Everyone wants to be a hero but Y/n he just wants to box, but UA think he needs stay at with them. Follow Y/n as he fights in real steel with UA and beacon constantly on his ass for him to join them, also atlas are being pricks. As all ways I own fucking nothing.

A Strike Force of Blood Angels and Lamenters are thrust into a completely new reality, along with a fleet of Imperial Refugees. But how? And Why? If fate is to be believed, the Emperor has sent the Great Angel's Sons here with a task. They are to protect an infant Mankind from an encroaching Darkness. But even though this galaxy despises everything about them, will they be able to save it? This is a story I have already been making and writing for some time. I originally posted it on FanFiction.net, but I've decided to publish it here as well. I hope you all enjoy it, and feedback is much appreciated! 05/02/2024 I've Returned and published the last of the story I had made originally but now I am releasing my rewrites of another crossover here first, then I will recreate this story afterwards

A soldier from the grim dark of the 41st Millennium dies in servitude to his god, The Emperor of Mankind. His life was forfeit from his birth, as the words of his people still ring true to him. In life, War. In death, Peace. In life, Shame. In death, Atonement.

"FOR THE EMPEROR!", were the last words Magnate Vulka, Space Marine of the Angeli Imperatoris, said as he charged against the heretics. He managed to kill all but one. That was his undoing. But the Emperor is not done with him yet. Magnate now finds himself in a new world, one without the taint of Chaos nor the Imperium of Man. How will our Space Marine fare in this world? Cover art by M4Sherman. This is my first story so expect some errors. Warhammer 40k belongs to it's respective owner. May be inaccurate or non-canon but hey it's my story.

Story regarding the excellent universes of Warhammer 40K and Cyberpunk 2077 (Mostly the Cyberpunk: Edgerunners) - Follow the tracks of ever more misfitting group than ever! Now Introducing: 010000010000000001100100000000000111011000000000011001010000000001101110000000000111010000000000. May the Omnissiach preserve us...

*The art is not mine but from 推文 (though I am not 100% sure if I got it right). Please let me know if you want to take it down or not* *This fan fiction is for the sole purpose of beating the covenant back with iom reinforcements. If you like the covvies then I'm sorry. I am completely bias to humans for obvious reasons. I'll try to not be overly excessive of course but I can promise you that those smug ass apes and split lips bastard will know fear.* The Indomitus crusade is at full swing as the stars themselves burn. Guilliman leads the forces of humanity in a desperate struggle for survival and liberated worlds after worlds, alas not every corner of the galaxy could be saved. The Lamenters chapter, what few remained that is, desperately evacuated what they can on an isolated sector known as Cadere. On the face of certain annihilation, a strike force from one of the legendary founding chapters, the imperial Fist, complimented with the aid of adeptus custodes manages to reach the isolated chapter. Saving what they can, the fleeing imperial forces gambled everything they have and escaped through a warp storm. As if the Emperor wills it, the imperial armada miraculously survives. Though they arrived into a galaxy they know nothing of.