that distant, dark future. And what decisions will they make afterward?

(This is a story written by a new author out of love, so the synopsis is inadequate. The story will mainly focus on the Empire and the Primarchs.)

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.

Forty-two millennia later, the Great Rift ripped the galaxy in two, the Emperor's light gradually dimmed, and half of the Imperium of Man was plunged into endless despair and war. In this dark realm known as the "Dark Side of the Imperium," whispers of Chaos corrupt the hearts of the people, a surge of xenos devours the stars, and the isolated world of Mankind, plagued by suspicion and internal conflict, is on the verge of self-destruction.

However, when a soul, burdened with a thousand years of infamy, returns from the Warp, everything will be turned upside down. Astra Sarahar, scion of the former First Legion, a "Fallen Angel" hunted by his former brothers, opened his eyes in the darkness of despair.

What kind of fate awaits him?

(The early part is boring, no problem, but the latter part is even more boring, haha.)