warhammer 40k

It is the 41st Millennium. For more than a hundred centuries the Emperor of Mankind has sat immobile on the Golden Throne of Earth. He is the master of mankind by the will of the gods and master of a million worlds by the might of His inexhaustible armies. He is a rotting carcass writhing...

By the official reckoning of Imperial Historians, the Unification War lasted exactly a thousand years. This, of course, is largely a piece of historiographic slight of hand: the very first skirmishes within the Himalazians were never dated precisely outside of the word of the Emperor and his...

The Hexos Crisis Deep within the Imperium Nihilus lies Hexos. A stable system under a pale yellow sun, Hexos VII has had the good fortune to avoid serious problems since M36, when a minor Ork Waaagh attacked and was then destroyed. It was the image of a stable, supportive, useful Imperial...

In the grim darkness of the far future, there is great opportunity for profit. Much of the known galaxy is dominated by titanic fascist edifice of the Imperium of Man. It is ruled from Holy Terra by the Senatorum Imperialis, in the name of the God Emperor, who sits interred on the Golden Throne...

Prologue: From Darkness to Light "It's a simple question, even a child can answer!" The loud man's voice makes me want to cover my ears. He's big, with clothes that look like stiff boards with shiny pieces of metal on them and lots of words, nothing like Mama wears. His face is hard, like the...

It's year 2157 and several ships of the Migrant Fleet encounters giant space station of unidentified origin, the space station is comparable in size to Citadel itself. Several search teams are send to find out just what's going on. The station seems to be empty and abandoned, with the only...

You awaken slowly, coming back to awareness after a long hibernation. System checks return with many alerts, but nothing truly urgent. Your automated systems have successfully kept you intact through thousands and thousands of years of hibernation. At first you cannot believe your own internal...

Mighty heroes battle for the right to rule the galaxy. The vast armies of the Emperor of Earth have conquered the galaxy in a Great Crusade - the myriad of alien races have been all but destroyed by the Emperor's elite warriors and wiped from the face of history. The dawn of a new age of...

So help me out. I Looking for a Warhammer 40k fanfic that I can't recall a name for. I read it a long time ago, and I searched everywhere but couldn't find it. I don't know if the author deleted it by now. From my fragments of memory the plot is like this: It's about a man reincarnated into an...

The Forty-First Millennium came to a close with the death of Cadia and the Great Rift opened in it's wake, plunging the galaxy into a new era of chaos. A Primarch has returned to guide the Imperium once more. Enemies of Humanity have laid siege to Holy Terra. What was once an almost stagnant...

The first thing that she saw was darkness, an enveloping darkness that surrounded her, the only light coming from some small slits just above her head. Not long after, the light hit just right and she saw the rotting bile, maggots crawling throughout the locker, and degenerate fluids as far as...

This is the sequel to Embers in the Dusk and Sparks at Midnight, while I will try and make it possible for new players to start here I would advise you read that first. [slide] [slide] {/slide} [slide] {/slide} {/slide} {/slide}

Prologue The Jorgall had vanished from history long ago, thought wiped from existence or driven off ,by the death guard when they were still loyal, in the dying years of the Great Crusade. Their enormous, cylindrical ships— large enough to have their own internal gravity and had chlorinated...

You are a Primarch, gene forged by the Emperor of Mankind himself to be one of the greatest warriors and generals to ever live. Towering over the rest of humanity in both terms of skill and physical size. You and your brothers were built and breed to reunite the scattered remnants of human...

Prologue; Discoveries Helm: 3028 Grayson Carlyle was almost boiling within his mech when they managed to gain access to the Brian Cache on Helm. There was not much time left before House Marik forces managed to find and breach the facility themselves, and so he set about the task of copying...

Rylan of the 444th Vespilan Irregulars leaned against the monotonous yellow wall, chewing on a ration bar that tasted like cardboard mixed with sawdust. Around him, his fellow soldiers found solace in the mundane: some played regicide with the desperate intensity of men whose fates hung in the...

The history of humanity has been a history of doing stupid things, and hoping they work out for the best. From the first moment a bipedal ape looked across a chasm, and thought that they could totally make the jump (spoiler: they could not), humans and their antecedents have, from...

In Flames, Our Salvation: A Sisters of Battle Quest It was a day like any other when Morvenn Vahl, Abbess of the Adepta Sororitas, arrived at your Cloister. Perhaps it was a quiet day of contemplation of the God-Emperor's glory, perhaps it was day full of hymns extolling the death of the...

TEN THOUSAND YEARS AGO, the Emperor of Mankind launched a Great Crusade to reunify the scattered worlds of Humanity under a single banner. Across the Galaxy, a million stars came under the light of the Imperial Truth and fell to the Legions of the Imperium, united as worshipful vassals of the...

The Mechanicum. The Tech-Priests of Red Mars. The one Institution of humanity born in the Age of Strife that not only succeded in uniting under a common goal, but thrived in it. But it did so at a price. Factionalism. And you, you are one of the various factions of the Mechanicum that would...

AN Got this fiction on Spacebattles to, figured yall might like it on here to. I'm still not perfect when it comes to writing, so feel free to leave your thoughts and criticisms in the replies/comments ----------------- Data flowed through me like water through a canal. Numbers quantifying a...

IN THE GRIM DARKNESS OF THE FAR FUTURE THERE IS ONLY WAR. It is the 41st Millenium, and humanity is beset on all sides, from without and from within. The Imperium of Mankind faces threats from the mutant, the heretic, and the alien. To allow them to triumph is to doom the galaxy, so it commits...

[RI fanfiction.] ------------------------------------ Fang Yuan's legacy as the Great Love Venerable faces unseen threats. As mysterious powers challenge his place in history. Who is Fang Yuan? Will he forget his goal and surrender? What will happen to the one and only Great Love venerable...

A brief flash of light that was followed by sounds of metal being hit by stone echoed through the darkness. Sparks could be seen for miles as golems and men worked for hours as they tried to repair what they could. Sometimes they would be forced to replace a massive pillar, while other times...

You were born into the Explorator Fleet, which had roamed the void of Imperial space and beyond for millennia. You were born without the disadvantages of natural human pregnancy and the "normal" biological reproduction that is common among the inhabitants of normal worlds. On the appointed day...