The United States, from its founding in 1776 to its existence in 1778-2024, endured until the war of 2025. Its spirit and culture continue to live on and still exist today. Fast forward to 2142, a century after World War 3, the Unified Commonwealths of America is one of the greatest and last nations representing the old world. The UCA operates in secrecy, separate from the four kingdoms of Planet Earth/Remnant. Over the past 100 years, the UCA has been observing these kingdoms, finding them both futuristic and primitive, with conflicts stemming from the old world. Within this world, humans and Faunus coexist peacefully, corporations contribute to infrastructure, and interstellar travel has been achieved. The UC will soon need to liberate Remnant and uphold the principles of democracy and freedom.

The United Federation of the Americas is the fifth nation on Remnant, it wasn't a Kingdom, but a Republic and Federation, after violently gaining their independence from Mantle 80 years ago during the Great War, resting and recovering for 2 decades, and then fighting a brutal and bloody war with Atlas and a massive Civil War in South America and other parts of the Federation for 3 long decades, after finally kicking Atlas out of the Americas after 50 years of independence, they isolated themselves from the rest of Remnant while Atlas wiped and omitted them from the history books because of the humiliation, embarrassment, and shattering of their pride and ago at the hands of the Federation. Now after 75-80 years, the UFA comes put of isolation and onto the world stage, starting with Menagerie. Inspired by AutisticCountryBoy and many other things.

After the Third World War, in 2026, Earth experienced what the people called, "the Great Calamity". this world wide disaster destroyed much of the worlds nations, but leaving North America and the Caribbean. left with no choice what was left of the old world went into isolation. after years of fighting in North America, the United States Of America was left, the sole surviving nation of the old world. with what technology they had, the US has vowed to keep the memory of the old and free the new of lies. and there's nothing to stop them from doing it. I do not own anything. This is my first time making this story. Edit: I do not own any of the pics except the story cover. I made it myself. Edit 2: this will be a slow update because of school. So yeah, anyways enjoy this trashy book.

*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.

The end of World War Two was marked by the surrender of the Japanese Empire the first fleet commanded by Admiral Scott D Hazard. Halfway home a mysterious purple storm struck them and sent them to the home of the Monkey D Lufffy In the world where tyranny and corruption exist the nation of the eagles shall strike and Democracy shall prevail (Ww2 x one piece)

This is a crossover between Jayfiction's excellent Imperium Ascendant and Gate, Thus the JSDF Fought There. I do not own Warhammer or Gate credit belongs to Games Workshop and A-1 Pictures, respectively. Image from Deviantart by hank9Y I'll be posting my story Thus The Imperium of Mankind Fought There on RoyalRoad on an account called CC.IO, you can read it there if you prefer that site.

(Halo X Star Wars - I do not own the rights for either of these franchises) After the Human-Covenant War, Humanity was struggling to rebuild after the fragmentation of the once mighty Covenant hegemony. But after the unsuspected rise of the Banished, humanity struggled to put up effective resistance with only mild victories with heavy causalities. With the war now stumping towards Earth and the threat of total annihilation, Humanity decided to venture outwards into space, towards new frontiers, and to establish a new cradle of Humanity. However, before they could fully prepare their trip, the Banished attacked, and leveled Earth. With now only three flagships and three and a half million souls on board their vessels, they must establish a new home or otherwise face ultimate extinction. But they didn't expect resistance from the other side as well... /// NOT A PERFECT WRITOR; do expect grammar mistakes to be present. General warning to some as this story will contain gore and harsh language. I will get some information wrong regarding the specs of the ships, armor, and weapons regarding both universes.

A science-fantasy crossover, that asks "What If the World of Arknights met the 21st Century United States." Beneath the classified depths of Area 51, a decades-long black project known as Project ARKSEK has achieved what was once thought impossible: the creation of a stable, functional gateway to another world. In the wake of this discovery, the United States mobilizes its most advanced and sophisticated military units and scientific minds to establish the first Human presence beyond the Gate. However, this new world known as "Terra" by its inhabitants is no empty frontier. It is a world shaped by its own complex History, Societies, Nations, Geopolitics, and scarred by Catastrophes. Home to diverse nations built upon the foundation of Originium, an enigmatic energy rich mineral that fuels entire civilizations, but also spreads a deadly disease that has no cure, known as Oripathy. What begins as an exploration mission slowly becomes something far more what the US could have ever bargained for in another world. Fraught with discoveries and dangers unlike anything humanity has ever encountered before. As American forces attempt to understand and navigate this alien yet familiar landscape, they will be forced to confront questions of Morality, Control, Diplomacy and weighing the cost of Intervention. What they will find on the other side may change the future of both worlds. For better or for worse. Every discovery always has a cost. And some doors, once opened, cannot be closed. For fans of speculative fiction. This work is fanmade fanfic passion project inspired by the world of Arknights, owned by Hypergryph and Yostar. All rights to the original story, characters, and intellectual property belong solely to their respective owners. I make no claim of ownership over any part of the Arknights universe. This project is created out of curiosity and admiration for the source material and is intended for fan speculation, appreciation, and entertainment purposes.

After the fall of the Imperial fortress world, a young Cadian and his comrades have fought in the never-ending, brutal war that consumes the galaxy. Battle after battle, he fought to destroy the enemies of the Emperor and humanity. A mission against the forces of Chaos goes wrong, and he finds himself engulfed in a Warp portal, transporting him to a frozen, dead world where he is unable to contact the Imperium of Man. However, he is not alone, for men of iron walk the planet, and as he comes to learn more about the robotic population, his faith will be tested and he'll be forced to make heretical choices to survive. I do not own any of this. Warhammer 40k belongs to GamesWorkshop. Murder Drones belongs to Glitch Productions All art, music and videos belong to their respective owners.

The Badlands Caravan runs routes no one else will. Nate-the Sole Survivor-commands from inside power armor raiders would kill for, planning with the certainty of someone who's already watched the world end. Clover Six-the Courier-handles the rest with a sniper rifle, a battered revolver, and deeply questionable judgment. When a sandstorm clears, the Mojave is gone. In its place: a world poisoned by Originium, scarred by Catastrophes, and watching them just as closely as they're watching it. Stranded in Terra, the caravan does what it always does. Survive the route...even if the destination is lost now. (this is currently on break due to me hitting a mental roadblock on how to carry on the story. so Im going to see about writing some other stuff to clear my head to continue with the quality I want instead of just trying to get it out and done.)