(Single FMC: Panam | Half-Mad MC | Cyber-Addict | Religious Victory | Omnissiah | Machine-Spirit | Corpo V)
⚠️ Author’s Note: New writer, shaky prose—bear with me! ⚠️
[My thinking power + Orcs + Time travel + Conquest + Joy + No female lead]
It starts with a green-skinned kid, and ends with him smashing through countless worlds.
What? Your unit is an angel? A dragon? A vampire?
Don't laugh at me for having only a little green kid. In a couple of weeks, you'll understand the meaning of "endless"!
A race born for war!!!
One green-skinned beast falls, ten thousand are born!
What faith can lead to godhood? What technological advancements? Nothing beats tens of thousands of green-skinned bastards believing that I am big and strong!
I think our lord is invincible!!!
I'm thinking a level 7 civilization could be created by hand!
Orcs were born to feed humans, and humans used a single punch to crush the heavens!
Vast, vast, vast, vast, vast, vast!
"Mao was both brutal and cunning!!!"
“WAAAAAAAAAAAGH!!!”
"WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH!!!"
In 2076, Night City was rated as the worst city in the world by the company.
Bai Ge made an indelible contribution to this, but many people seem to have a slight misunderstanding of him.
I'm not a cyber maniac who kills everyone I see!
Nor am I an anti-human element who keeps giant cyber rats in captivity!
It is even less likely to be those crazy AIs on the old network.
This is all the media slandering and defaming me, they are slandering me!!
[June 28th, I time-traveled.] [July 1st, I disguised myself as a kingdom agent and fooled the sheriff, sentence +10 years] [July 18th, I forged an identity to cross the border and incidentally killed the border guard, sentence +80 years] [August 2nd, I started brewing and selling bootlegging, and had eight fights with local thugs in one day. The Night Shift Chief was furious, sentence +50 years] [August 21st, I changed my identity and joined the Night Shift Bureau, altered my file, sentence -140 years] [September 3rd, I was discovered altering the file, sentence +500 years!] [December 25th, I ignited the flames of Reforging Fala City, sentence... +40k years, haha]... [July 7th, I am the Night Shift Chief now, sentence permanently reset to zero]... [December 12th, these files need a name change, how about the Regent's Memoirs?]... [June 28th, it's time...]
In the treacherous universe of Warhammer 40,000, how could there be no "YESYES"? So, to fill the void of the galaxy lacking rats, Lucius transformed into a black-robed Great Horned Rat and arrived in the galaxy, leading his hordes into this cruel galactic cesspool. From then on, the Devourer of the Great faced a group of equally hungry and formidable enemies; the Empire experienced what an endless sea of people truly meant; the Necromancer discovered that the opposing rats also favored green weapons; and the Greenskins—Lucius declared, "Greenskins, we've fought our way from the Middle Ages to AOS all the way to 40,000! Let's see if you can handle the rats again!"
Within the steel cage, Chang Yang's consciousness awakened within his shattered body. The glory of the Black Sanctuary had been tainted by torture, replaced by the resilience of another soul. Deep within this blasphemous Sword-class frigate, whispers of the warp surged like a tide, only to shatter before the barriers of his thoughts. Only one cold, cunning voice was an exception—not for corruption, but to offer a blood-paved stairway to divinity.
This is the hut I built. This is the stone I meditate on. This is my bolter and chainsaw sword. I've been in this idyllic paradise for over a decade, even reaching the Qi Refining stage, and you're telling me this is a Warhammer? So the spiritual energy I breathe every day comes from the Warp?... Years later, a colossal statue stands atop Terra. Beneath the statue, they call me Regent, Godfather of the Chaos Primarch, Heart of the Dead, Terran Keeper, Ark Home Engineer, Terminator of the Second Brother, Dorak's Private Garbage Collector, Warp Landlord... "So, Your Majesty, it's rather impolite of you to be sitting while speaking to me."
Jiang Lin obtains a cheat ability that allows him to travel through countless worlds, and from the very beginning, he plots to gain superhuman power! Chapter 4: Gaining Power - Semi-Invincible + Infinite Flow + No Female Lead - Awesome, Read on for the Show-Off! Chapter 5: Gaining Power!
It will involve multiple film and television universes (Ultraman, DC Marvel, Eva, Cyberpunk 2077, Armor Hero, Kamen Rider, Gantz, Naruto, One Piece, etc.)
The synopsis is inadequate, please read the full story.
Chapter 50: Revenge Completed
"The sequence is indeed powerful, but every step is like walking on thin ice; it's too manipulative. Do you have a simpler yet more powerful extraordinary power you could recommend?" "Yes, brother, yes, have you heard of Adaptive Evolution?" "You're right, but that's Adaptive Evolution. It ignores the path, ignores madness. As long as you practice, you'll become stronger; as long as you don't die, you can adapt to everything. Once evolution starts, it's like...ahhh!!!" "What madness? What loss of control? I don't understand. I thought it was the second form? Talk to my Adaptive Evolution." "I forgot the beginning, I forgot the end, I forgot the middle, anyway, we're all trying our best to live!" "I've tried so hard, how are you still alive?" Awakening from the deep sea, Skardin opened his eyes to this world: the steel behemoths of the old world spewed thick smoke, sweeping across like a torrent under the emperor's command...
Marvin transmigrates to a world resembling the Middle Ages, facing execution right from the start. Fortunately, he possesses the [Simulation] system. However, something seems off about this system. It claims to begin a new life on a continent called Faerûn, but why do these options seem so wrong? The gods of love and beauty, magic and mystery, earth and harvest, and courage and war simultaneously extend olive branches to him. "Ha, I'm not stupid, you must be the Four Peddlers in disguise!" Without hesitation, Marvin turns to the last option. To become a member of Chaos or a Primarch, he decides. [Your father was a god of slaughter symbolized by a skull. He foresaw his impending demise, and thus you were born.] Sunny, Samia, Miss...