This is a clash of the souls of the 2K era and the Warhammer 30K era. When Primarch Zero finds a stable soul, can the scorching essence of the Warp scorch everything? Can the Imperium overcome the conspiracy of the Four Gods during the Great Crusade? Can the Primarchs cast aside their illusions and stand together? Zerg, Orks, Eldar, Xenos, Necrons, Chaos Gods. When the Imperium finds a legitimate heir, can it stand firm in the universe? PS: Hello everyone, I am Alexander Tang, the eldest son of the Empire. Please watch the restricted short film below, the Emperor's Ascension Ceremony! Okay, I will take over the Empire from now on. Please maintain your absolute loyalty to the Imperium~! (Boltgun loaded)

My savior, the gods have chosen you to save this world! What? What world is this? This is the Warhammer universe! What? Which god summoned you? The Dark Prince Slaanesh, of course! In the name of Slaanesh, save the Warhammer universe!

In the dark fortieth millennium, in the Purgatory Galaxy. "Didn't you say that I could take the template of the End to Beng Tieshuang? Can you explain to me why we are here!!!" "Didn't you say we were going to the Galaxy!!!" "But not this Galaxy, and aren't you Hyperion? Why are you jumping on the Star Train?" "Don't waste time. If we want to go back, we need to keep exploring new worlds and laying star tracks." "???" Looking at the crazy modified version of Hyperion, Zhou Ye fell into silence. . Then he looked at the golden flames behind him. After a brief silence, Zhou Ye said... "Run, run quickly, I don't want to be caught by the yellow-skinned guy. That guy wants me to be the emperor of mankind. Can't I just bypass the subspace and lay the tracks directly? Is it that serious?"

"This Warhammer shithole is so hard to clean! Those hard lumps are stuck in the pipe list. It's so annoying!"

Chen Long, who was riding the super beast and standing on the monkey version of the ether phase engine, said irritably, dozens of light seconds away!

As a time traveler transported to the Warhammer 40k universe carrying high-dimensional information, could a simple death in the right manner grant him instant invincibility? Zhang Ge glanced at his laser rifle and asked his companions the name of the planet. Upon receiving the answer, "Vigilance," he exclaimed, "I've never had such a wonderful start." As a leading figure in the Imperial Guard, how could death be easy in a battle of this magnitude? Essentially, there was nothing to do, just stay in the trenches, and the enemy would find creative ways to kill you. However, when a casual touch of the laser rifle caused its machine spirit to tremble with joy, and when he seized the opportunity to poke his head out of the trench and kill a dozen heretics, and a shell slammed into the trench, sending shrapnel and shockwaves slicing through the entire platoon's position, killing thirty or forty allies besides Zhang Ge, but just avoiding him, he realized that things weren't as simple as they seemed.

The ordinary Lynn was thrust into the darkest battlefields of the Warhammer 40,000 universe.

Struggling to survive in the ruins of a hive city, a sea of ​​blood and corpses, he was forced into the Imperium's most brutal meat grinder: witnessing Cadia's shattering chaos, battling the infernal Zerg Sea of ​​Baal, wandering beneath the shadow of the Tau Empire's "Greater Good," and even encountering forbidden relics on the edge of the Eye of Terror.

Fighting bloodily for survival, he transformed from a terrified mortal into a ruthless warrior.

However, endless wars and repeated profound transformations by the Mechanicus eroded his humanity and self, pushing him to the brink of inhumanity.

Scarred and wounded, he traversed the burning galaxy, ultimately arriving at Holy Terra, humanity's last bastion.

Facing the final siege of Chaos and the impending extinction of the Golden Throne, Lynn must make the ultimate choice: using his utterly alienated existence and otherworldly soul to become the nameless fuel that sustains the Emperor and the Imperium.

This is his journey, burning himself out in eternal darkness, to become the last ember of the Imperium.

Xie Yong, a poor wage earner, found himself in prison after waking up from a sleep, but this was not an ordinary prison... As for why it was not ordinary, he did not understand, because he was just an Ogryn ape-man. That's right, it was the legal sub-human Ogryn ape-man designated by the Ministry of Military Affairs. At the same time, it was also a coin with a slightly larger denomination in the hands of the Human Emperor. Although he was imprisoned, fortunately he still had a system in his head. Just want me, an Ogryn ape-man, to understand the prompts of the system? ! Hahaha, why don't you let Tzeentch teach me to count to the number 9? What? I can really count to 9! Hello! System, this mission is completed

Calixis Sector, Port Wanderer, Blind Eye Bar. "Hello, friend, come sit down. You're looking for a job?" A well-dressed man embraces you, offering you a glass of Renka brandy. "You can call me Siegel, the best Rogue Trader in the Kronos Expanse." "Do other Rogue Traders say the same thing? Friend, to survive in Port Wanderer, you must use your own judgment.

About Warhammer 40k and My World:

A 3k unlucky guy who was dragged to 40k by Barou: I am really a loyalist, but my loyalty is not to the psychic Barou, nor to the decadent and declining human empire, which is not worthy of representing humanity! Blood sacrifice to the blood god, skull sacrifice to the skull seat, for the greater good, Whaaaagh!!

A perfectly normal tale of a cheerful Greenskin’s adventures in the Warhammer 40K universe.

- Their meks are too tiny—can’t even compare to Gorkamorka’s Fist or a proper Stompa.

- Their way of pickin’ bosses is stupid. Too much talkin’! Why not just WAAAGH! and krump the biggest git?

- And why dey always workin’ and fightin’ over dumb stuff? ORKS IZ FREE! We fight, we laugh, we WAAAGH!—dat’s da good life!

Tags: [Ork Logic] [Bigger = Better] [WAAAGH!-Fuelled Plot Armor] [Reality? Optional]