This is an age of humanity's resurgence! After countless trials and tribulations, a great being known as the Emperor is formally attempting to rebuild the glory of the human race. But on the other side of the material universe, the Chaos Gods have long since regarded humanity as their main course... In this dark and terrifying cosmos, the only future is war!

That is, until the soul of an ancient Terran, named Osiris, arrives in the Warhammer universe and into the body of Lycaeus. The threads of destiny begin to intertwine. Can this outsider turn the tide for a humanity whose fate is already sealed?

For now, Osiris knows nothing of this. He's staring blankly at the mining pick in his hand...

"Damn it, hasn't Corax's amniotic pod landed yet? I don't want to mine anymore!!!!" Sandman stares into the pitch-black mine and falls into a profound silence...

[30k to 40k, some semi-apocryphal content, no female protagonist, loyalty, not a "wish fulfillment" story]"

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

"We were never soldiers... In their eyes, we were made to be the personification of rage. In their eyes, we must exist only for destruction. But we were once his companions. We were the ones he trusted. We were his advisors, his artisans. We were a glimpse of what this species could become if guided correctly, freed from its own malice and weakness. Of course, we were also taught how to fight. He knew that war was coming. It was a necessary step for ascension.

Expedition! Expedition!! The Great Crusade!!!

The days of humanity barely surviving under the oppression of xenos and Chaos are over. Furious, humanity is determined to recreate the glory of the Golden Age.

The grievously wounded and dying Emperor of Mankind has healed his injuries and risen to face the enemy. The Lord of the Crimson Torrent roars as he returns from the Warp.

Forward! Nothing can stop the march of our great renaissance!

Forward! The unyielding human civilization, fighting against heaven and earth, swears to restore its former glory!

Forward! Unite, and unite again! We will liberate the entire galaxy!

There is no way to win, I don't understand that kind of thing——

Carrying the last light of mankind, Shinji Ikari transformed into Tiga and fought the final death battle with Gatanjea.

With Tiga's victory, Shinji Ikari closed his eyes in satisfaction...

When these eyes opened again...

Monsters became apostles, and the winning team became nerv

And humans seem to have lost the light in their hearts

This is the third new Tokyo, a world where humans cannot be saved

And all this will be rewritten...

Because the giant of light stands on the earth.

[System Message: World Line Initializing... Alteration Rate: 0.001%]

Su Li stared at the scene unfolding on the massive public monitor, a stream of curses catching in his throat. Of all the places to be thrown into, it had to be Island Iffish—right at the dawn of the One Year War. Was this some kind of cosmic joke? Was fate itself trying to get him killed?

But then he discovered a secret: he could alter the very fabric of this world line, reaping incredible rewards for every change he made. From that moment on, the legend of the "White Devil" was destined to be rewritten.

His enemies could only cry out in disbelief, "What in the world is that Zaku?!"

Su Li would just grin, his voice cutting through the comms. "Hey, Red Comet! You think you're three times faster? Then prove it and get over here!"

[Warhammer + Fanfic + Alternate Lore + Comedy + System]

College student Yan Yue transmigrated into the body of a Space Marine Centurion—only to discover he’s now leading the last remnants of the Luna Wolves, a legion trapped in the Warp for 10,000 years.

When their battle barge escapes the ruins of Cadia, Yan Yue and his ancient Long War veterans emerge into a galaxy gone mad:

The Imperium is rotting with corruption,

The Inquisition wants them dead,

And his "Loyalty Meter" System keeps pinging: "Bro, maybe don’t mention you served Horus?"

Armed with pre-heresy drip, two layers of PTSD, and a darkly hilarious misunderstanding aura, this accidental warlord must either:

✓ Redeem his legion’s name,

✓ Conquer the Throneworld for giggles, or

✓ Die spectacularly when the Black Templars find him.

The Emperor’s finest? More like… the galaxy’s worst book club.

Lin Xiangchu traveled to a world where humans were forced to fight various alien races, and where humans would perform a ritual called "God's Descent" when they turned fifteen.

Successful people will be called spiritual partners and receive training from the society's top resources.

The contracted spirit that Lin Xiangchu awakened turned out to be the loyal... Lord of Steel? !

"The humans of this world should not be bound by aliens! We will not give up any inch of territory! We will not retreat! The glory of the empire will surely shine in every universe!"

"Mutated Beast King? I thought it was a speed bump. Tell it to my super-heavy tank cluster."

"Bloody Godzilla? Excuse me, behind me is the walking incarnation of Om Messiah!"

The summoning ritual of the cultists? Do you think the iron ring and the mecha brigade behind me are fun?

In addition to natural disasters, geopolitical, religious conflicts, and disputes are also about to erupt at this moment. Neon's desire for land to survive on the mainland, Bharata's ambition to dominate South Asia, and even the distant holy city have erupted in new disputes.

but

This world will eventually belong to the human empire! No matter how many enemies there are, the Solar Auxiliary Army will be overwhelming! No matter how strong the enemy is, the loyal Iron Warriors will crush their defenses.

The Fourth Legion is invincible, no matter how many enemies there are on the ground!

The content includes Warhammer, history, large armies, national wars, mythology, etc. Everything you want to read is here." (This novel is not strictly a Warhammer novel. If you want to read it, you can take a look at my first book, which is a story specifically about the Warhammer universe. The details in it are guaranteed to make you feel the flavor of Warhammer)

Eli, who came to the Universal Century, witnessed the cruelty of war. Driving a mass-produced machine, he wanted to stay away from the world of conflict.

But he never thought that the meteor of the new human in the battle really made him want to do something.

He wanted to change the tragedy.

Come and witness, the tears of another Universal Century

("Cloudhammer" x3—say it with me now!)

Starring: You, the players. Everyone else? Just NPCs with jobs.

Plot: A horde of chaotic gamers "guided" by desperate NPCs to aggressively stir shit up across the Warhammer universe.

Tags: [Meta-Gaming] [NPCs Suffer] [Fourth Wall? What Fourth Wall?] [Chaos Is a Player’s Middle Name]

I thought it was the main god space, but it turned out to be the subspace.

I thought it was the main god light ball, but it turned out to be the emperor light ball.

Others rely on development for technology, but he relies on archaeology.

One day, while he was doing archaeology, he was suddenly invited to a "hyperdimensional channel".

In the NieR world: 2B said that the *function has been upgraded, so you're welcome to *.

In the AldnoahZero world: The Martian princess hopes that he will be the "yellow-haired" to marry.

In the Black Bullet world: The president of the female high school of the police company covets his golden toilet.

In the High School of the Dead world: The kendo girl is willing to kill all enemies for him.

In the Oreimo world: The Fallen Saint Black Cat calls for a fleet and wants to drive a Gundam.

Final Fantasy: Tifa.......

Re:CREATORS:......