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I really really did not want to necro this thing... But i fear that my indecisive state may not be cured if i don't post this.
Sigh...
Alright here goes nothing.
I have three plot bunnies in my head. All of them have been trying to win over each other and the mental brainstorm of a war has not calmed much. And i want to make a desition before they all merge together into an literature abomination.
All are 40k based and they are being a pain on my ass to pick. Most are Self Inserts in a way.
1.. Stacking Perpetuity.
Semi Self Insert. You wake up as a perpetual technopathic psyker created by the sciences and warpcraft of the last surviving Old Ones to enact their final directive. Alone in this civilized/hive world, you have been subjected to a bleak and grueling life. Guilt clings on you like a cloak, reminding you of those you love having been taken from you by the arch enemy. But even that does not come half as close to the spiritual scars that paint your soul, the remnants of a self enacted exorcism you only sirvived thanks to your immortality. Now you walk the hives and abandoned cities, like an perpetual engine running on hatred and grief hunting down the deluded foolish servants of chaos. This has been your life for the past three years. That is... until a certain inquisitor enters your life.
Dark fic at first. May turn more lighthearted (slightly) as it progresses. "Hopes" for a Noblebright ending... Though since its 40k its more of a Nobledark one instead.
2.. Astral Calamities.
True self insert. Crossover with Terraria Calamity mod. You wake up in the vowels of a long dead hive city as the sentient astral infection. You are the chosen of the Astral God of the Heavens, the inheritor of the powers of the divine plague. As you grow and evolve, consuming and creating life, so does the galaxy try and consume you. As time passes you see your own mind be altered by war and the divine spirit you have inherited. A god swims the materium and none are ready in this cruel age for its judgement.
Starts out more lighthearted and mainly done from an external POV from the MC. MC suffers from divine message transmission errors (Each person hears his words differently). Starts turning darker as the MC has to struggle with his nature altering his mind.
3.. Tabula Rasa
Semi self insert. You walked by His side during the Age of Nightmares. You fought in His armies during the Dusk of Time. Daemon, man, angel, horror, abomination, machine. You have been called all those names and all are as right as they are wrong. And now He has one final task for you. To return to the past where all paths can be broken. Where all are both weak and strong enough to resist and die. You have but one mission. And despite how much you may have said no to it during another lifetime, now you are too broken and hateful to even allow the time you have existed in to persist any longer. Because sometimes the only way to win, is for everyone, including you, to lose.
SI sent from the unending apocalyptic nightmare that is 60k to the relative sunshine of 40k in the body of the greatest and most horrible weapon of the Iron War. The men of iron were humanitys greatest creation, but no one knows what was the iron men's greatest. It starts out calm and soft. It escalates very fast after that.
So... Yeah.... Any help? Thanks in advance to any that reply.
Sigh...
Alright here goes nothing.
I have three plot bunnies in my head. All of them have been trying to win over each other and the mental brainstorm of a war has not calmed much. And i want to make a desition before they all merge together into an literature abomination.
All are 40k based and they are being a pain on my ass to pick. Most are Self Inserts in a way.
1.. Stacking Perpetuity.
Semi Self Insert. You wake up as a perpetual technopathic psyker created by the sciences and warpcraft of the last surviving Old Ones to enact their final directive. Alone in this civilized/hive world, you have been subjected to a bleak and grueling life. Guilt clings on you like a cloak, reminding you of those you love having been taken from you by the arch enemy. But even that does not come half as close to the spiritual scars that paint your soul, the remnants of a self enacted exorcism you only sirvived thanks to your immortality. Now you walk the hives and abandoned cities, like an perpetual engine running on hatred and grief hunting down the deluded foolish servants of chaos. This has been your life for the past three years. That is... until a certain inquisitor enters your life.
Dark fic at first. May turn more lighthearted (slightly) as it progresses. "Hopes" for a Noblebright ending... Though since its 40k its more of a Nobledark one instead.
2.. Astral Calamities.
True self insert. Crossover with Terraria Calamity mod. You wake up in the vowels of a long dead hive city as the sentient astral infection. You are the chosen of the Astral God of the Heavens, the inheritor of the powers of the divine plague. As you grow and evolve, consuming and creating life, so does the galaxy try and consume you. As time passes you see your own mind be altered by war and the divine spirit you have inherited. A god swims the materium and none are ready in this cruel age for its judgement.
Starts out more lighthearted and mainly done from an external POV from the MC. MC suffers from divine message transmission errors (Each person hears his words differently). Starts turning darker as the MC has to struggle with his nature altering his mind.
3.. Tabula Rasa
Semi self insert. You walked by His side during the Age of Nightmares. You fought in His armies during the Dusk of Time. Daemon, man, angel, horror, abomination, machine. You have been called all those names and all are as right as they are wrong. And now He has one final task for you. To return to the past where all paths can be broken. Where all are both weak and strong enough to resist and die. You have but one mission. And despite how much you may have said no to it during another lifetime, now you are too broken and hateful to even allow the time you have existed in to persist any longer. Because sometimes the only way to win, is for everyone, including you, to lose.
SI sent from the unending apocalyptic nightmare that is 60k to the relative sunshine of 40k in the body of the greatest and most horrible weapon of the Iron War. The men of iron were humanitys greatest creation, but no one knows what was the iron men's greatest. It starts out calm and soft. It escalates very fast after that.
So... Yeah.... Any help? Thanks in advance to any that reply.