A 'Man' Arrives on the soft yet harsh snow of Ursus, this 'man' will go around to irreversiable change the world forever, he will unite the nations of Terra, repel the horrors that assial it and mark herself at the one true Empreror. or maybe he will try to protect everyone from the shadows. because he is the Carrion Lord, the Master of Mankind, Omnissiah, he is Starchild. Note- I do not own the characters and i simply am using them to create a story, some aspects of the souce material may be diffrent but ill try to keep as close as canon of Arknights. Credit to the artist on pintrest for the cover. (I changed this story from the orignal concept into something ab it deeper)

"In the grim darkness of the distant future, there is only war." In a corner of the multiverse where magic and gunpowder compete for the right to decide who kills faster, the Empire Saderan wages its final war against the last warriors of the Rabbit Kingdom. The spears are ready, the arrows drawn, and Queen Tyuule watches from her hill as the weight of history tips against her people. She is ready to die... or to drag the Empire down with her. But fate rarely obeys the plans of kings. On the eve of the massacre, an impossible phenomenon breaks the logic of the world: a Gate materializes in the middle of the battlefield, a huge arch carved from ancient stone, as if someone had torn it from an empire that died millennia ago and hung it in the air. No demons or gods emerge from that Gate. Men emerge. Soldiers. With armor reminiscent of extinct civilizations and a language that none of those present can understand. They do not come to make a pact. They do not come to negotiate. They come to kill. And to take slaves. But they do not know who protects this world, the salamanders, and their fury will not be long in coming.

After a fateful accident, a lone Astartes of the Dark Angels awakens on a strange world, where humanity is on the brink of extinction by the Hollow. Alone, armed with his bolter and his unwavering faith, he will fight to the bitter end in the name of humanity and his Primarch, even if it costs him his own life.

A man reincarnated into the Warhammer universe. In Barbarus.

It was supposed to be an ordinary strike mission. Get in, kill the xenos, liberate the human captives, and get out. But that was not what happened. Sergeant Adrian Aurelius embarked in a drop pod, alone; ready to make planetfall. But mysterious phenomena propelled the Astartes onto a planet that was not the intended target... nor within the system the battle was taking place... Neither was it within the same galaxy. This story follows his adventures in this new world, as he is forced to adapt to the environment around him... and whatever else it may contain.

(Book 3 of the Marsh Silas series)Now elevated to the status of Kasrkin, Marsh Silas, Bloody Platoon, and the survivors of the 1333rd Cadian Regiment run countless successful missions across Cadia. But soon, it is clear a spy works within their command and two bands of Traitor Guardsmen begin to tear across the fabled Fortress World they call home. Marsh Silas takes it upon himself to cleanse the heroic Red Banner Regiment of the heretic within their ranks and destroy the heresy that threatens to turn a small uprising into a major Chaos invasion. (A light, supplementary story set between Volumes II and III)

Our story begins not in the 41st Millennium or the year 2077, but in our very own mundane reality. The protagonist: an ordinary male, albeit one of extraordinary intellect, armed with a Master's Degree in Engineering and Robotics. His life, steeped in the logic of circuits and the elegance of mechanical design, is cut short unexpectedly - a sudden, random event that rips him from his existence. His final vision is not the pearly gates, but the cold, gleaming optics and intricate circuitry of a being beyond mortal comprehension: a Cybernetic Goddess. This divine mechanoid, perhaps an echo of a forgotten cosmic AI or a benevolent Machine Spirit, sees his potential, his inherent understanding of the mechanical, and grants him a new purpose. She sends him not to paradise, but to a world desperately in need of his unique talents: the dystopian future of Cyberpunk 2077. But he is no mere tourist. He carries with him the very essence of an Iron Hands Techmarine. Cyberpunk 2077 is property of CD ProjektRed Warhammer 40k is owned by Games Workshop

Book 1 In the age of the Great Crusade, when the Emperor's light sought to pierce the endless dark, there was one who rose among the stars with a vision of unity and strength. He was Gaius Aurelius Regulus, the Primarch of the Second Legion, the Argent Eagles, forged by fate to bring order to chaos and peace to the shattered realms of Man. His was the voice of reason amid the clamor of war, his blade the instrument of Imperial justice. From the ashes of fractured worlds, he wove alliances; from the ruins of defiance, he built empires. Yet even as his conquests brought glory to the Imperium, shadows gathered around him. For in the Imperium of Man, loyalty is both a virtue and a burden, and the price of unity is often paid in blood. As the tides of betrayal and ambition rise, Regulus must confront the eternal question: does the dream of order justify the cost of sacrifice? In the crucible of war, his Legion will stand as a testament to the indomitable will of humanity-or as a warning to those who would place hope in fragile bonds of trust. So begins the tale of the Second Legion: warriors, builders, and unifiers, born to soar above the stars as Argent Eagles. Their triumphs are written in fire, their legacy etched in shadow. For in the grim darkness of the 31st Millennium, even the noblest ideals can be shattered by the unyielding march of fate.

Lucarion the Great Guardian of Tizca... A title was given by Amon Even placed in a dreadnought his warp power has not deterred And when his world burned by wolves and the emperor's own Bodyguards he still fought on This got him the attention of one of the brother gods of Remnant

death and reborn on cadia what does his new life have instore for him.