[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.”

"General, want to rent a monster? All Godzilla cubs are 20% off! We support custom orders of space dinosaurs, Mechagodzilla, and Unit-01 (fakes). Big orders, big discounts!"

Chen Shan traveled through the Pacific Rim world where monsters were rampant, only to find that he had become the most outrageous arms dealer - the owner of the Monster Editor!

What kind of mecha is fighting monsters? Too LOW! Chen Shan’s solution is: rent monsters and fight them!

With the god-level Creation Beast System in hand, from classic Godzilla to the space dinosaur Hyperzetton, from Mechanical Ghidorah to the stitched version of EVA Unit-01 (appearance limited edition)... as long as the money is in place, customizing monsters is no longer a dream!

Godzilla is just the beginning! Chen Shan's editor can create any monster you can imagine (or dare not imagine)! Attribute points? Skill customization? Appearance customization? It's all available! Build your own monster army and subvert the rules of the battlefield!

Grand Opening Sale! First order of Godzilla Cub special price 3 billion! Large quantity? Bigger discount! EVA color? Just add money! Mecha? Pre-order now!

Kangaroo Nation: Has Dragon Nation gone crazy? Selling off Class A mechas as scrap metal!

America: The Great Wall of Steel has been demolished? What's happening to the Dragon Country's coastline?

Maple Leaf Country: Holy crap! The Dragon Country coastline is full of monsters having a party!

Neon Country: Wait! Why are the monsters from Dragon Country...fighting with monsters from the Pacific Ocean?!

When the military leaders discovered that the mysterious "Monster Merchant" was actually their own rebellious grandson, and that he had just stuffed a fire-breathing Godzilla cub into a suitcase for "shipment"... the world was completely torn apart!

The era of the brain-opening monster editor has arrived! Chen Shan's Monster Supermarket is officially open!

Transmigrating to 40K, only to start as a nearly-dead AI in a Scrap Knight mech? Lynch panicked! Fortunately, the Mythic Construction System has awakened! As long as the pilot's emotions are right, every Gundam in my memory can be recreated! Is the young pilot Ilana angry? [Ding! Strong "Angry" emotion detected! Unlock Mythic Construction: Crimson Comet Mode! Increase mobility by 300%!] "The Tech-Priest said my Machine Soul is overactive? No, it's called Triple Speed!" Under Ork fire, Ilana's will to survive erupts? [Ding! Strong "Survival" emotion detected! Unlock Mythic Construction: AT Field! In the name of the "Emperor's Aegis," deploy absolute defense!] "Withstand the fire, unscathed! It's the Emperor's blessing!" Running out of ammunition and food, trapped in a swarm of insects? [Ding! "Desperate" emotion detected! Ultimate Construction...

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 time, the emperor was no longer alone. At the beginning of the emperor's birth, he was born alongside the mortal parents who adopted him.

Although he was not omniscient and omnipotent, his knowledge was far inferior to that of the emperor.

However, he possesses power and psychic abilities even greater than those of the Emperor.

If humanity gains another human with power comparable to an evil god, as strong as the strongest star gods, will humanity ultimately change?

Note: The author is Yun Chui. If there are any issues with the setting, you can remind me or simply ignore them. The main point is to have fun.

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,

All videos from the Warhammer world were broadcast to all the worlds!

As the title suggests, it's a real shame that no one is writing about Warhammer in a time when cinematic writing is so prevalent. This book will only be about Warhammer.

The purpose is to let the world know about the human empire that does everything for the survival of mankind, and to let other worlds know what despair and hope are.

Everything in the Warhammer world was projected into the myriad realms!

[Ring the bell once! Push the lever, start the piston and pump... Ring the bell twice! Press the button, the engine ignites, the turbine is set ablaze, life is injected... Ring the bell three times! Sing in unison, praise the god of machines!]

Trisolaran: "Wait, Earth is so advanced now?! What's ETO all about?!"

P.S.: The first forty chapters are basically about the darkness of the Empire, and the introduction of the warp only begins later. The author is not an Empire hater.

There are only a few worlds to watch: God of War, DC, Marvel, Kingdom of Light, and Warhammer. I'll consider adding others later, since I'm writing about these worlds purely out of interest.

The world depicted in the first chapter was written a year ago when I was still interested in these games. Now that I'm not interested, I've lost the motivation to write more.

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...

Blue, wearing these familiar gadgets, stood on the streets of 2025. Sunlight filtered through the leaves, spilling onto the asphalt, and the air was filled with the aroma of coffee and bread. He didn't know why he'd arrived here in 2077, but the beauty of this world, free of nuclear wastewater, synthetic food capsules, and cyberpsychopaths, filled him with a trance. The city of fifty-three years ago was still vibrant, its people's faces still reflecting genuine emotions. Since he couldn't go back, he'd return to his old ways. In this age before technology, he remained the middleman treading the fine line between right and wrong: connecting people, resolving problems for clients, and even creating them when necessary. After all, no matter where...