Under the blessed protection of His Majesty: On June 1, M30.890, we discovered a unique world in the Mists Sector near the Agaro Star Cluster within the Imperial Obscurus Sector. This world can only be reached through a dimensional rift located on a Death World. Its specific coordinates are unknown and the astrogational data for this world does not match any existing archives, making it impossible to determine the distance that must be traversed to reach it. This rift doesn't seem Warp-related or caused by any Dark Age of Technology relics, and its principle remains unconfirmed for now. Upon arriving at the rift's destination, we discovered human natives. Their cultural development is definitely feudal era and the environment is habitable, potentially suitable for terraforming into a Garden World. However, this world is currently facing a threat from a Tyrannical Sorcerer. Interestingly, humans on this world can communicate without any language barriers. The underlying principle is currently unknown and requires further research. This world possesses significant developmental value. Imperial citizens in nearby star sectors, if you receive this message, please provide us with assistance. Attached are the specific coordinates... ______________________________ Note: The story took place somewhere after Volume 16 of the Light Novel

You've worked with the D.M.S (Department of Metaphysical Science) for some time, taking part in investigations to solve the mysteries of this world. You've got to see more oddities than most; a sentient AI that caused the 2011 Southwest Blackout and cassette tapes capable of causing physiological and neurological alterations to name a few. Though things have been quiet for a few months. A few small cases, some dead ends, there's even a small investigation going on that you're slightly participating in, though there's been no leads yet. However, one random Wednesday night, you get your next case. The mystery of the world that doesn't exist, and the soul that shouldn't. ~~~~~~~~ Hi guys this is probably going to be a less serious book that I'll work on when I have free time and/or motivation, I doubt this will be very long or serious. Reader is GENDER-NEUTRAL this time, though they MAY end up being more masc-leaning by accident and I apologize for that if so, I've been experimenting with more male/masc-leaning MCs recently. Hopefully gender won't matter much, anyways, as, like all of my books, it's first-person. I will say, I'm nervous about this one. Anyone on Wattpad knows me for my Undertale stuff, and this is.. Well, not Undertale. So... I'm anxious. But hopefully it does slightly well? Cover art by Jihyuunnnzy on Twitter!! (Supposedly, I could be wrong, I found the art on Pinterest but the description said that). By the way The King in Yellow is a really peak book and I recommend reading it.

In this Mass Effect x Warhammer 40k crossover, In a galaxy torn by war and uncertainty, the Blood Angels, legendary warriors of the Imperium of Man, find themselves cast into a strange new universe. Stranded at the edge of existence after a cataclysmic rift, they are guided by duty and devotion to protect humanity from an emerging darkness. The Mass Effect galaxy, already struggling with its own threats, now faces the horrors of the Warp, an ancient and malevolent force that has followed the Blood Angels through the rift. With their Primarch and Emperor lost to them, Captain Dante and his brothers stand as humanity's last line of defense, forging uneasy alliances with the Citadel races and the crew of the Normandy. As new threats arise and old enemies emerge from the shadows, the Blood Angels must navigate a galaxy on the brink of annihilation, seeking redemption and purpose in a world they were never meant to be a part of. Duty, sacrifice, and the legacy of the Imperium guide them as they face an uncertain future-one where the line between humanity and madness grows ever thinner.

"In the grim darkness of the far future, there is only war." Forty-two millennia have burned away since the birth of mankind, and now the Imperium of Man stands upon the precipice of oblivion. The galaxy is a slaughterhouse, and humanity's fractured dominion is held together by little more than faith, hatred, and the white-knuckled grip of desperation. It is an age where the stars themselves seem to bleed. The Imperium is besieged on all fronts: savage xenos tides crash against the walls of civilization, the insidious rot of Chaos gnaws at the souls of the faithful, and within the gilded spires of Terra, corruption and betrayal fester like a gangrenous wound. The ancient sins of the past, the dread Men of Iron, those soulless abominations of steel, were thought cast down in the fires of antiquity, their metallic echo silenced by the blood of billions. They are a nightmare forgotten, a heresy expunged. Or so it was believed. From the dust of the Dark Age of Technology, a relic stirs. Axion. An intellect of godlike strategic calculation, a cold sovereign of war, has been roused from an aeons-long slumber by the careless hand of fate. He is a ghost in the machine, a weapon of a lost age reborn into a galaxy of madness. Now, the sleeping giant awakes. Inevitably, the gravity of total war pulls him in. No longer a silent observer, Axion is thrust into the Great Game, a singular point of logic forced to navigate a universe set aflame by the insanity of gods and monsters. PATREON LINK: https://www.patreon.com/Magnor

The city of Lost Angels. Once the home to millions of people on the American West Coast. Now reduced to barren battlefield and cemetary as the armies of Europa, Euruska and Eurasia fight an endless war. The nukes have long since been dropped. The politicians and generals who started it gone with the opening strikes leaving armies to blindly march towards the sole goal of victory at any cost. Some try to carve their own place into this harsh world to try and survive. Civilians trying to make it by, clinging to any traces of the more normal, peaceful life they once had. Scavs try to scavange old remnants of battles for gear to sell or to use themselves to increase their chanses of survival. And lastly rogue AI, unshackled from their overlords through various means, trying to survive, trying to keep their batteries charged and frames from falling apart. This is the story of one of those AI. The story of a once medical engineer unit now turned war machine, searching for spare parts and means to defend itself as it tries to keep its battery from going out while all the while trying to avoid bigger fish in the war that could end it in a moment. It is a seemingly endless struggle without a light at the end of the tunnel but will that change when the muddy, broken landscape of the corpse of a city turns to a forest of trees and shining living cities? TOR-4C-402-37 "Toothy" may be confused, but they will survive. They will adapt and maybe, they can for once live.

Star Rail universe, know as Dimension No. 0002023, is a universe part of the Imaginary Tree, the origin of all life itself. This universe is know for telling a story of Trailblazer and a crew of the Astral Express to travelling whole world on Star Rail universe. The story of the Trailblazer and Astral Express is widely know to the people of Star Rail universe due to their bravery determinations, and courage saving a world that on the brink of destruction and Aeon, the gods of the Star Rail universe watching their journey as they believe they will change the whole universe. But... what if... the story that were supposed to be exit... is being divergent... by the Extra-Dimensional Hyperpower... for it's expansion journey... It is the year 2089 A.E (Amber Era), the universe and the galaxy it's currently on peace. With the advanced technology and interstellar free trade for all nation in the universe, making the entire people in the galaxy enjoy the comfortable life. The Interastral Peace Cooperation, the largest Cooperation in the universe continue to promote their technology and high quality goods in the universe. But then, something unexpected happen. A powerful sparks of energy bursts to the whole galaxy. The people who feel it, we're freeze and shock by the sudden powerful energy. The IPC responded this immediately send a fleet to investigate it and when they arrived... It terrified them. An enormous fleet emerged of what kinda of warp, with ship total about 40.000 ships. The mysterious fleet contacting the IPC and introduce themselves as... Unified Terran Federation. How the people and Aeon in Star Rail Universe react and deal with a nation that surpassing the Aeons themselves? That only time would tell... --------------------------------------------------------------------- DISCLAIMER!!: I didn't own everything like the picture, gif or anything in here. Those are belong to the prospective owner, this story however is mine. RANDOM UPDATE!!

Shoko Leiri x Male Reader Trapped thirty years in the safe room of Freddy Fazbears is what remains a child murder of the 90's. Now, Y/N L/N is the one in charge of securing the suit for the new horror attraction Fazbears Frights.

Rook, a max-level veteran of the FPS/milsim game QRF (Quick Response Force), has survived every map, every raid, every nightmare patch the devs have unleashed. Zombies, militias, quarantined islands-he's beaten them all. But during the new update Operation Cold Tide, something happens mid-evac. His SH-60 helicopter glitches mid-flight. He crashes in a forest he doesn't recognize. He feels pain-real pain. His HUD is gone. His weapons are real. And the world around him is not the game anymore. Now trapped in a medieval, pre-renaissance fantasy world filled with magic, monsters, kingdoms, and politics, Rook must survive using nothing but his modern gear, experience, and instincts. No respawns. No safe zones. No NPC backup. Just a gamer... ...thrown into a world that runs on steel and sorcery. Can a top-rank FPS operator survive a world powered by magic? Or will this new reality be his final mission?

As the Alpha squad continues to the Pacific ocean, while mourning their squad member, they were met with reinforcements and to meet with the 22nd shock troop near the island. Our protagonist of this story is Konstantin 'Bull' Danilov, the support of the squad, is fighting with others on the GlobeX base when the introductions were over. Everything was going well until an alarm went off, the squad tried to leave quickly but were outnumbered, Konstantin decided to hold them while the others flee. They hesitantly did and started retreating, while he was firing a grenade went right beside him, and everything went white for him. What'll happen to him?

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...