"When I was taken in by the White Scars Chapter Librarius, and inherited the name Qin Xia, an ancient White Scars warrior from ten thousand years ago, I thought my destiny was to fight for the White Scars Chapter until I fell."
"When I was taken away by the Grey Knights before my surgical modifications, I thought my destiny was to fight against daemons until I fell."
"Until... the damned warp threw me back ten thousand years, onto a planet called Nuceria, where I met a young Angron."
Qin Xia looked at Angron, the primarch who would one day become the most vicious and tyrannical, and fell into deep thought.
"I'm going to raise Angron? Is this for real?"
The only thing that brought Qin Xia a glimmer of hope was that the young Angron hadn't yet been implanted with the Butcher's Nails. He hadn't yet become a brutal and cruel butcher. His talent for sensing and absorbing the negative emotions of others was still there; he was still a primarch with a compassionate heart and an astonishing capacity for empathy.
"It's not too late after all."
andrix: Dante, please let me go. I'm not your father. Your father is still lying in the Stone Hall.
Dante: Impossible! Dad, you're finally back! The Blood Angels are back to you! I can finally retire!
Looking at Dante clinging to his thigh, Sandrix fell silent.
And looking at the group of youngsters around him, their eyes gleaming with gold, ready to recognize their father, and the four gods in the Warp ready to surprise him, he made a decision.
Sandrix: Dad! Please help! Send Guilliman back, or at least that's fine! (Holding his thigh)
Emperor: !!!
What's it like to travel to the Supreme God Realm, where one is born a god, awaken the system, and have the divine domain strengthened into a multiverse from the start...
What's it like to join the chat group after awakening the divine domain?
The Lord God and the Abyss Demon God, the system-creating gods who constantly send countless human souls through worlds to harvest the essence of the world, are gods who destroy and devour worlds.
Demons from Hell, sword immortals from the endless immortal world, various worlds vie to appear.
And countless powerful beings who died long ago, they sleep in endless darkness, constantly awaiting the opportunity to awaken.
New book released. The spiritual energy revival begins with plundering the divine power of God.
Chen Hui traveled to a planet where he could awaken the essence of the world, create his own world, and become the creator.
Some build a civilization of cultivation, others a civilization of technology... But what Chen Hui awakened was a world of death, filled with the negative energy of death.
No living creatures could create, and this world was considered useless and waste.
However, knowledgeable about ghosts and urban legends, Chen Hui simply forged a world of ghost stories where life was despised.
One after another, strange creatures and strange areas were created by Chen Hui.
Ever since the Chaos Gods launched a new round of their "Great Game" in the World of Warhammer Fantasy, the infamous shithole universe of Warhammer 40K—already renowned across the Sea of Void as the "Chaos God’s Sewer"—officially earned itself a permanent blacklist from all civilized realities. Why? Too many demons. Too many cultists. Too much bullshit.
The God-Emperor of Mankind, suffering collateral damage, wasn’t just blacklisted—He also found Himself locked out of the Warhammer Fantasy world by the Four’s paranoid blockades. No more "borrowing" resources. No more easy wins.
So what’s a tired, golden-skinned overlord to do?
Start spam-fishing.
The Emperor began hurling isekai’d outsiders through the Warp like junk data, hoping some poor sucker would take the bait.
Enter Li Wei, a dude from Earth who just got his "resident permit" revoked by reality itself.
Now, stranded before a kaleidoscopic abyss of screaming souls and warp-storms, he has two choices:
Die horribly.
Become the God-Emperor’s newest (and most unwilling) "Vanguard of the Heavens."
(Spoiler: He doesn’t get to pick.)
Framed by a coalition of nobles, the decorated war hero Farra Jago is stripped of the Count title he was promised.
Tossed aside like a beggar, the king grants him the lowly title of Baron and exiles him to a remote fiefdom in the mountains.
An ennoblement in name, an exile in truth.
Fara accepts it all with a smile. The moment he does, the ‘useless’ system that lay dormant within him finally awakens to its second stage.
Faction Bound: Jago Barony.
Kill count after your faction declares war will be counted as the host’s.
A smirk plays on Fara’s lips.
“To kill one is a crime; to slaughter ten thousand makes you a hero!”
In this chaotic era where crowns are stained with blood and thrones are built upon bones, there must be a place for me, Farra Jago!
A hundred years later, he is known by many names: The First Emperor. The Eternal Monarch. The Demon King.
When magic fuses with mecha, and steam power harmonizes with mana, a true iron torrent is unleashed upon the world.
Elves? Dwarves? Werewolves? Orcs? Vampires? Dragons? Ghosts? Angels? Demons?
When my grand army descends, there is only one choice: SUBMIT!
Those who follow me shall prosper; those who oppose me shall perish! The Empire’s iron cavalry will fight from the underworld to the heavens, slaughtering their way from hell to paradise. Where they pass, all races bow in servitude. Within the Empire’s borders, there is no dissent.
“The Elven Queen? In my eyes, she is merely skilled at singing and dancing. Wouldn’t you agree?”
“Does it look like I’m negotiating with you?!”
“Have her brought to me on her knees. Otherwise, my three million iron cavalry will slaughter her city and exterminate her clan by dawn.”
“You know… I think I preferred you when you were still wild and defiant.”
[First-time author here—fair warning, the opening’s rough, but it gets better!]
After accidentally transmigrating into the grimdark universe of Warhammer 40K, Lin Fan discovers he possesses an uncanny ability. Under its influence:
The Necrons, slayers of the Old Ones and extinguishers of stars, find themselves powerless against him—dubbing him "The Subjective One."
Slaanesh writhes in frustration, unable to corrupt him.
Tzeentch, seeing Lin Fan as an existential threat, weaves endless schemes to save itself from annihilation.
On the eve of Abaddon the Despoiler’s 13th Black Crusade, the galaxy burns with unrelenting war. Amidst escalating battles and unbearable casualties, Lin Fan realizes... (to be continued)
(No CP) He Xiaoxiao, as one of the thousands of poor students born in this world of gods, was admitted to a top university by chance.
Yanhuang College, as one of the top universities, has students who are either rich or noble. Everyone needs to hide their identity. No one can use their status to oppress others here. This seems to be the best environment for her development.
He successfully awakened his original kingdom of God and began to cultivate it from the barbaric period, but unexpectedly, it went wrong and he successfully turned the entire kingdom of God into a country without God.
Due to the scarcity of resources, she could only expand the kingdom of God by writing oracles herself. Unexpectedly, the kingdom of God grew larger and larger, and she, who wanted to be an unknown person, was often misunderstood by others as the heir of a super family.
Small scene 1: He Xiaoxiao: "I am the original goddess, I grant you good fortune, offer you your faith, I will lead you to glory and splendor!"
The giant dragon that swallowed the sky shook its tail impatiently and said, "Can you please talk properly? Say whatever you want. If not, get out of here!"
He Xiaoxiao: "Wow, you haven't offered sacrifices for 200 years. Without faith, I will starve to death. Please go and offer sacrifices as soon as possible!"
Dragon: ...
Small scene 2: The princess of the empire happily boasted to He Xiaoxiao: "Xiaoxiao, look, my kingdom of God has finally been upgraded today! The kingdom of God has expanded to 200,000 square kilometers! The civilization has even been upgraded to a higher level. What do you think?"
He Xiaoxiao smiled bitterly and said, "Don't mention it. They are all a bunch of rebellious children! If they continue like this, I will starve to death."
The princess looked at He Xiaoxiao's 10 million square kilometers of the kingdom of God and fell into a state of depression.
"When the pack abandons loyalty to their alpha, some wolves still follow the old ways.
I, Aylin, am such a wolf!"
"Horus, I warn you for the last time! Do not bow to the Warp!"
"......"
"So be it. Then we fight! I will remain loyal to the Emperor unto death! I will watch you fall - and when your blasphemous ambition destroys you, I will stand at your side once more... to hear your final answer!"
What’s it like to be a boss in a world where everyone changes jobs?
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Yi Tian transmigrated to a world where everyone gets a job class—and it happened on Job Change Day.
In this era, Job Change Day isn’t a celebration, it’s a gamble.
Your awakened class is completely random.
Some tr*sh leap to the top overnight; some geniuses fall into the gutter.
And Yi Tian’s awakened class is—【Boss】!
He recruits employees and invests in their professions; the stronger his employees, the stronger the boss becomes!
【Discovered a genius beauty with a lifestyle class—she job-changed into the legendary class “Frostmoon Sword Immortal”!】
【Discovered a tactical genius forced out by his guild—he job-changed into the god-tier class “Solo”!】
【Discovered a cursed Child of Prophecy—he job-changed into a hidden class…】
……
【Blade Queen】【Traveler】【Demon-Suppressing Vajra】
【Black Emperor】【Defier of Fate】
This year, Blue Star faces an invasion by demonic forces. Daxia is under threat from foreign races. Surrounded by enemies, the nation teeters on the edge of life and death.
One genius after another emerges from Daxia—crushing invaders, defeating demons, subduing the multiverse—each carving their path to kingship and godhood.
【The story only gets more exciting as it goes on!】