Karl has lived the same, old, boring routine. He tended to his parents' ever-growing land, he stalked his kills in the woods with his friend Nia, which he would then sell to some interested merchant. He has harvested, hunted, and haggled his entire life. All he ever dreamed of was to become a Legionnaire, a decorated soldier of the Imperial Legion. Yet, it seems his dreams were too far to accomplish. But, when an unprecedented disaster strikes the homestead, Karl realized he has been given a second chance to change the course of his life, and to chase the dream that he had always wanted. Unbeknownst to him, the Legion were having problems of their own. Fresh off another major military loss, and the recent death of their Emperor, the Legion was in total disarray. Unluckily for them, an elven-supremacist group known as the Aldmeri Dominion, is stirring up for another great war. Rated PG-16 for violence, foul language, and some explicit innuendos. This is a FANFICTION! I do not own the Elder Scrolls series. That right solely belongs to Bethesda Softworks.

It is the 41st Millennium and the Imperium of Man only knows war. Chaos threatens to topple it, aliens and Xenos come at it from all sides. There is only war. But for the group under control of Imperial Inquisitor Haydrax Ishamael Ignatio Jacobeam the Fourth, they face the true enemy of the Imperium: the forces of Chaos and the Heretics that follow the Ruinous powers. But after a stop at Tarsis Ultra brings them into a warzone spanning a planet, much like many more. But admist the ruins and desolation, one of their own remembers the horror that awaits in the planet. Desperate to break the deadlock on the planet, the newly formed group must fight alongside other Imperial forces, from the numerous Imperial Guard to the mighty Space Marines as they uncover the dark secrets of what is simply known as the "The Warfield" If you like the story, give me feedback in the comments, like the story and if you want, I give you the choice to put in your very own OC's to play around in the story. SEE YOU ON THE WAR FIELD!

The Kabal of the Flayed Skull have located an ancient Aeldari relic, and after securing it they are keen to learn it's secrets..

A Warhammer 40k fanfic. When the Dark Eldar of the Lords of Iron Kabal made a dreadful pact with The Prophets of Flesh Covens, the Forge World Katos becomes a feasting ground for slave raids. But when the Dark Eldar launch a massive assault, larger than ever before, Archmagos Lupa puts his foot down. Using his own Skitarii armies, war engines and the strength of the titan legions, he must try to stop the foul trade of the Dark Eldar. (So this is basicly an experiment, new parts come out whenever. I am trying to keep it as true to the lore as possible so if you see any mistakes please let me know)

Should one not do what one ought to do? Faith in the God-Emperor of Mankind, duty and responsibility fulfilled through service to his mighty Imperium, these are the principles of the orders of the Adepta Sororitas. The Sisters of Battle, the pious warrior women of the Ecclesiarchy and the Holy Inquisition. The Order of Divine Light is one such order. Among their ranks stands Rosetta. One troubled by the past and disturbed by the present is left with questions that must be answered. These questions lead her down a dark path and to a new beginning. The way is not a peaceful one. Upheaval and conflict plague the land. Wars erupt and people change. Rosetta treads a thin path between grace and damnation in search of her answers. Perhaps blissful ignorance is best. What should one do when what they ought to do is unknown even to them? This is a fanfiction set in the universe of Warhammer 40,000. Cover created by Helen Michaels.