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Fendrel who was on his way home after buying a food on a grocery store, suddenly felt something had hit his head and lost consciousness. The next moment, when he regained consciousness. He found himself in the middle of a Forest, when he was thinking and panicking what to do. Suddenly something rang in his head. [DING: SYSTEM WILL START THE INTEGRATION PROCESS 1% .... 30% .... 60% .... 100% WELCOME TO CONQEROR PLEASE SELECT YOU'RE SPECIES: HUMAN ELF DEMON LIZARDMAN ORK ANGEL] Fendrel got scared first, because of the sudden voice in his head, then he smile like a demon. 'hahahaha, thank you god, this is what i want, a golden finger' after his celebration, he turned his attention to the thing that floating in front of him. "Conqeror... this is a popular game in earth. I always play this game a lot" fendrel said with excitement. ******* Hello everyone, plss check out my new novel called I Created A Dungeon In A Cultivation World, it's an interesting novel, I hope you pass by.

Tags: Warhammer 40k, Tyranids, Genestealer Cult, Chaos & Corruption, Weak to strong MC, NSFW, Evolution, Grimdark Universe, War, Sci-fi, Apocalypse, RPG elements In the grimdark universe of the 41st Millenium, there is only war. That's all that has been for over ten thousand years. -------- I became a Tyranid, a predator. And I will do what Tyranids do best, kill all my enemies, eat them, and grow. Faster, Stronger, Deadlier. If I have to give up on my humanity, so be it. I will have my answers even if I have to burn half the universe! Maybe then I will be able to save the other half. -------- As this is my first writing experience, I hope you can enjoy reading it!! This work of fiction draws inspiration upon the source material of Warhammer 40k. I do not own the rights of this IP nor of the WH40k characters presented on it. Please support the official release and know I claim no ownership or credit regarding the existence of pre-existing characters or content. ------------ Reduced to 2-3 updates per week for quality assurance. Sick new cover from the great artist Helge C. Balzer!!

When the 107th Siege Regiment, of the Death Korps of Krieg - was enlisted the tasks of handling the Ruinous Power that has taken root within a backwater planet. The 107th Death Korps Regiment head on with haste to the planet; Jules, and to its defenses, regardless of being on their own without additional support from other Astra Militarum Regiments - such as the Tallarn Desert Raider Regiment - who has been delayed to accompany the Death Korps Regiment to Jules. However as the Death Korps stood alone and unwavering as their front lines collapsed, a Watchmaster leads her squadron of Grenadiers to execute an issued order. Until there met on the field of littered corpse and the stenches of death - was a Chaos Psyker.

WH 40k and Fantasy(small part) Fanfiction Football hooligan died during the fight with the police and other team hooligans and reincarnated in WH40k as an Ork. Dumb humor, racism(puny xeno, stupid ummies etc), and bad grammar. You have been warned. Enjoy The cover is not mine, I only added text in Paint

This story is brought to you from [Stupid the Ork] Author You know the stories, where a R.O.B wants to be amused and turns/reincarnates/throws someone into a world of fiction to see what happens? Well, that was what happened to me, and in my case, my conscience was transferred to good ol' Dr. Eggman. One the one hand, I was Eggman. Eggman, the only scientist in the entirety of fiction who could boast of being smart enough to not just understand, but also be an equal to Rick Sanchez. On the other, he also nearly destroyed his onw planet by sheer stupidity several times, and in the same continuity. And on the other other hand, aside from the general premise of the comic (a follow-up of Forces) and it's current arc (a zombie-robot apocalypse), I literally knew nothing else. I think that was what R.O.B wanted, watching as someone that didn't know a thing about Sonic handled himself as his archnemesis. Well, I decided to simply... not to. I WAS the smartest being alive, but also no longer compelled to conquer Mobius due to an excessive ego, destroy Sonic because of my intense hatred of him, or otherwise being as assholish as possible for the sake of being 'evil'. Best of all, I didn't have to feign amnesia because I really didn't know what happened on this universe! Screw conquest or being the villain, or the damn canon, I had a golden opportunity to redeem Eggman, myself, whatever! Hell, I even had a good alibi for my change! 'Course, that was only after I woke up as Eggman himself after apparently surviving an explosion. I'll tell you more later. -///- Read for your enjoyment, I just want to spread the good works of talented people. Follow the links and support the creators. This novel I bring to you from forums that not so many had visited and it's hard to find constantly updated stories. Forum stories of origin: https://forums.spacebattles.com/threads/i-really-am-the-eggman-sonic-idw-self-insert.869305/reader/ All right for sonic and etc are reserved by their respected owned, this is work of fanfiction and made by [Stupid the Ork] Author

A nerd has reincarnated as a Zerg Larva... and now he has been dropped into the Warhammer 40K. There is no time for peace. No Respite. No forgiveness. There is only WAR and the Swarm! Tags: War, Sci-Fi, Gore, Military, Zerg, WH40K, Kingdom Building, Fan-Fic

The world of Arkendol is one full of magic and mystery, where deadly beasts lurk in the darkness, and powerful races rule the lands. Yet while kingdoms prosper, and peace prevails, a sinister force darkens the horizon. Known simply as the Lost, their only desire is to bring forth the destruction of the world. A complete and utter apocalypse. In a distant nation beneath the rule of humans, lived a young man by the name of Lucas Infell. Born into this world of magic and mystery with a broken core, his days were spent completing the tedious quests other Adventurers ignored, all in order to provide for his younger sister. Alas, all that changed the day his town was overrun by an army of Fawnsrot Orks, led by one of the Seven Lost. Within the hour they razed his town to the ground, and left him as the last sole survivor. The next time he woke, he found himself in the company of a man, whose past was even more mysterious than his ability. Beneath his guidance, Lucas learned to awaken the power trapped within him, and set off on a journey for revenge. But will he be able to handle the responsibilities and expectations that come from going against the Lost? Especially when his strange new ability draws the attention of those in power, and leaves them either in awe... or fear.

This is a fanfiction set in the Warhammer 40k Universe, but with a strange twist, the faction in focus is the Orks. Generally fanfictions in 40k are based around the heresy and space marines so I thought it would be fun for a more comic relief based deeply in characters and philosophy. We follow Orkgrub Godkilla in his tantalising journey of enlightenment and destruction as he makes his way across the galaxy, burning and destroying all those who oppose him so that he may spite the gods.

a dream within a dream. Welcome to warhammer40k. noob writer,noob in w40k lore so i'm stuck early on but still want to share something. hope you have fun (i dont own anything)

▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎ "Noᥕ vιxᥱᥒ. Whᥲt I toᥣd ყoᥙ, ყoᥙ'rᥱ ᥒot ᥲᥣᥣoᥕᥱd to shᥲrᥱ thᥱ ᥴodᥱ ᥕιth ᥲᥒყoᥒᥱ. So ιt's oᥙr ᥣιttᥣᥱ sᥱᥴrᥱt" I ιᥒformᥱd hᥱr ᥕᥲᥣkιᥒg ᥙρ to mყ shᥱᥣf. " I sᥙrmιsᥱd " Shᥱ ρoιᥒtᥱd oᥙt ᥕιth ᥲ shrᥙg. I kᥒιttᥱd mყ broᥕs. " Aᥒd hoᥕ ιs thᥲt? " " It's ᥲ ᥴodᥱ ιsᥒ't ιt? " Shᥱ qᥙιrkᥱd hᥱr broᥕ ᥲᥒsᥕᥱrιᥒg mყ qᥙᥱstιoᥒ ᥕιth ᥲ qᥙᥱstιoᥒ. ▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎ Most Sᥙρᥱrhᥱroᥱs hᥲvᥱ ᥲ ρᥲrtιᥴᥙᥣᥲr ρoᥕᥱr, ᥲbιᥣιtყ bᥙt ᥒot mᥱ bᥱᥴᥲᥙsᥱ I hᥲd ALL IN ONE. -Aᥣᥱxᥲᥒdrιᥲ ▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎ Sᥙᥣᥲr thosᥲιgh tᥙ́, ᥴhrιoᥴhᥒᥲιgh mᥱ́ - Aᥣᥱxᥲᥒdrιᥲ ▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎ Thᥱrᥱ ᥕᥲs ᥲᥒ ᥱxρᥣosιoᥒ ιᥒ Cᥲoᥣᥲᥒ's sᥴιᥱᥒᥴᥱ ᥣᥲb ᥲᥒd dᥙᥱ to ᥲ forᥴᥱd ᥴᥣᥲιm of ᥲᥒ ᥱxρᥱrιmᥱᥒt hᥱ ᥕorkᥱd hᥲrd oᥒ for ᥱιght ყᥱᥲrs. Whᥲt ᥲᥴtᥙᥲᥣᥣყ hᥲρρᥱᥒᥱd? ? Whᥲt ᥲᥴtᥙᥲᥣᥣყ ᥴᥲᥙsᥱd ιt?? Fιᥒd oᥙt morᥱ oᥒ 'Aᥣᥣ Iᥒ Oᥒᥱ' ᥲᥒd doᥒ't forgᥱt to...