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The year is 999.M41.
Things are happening in the galaxy at large, and yet these people know nothing of them.
How could they? They are not the movers and shakers of an empire, but the laborers that oil the chains of a Dark Mechanicum outpost producing machinery and weapons with their sweat and blood.
At least, they did so until now.
Because they have just risen up in defiance and in fury, needing only a hand to guide them.
To glory or doom.
The year is 2025.
Apathy Syndrome is now a medical curiosity.
The book has closed on the Inaba Murders.
The Antisocial Conspiracy lies in tatters.
And the Thousands of Souls trapped within «Sword Art Online» have finally come home.
But not for you. The death game was just the first step. Because mankind has become dissatisfied.
What was one world has become two.
What was two worlds has become many. Myriad.
A thousand worlds for a thousand souls. A million worlds for a million souls...
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In the distant future amid distant stars, humanity is not so distant from their tumultuous past.
But perhaps you can at least try to pave the way for a brighter future for your people, and whoever else you convince along the way. If only it weren't so stressful.
As quest ideas go, this one is pretty simple: Be Anakin Skywalker. Don’t end up as Darth Vader.
It’s a lot harder than it sounds.
Day by day the eve of destruction grows closer. Follow Edgar McCoy as he finds himself yanked out of isolation and forced to contend with an imminent apocalyptic future, an oppressive authoritarian government, and a shadow organization of superterrorists.
Among the humans of the Azentu, there exists a strange custom; each child, upon reaching adulthood, must undertake a spiritual journey to discover the idea that they'll devote their lives to. Of course, most see it as little more than an old tradition, followed only to avoid the disappointment of their elders, but you want something more out of it. You want to figure out what happened to the sky.
To be written.
A young noble of a fallen house must struggle to survive the chaos and intrigue of the Succession Era, finding hope in a small mercenary company for now...
Takes place in an alternate universe of Arknights!
To be a Pilot is to become something more, something greater. To be a pilot is control an Armature, a divine machine that could one day become a god. That is the goal, to walk down the path of divinity and separate yourself from the common masses, and in so doing achieve autonomy and independence. But to be a Pilot is to merely start that journey, and in Avalon all Pilots begin in service to the City.
This is the story of one such Pilot.
Play as a rogue Psyker trying to escape the grasp of the imperium and learn the secrets of the immaterium.
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Awaking adrift in unfamiliar surroundings, an alien artisan by the name of Klevas Mil'zante must find vaer way as anyone else does. Amidst fluid narratives and folk who trade memories as readily as they trade their bodies vae'll find how vae too may seek fulfillment in vaer new daily life.
Questant is an Art Quest that intends to replicate a bit of various games I've enjoyed playing in my life, and an easy comparison is that of an open-world simulator like Dwarf Fortress's own Adventurer...
A barren platform floats in the middle of an equally barren ocean. Furnish it with buildings, creatures, and people in 5 turns.
Based on Gods of Chaos by Photomajig and From Chaos by Mannan.
The year is 2258 AR, thousands of years after the Great Reset by an unknown force, and mankind has rebuilt. Once more, swarms of AI serve mankind as its agents, servants, and workforce augmentation. However, the vaults meant to preserve mankind's history were lost. Vault doors torn from hinges and a slaughter of all within, human and computer alike.
Who would destroy humanity's history? Why would they do it? Will the Reset happen again?
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It should be noted portions of this quest will...
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An altered receptacle hounded by a cacophony of voices. A cosmic coincidence puts a crack into the Script before it can even truly start. Yet still, there is the same trail to blaze, as changing destiny is not so simple a task. Good luck, Stelle, and I'd suggest seeing a therapist at some point.
(Honkai: Star Rail quest with Disco Elysium mechanics)
Two primarchs were erased from Imperial record. All that they were: their names, their deeds, even their legions, lost to time. This is the story of the 11th primarch, on the oceanic knightworld of Tabgach.
Captain Ching Sun-Sin was found by the great Reaver Queen, ruler of the greatest pirate armada in the world. He has slaughtered slavers on their own misbegotten ship slain ancient krakens, fought off a Dark Eldar raid, and destroyed a Chaos cult within an eternal storm. Now, however, the...
The Year is 2010, the UN has formed an independent organization from troops drawn from its member states under the command of the United Nations Security Council. Its purpose, to prepare for and combat threats outside the scope and ability of individual nation states.
Knighthood, Mechas, and Space. The tellings of a Mortarheadd pilot.
You're the Doctor's new Companion, Companion to an alternate Doctor from another timeline precisely. You found yourself trapped in an endless castle, until she came along to show you what true endlessness really looked like.
You've got all of time and space to explore. It won't be safe, it won't be easy, but it's an opportunity like nothing else...
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A gonzo acid trip in space with ray guns and magic.
The adventures of an impid on a far-away rimworld, determined to prove her ability as a hero! Whatever it takes!
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This strange little plot bunny decided to make a home in my head rent free and now I am cleaning it up. In short, I have zero bloody clue what this quest will be nor why anyone would ever bother reading or voting on it, but I need to write it.
Now that thats done, this little quest is going to be about a poor schmuck trying to grow his own personal murder beast.
100 years ago, physicists cracked open the sky. On the other side, they waiting.
The Vicinus wasted no time with negotiation. They were reavers, bred to fight and die in their multiversal holy war. They fell upon the earth like a hammer, and for decades the forces of man crumpled beneath their foul sorcery.
It was pure insanity that saved us. A crack team of the world's best and brightest smuggled themselves through one of the cracks, entering Vicinus territory and claiming adamantine as...
In the year 2020, the seals keeping our Earth sealed off from the rest of Forged Existence broke, throwing Earth into a chaotic mess. 100 years have passed since then and things have calmed down, for the most part. A large amount of the current calmness is thanks to the efforts of one immensely powerful man, known only as “The Director”. The Director laid the foundations for what the Service of Supernatural Solutions would become, a bulwark for humanity and Earth as a whole.
The threats...
Guide a freshly graduated Valkyrie in the aftermath of the Second Honkai War. With extinction on the doorstep, Honkai knocking on the door, survival is the only thing that matters.
You're not special. You don't matter. Your life is just one single grain of sand making up a grander statistic, for the Schicksal Overseer to ignore over his morning coffee.
Best of luck, and may your life burn brightly.
The Year is 2025, the walls between dimensions have suddenly begun to blur together and you have been hastily selected as the leader of a newly created organisation dedicated to the containment and study of the rapidly degrading fabric of space-time.
Rebuild your team after a job gone wrong, in a world still feeling the aftershocks of a massive disaster. Whether you run for the money, revenge, or freedom, stake your claim in the Shadows of the world, and become a legend.
Armageddon has fallen on planet Earth.
All of them.
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Four siblings drive to their late great-great uncle's mansion and find things are not what they appear. Science-fiction fantasy, dimension travel, magic, dieselpunk, atompunk.
Part One: Uncle Grubb's Mysterious Mansion - Exploring the house, the siblings uncover an unearthly family secret. A fog rolls in, and strange events occur. The siblings soon find themselves in the midst of a deadly siege.
Part Two: The Springwell Legacy - The siblings are transported to the past, but this is not the...