Grimm von drewkiss was just a normal man who had died but instead of heaven he woke up in a great war across the galaxy and he had the power to change the course of the war forever and he had just the weapon to do it

The end of the world was inevitable. So was the end of America as well. But what if America's culture, pride, ideology, and people were preserved? What if the Enclave saved humanity from certain destruction by leaving their homeworld and settling on a new world called Pandora? What happens when the humans learn of Pandora's inhabitants? Will America live on even if on another world, or will it be quelled by the spirit of Ewya?

A modern man wakes up in the Star Wars galaxy reborn as Max Vizsla, a thirteen-year-old Mandalorian on Concordia-already in the middle of a firefight. With only a T-visor helmet, a blaster, and beskar between him and death, he's forced to learn the Mandalorian way fast: discipline, tactics, and the brutal logic of survival. But battles on the surface are only the beginning. As Max grows into his name, he's pulled into the power struggle surrounding Mandalore-where ideology, tradition, and ambition collide. Runs through the underworld, shadowy deals, and dangerous allies drag him from backwater war zones to the edges of galactic politics. Whispers of old weapons and older legacies follow him, and every choice he makes tightens the net around his people's future. In a galaxy sliding toward larger conflict, Max's rise may decide whether Mandalore becomes a pawn... or a force that reshapes the era. Tagline: This is the way-until Max decides whose way it really is.

Y/n Grayson is the older twin brother of Mark Grayson by just a few minutes. Growing up they were inseparable and the same... but something changed inside of Y/n once he got older. When he realised his powers. He realised that he was above everyone and no one can really step to him...and because of that that caused tension between the brothers How would this story go down?

He was a warrior. He was a practitioner of the dark side. He... was Sith. But it did not matter, as he fell in battle against a foe that the Sith Empire were completely unprepared for. They fought hard, but their forces were outgunned and outmatched. Even with the dark side flowing through him, he could not stop their onslaught. Forced into bacta-induced state of hibernation in order to heal, he had no choice but to wait until he was released. Now, thousands of years later, he has finally awakened, but not within the galaxy he once remembered. The glorious Sith Empire was no more, the Sith have long been defeated, the Jedi thrive, and now he discovers a new war runs rampant throughout the galaxy. The Clone Wars. Still, he will endure, and he will carve his own path within this new galaxy. The ancient Sith are gone... his comrades were gone... his father was gone... but he still lives. He is Darth Ragnarr. Lord of the Sith... and son of Darth Marr of the Dark Council.

You never knew what you were but one day a couple found you, they took you in and nursed you back to health as you were heavily injured. when you were 16 years old, you were kicked out only to be left on the streets without a home. One day after you got out of a bar, you were suddenly hit by a car. however, something saved you. someone saved you, they brought you to a new world filled with so much life. (This is sort of a reimagining of two of my fanfics. All artwork, pictures and videos do not belong to me and belong to the respective owners.)

Have you ever been in a bad situation? Yes? Well, it sure doesn't compare to mine! Trapped in a Ork's body in midst a raid on an Eldar craftworld with a giant Warboss staring at me. I almost got trampled, burned and shot, only to crash land on a hostile planet. As if that wasn't enough, I have care for a baby Eldar, one of the few sources of comfort I have on this planet. Without a warband, I need to survive while ensuring the baby's safety. Get ready galaxy, because the story of the ork sniper is about to become real and I will do it while getting filthy rich in the process.

"In the grim darkness of the far future, there is only war." The Imperium of Man endures as humanity's final fortress. Surrounded by Xenos, Chaos, Daemons, and Heretics: Mankind survives in a galaxy that knows only suffering. Then, everything changes. Beyond the Great Rift, a new face rises. Kaiser Weinstein, the Führer, the Angel of Destruction, has arrived. Bearing fragments of a civilization from a strategy game: Interstellar Nations, he assimilates worlds, forges order from ruin, and sets his will upon a single goal: The restoration of humanity's golden age. And when the God-Emperor awakens from His eternal agony, He will look upon the galaxy and ask: "Is this still the world of Mankind?" - Fan-fiction.

I woke up in a galaxy at war in a body that doesn't belong to me, I don't understand how it happened, but I'm in the body of a Necron Overlord in a crumbling tomb, with my dynasty dead and surrounded by enemies on all sides. I don't know where I am, I don't know what my goal is, but I'm sure of one thing, to survive I need to restore the dynasty I'm a part of. Maybe I'll end up creating mine along the way? That only time will tell.

A man reincarnated into the Warhammer universe. In Barbarus.