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?

"Grand Admiral Thrawn is dead..." A Chiss, Grand Admiral of the Empire, the only non-human to rise to the pinnacle of Imperial power. For years, he lay dormant in the unknown star regions, only to return with force nine years after the Battle of Yavin, reigniting the Empire's hopes of suppressing the Rebellion. But this hero was assassinated by his own personal guard, plunging the Empire once again into the brink of collapse. Now, the New Republic faces... a completely different Grand Admiral. He unites the remnants of the Empire with a ruthless hand. Past defeats have been transformed into a strategic blueprint, the chessboard for a new round of conquests already laid. The Sith Lord Palpatine, returned from the depths of death, and with his greedy minions, launched a full-scale Imperial counterattack, forcing the internally divided New Republic into retreat. Only one man sees through this apocalyptic chessboard. His name is Thrawn. He lives. His chessboard is already set. There is no forgiveness, no negotiation, no...

[Natural disaster + mass production of troops + no female lead + decisive killing + four races of heroes + savior] As usual, young Fang Yun finished a game of Warcraft III, and the water cup next to him inexplicably spilled on the keyboard. A burst of lightning illuminated the dormitory, and Fang Yun regained consciousness.

"It's over! Five hundred worlds!"

It turns out that Fang Yun has arrived in the Warhammer 40k era.

So Tzeentch! Khorne! Nurgle! Slaanesh! And that false emperor sitting high on a golden toilet!

Let the Scourge send you on your way!!!

[An incredibly satisfying and exhilarating story! Earth was perfectly fine until a massive rift tore the solar system apart, unleashing endless demons and aliens from its depths.]

Have you heard? That madman is constantly yelling about saving Terra. He's not just a madman, he shouts something about the Emperor every time he kills those green aliens.

Meanwhile, on a battlefield

Lin Feng was so excited when he saw the green-skinned orc he had been searching for that he almost cried.

For the Emperor!

waaagh!