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The saga of Lord Inquisitor Tulkas follows the epic and tragic journey of an ancient, enigmatic Ordo Malleus Inquisitor tasked with defending the Cthonian Scar Sector . Haunted by the destruction of his homeworld, Veriya, due to a hasty Exterminatus ordered by puritanical peers, Tulkas champions a pragmatic and compassionate doctrine known as Lux Misericordia (The Light of Mercy) . He seeks to protect Imperial citizens through preparation, infrastructure, and controlled surgical strikes rather than relying on indiscriminate slaughter and fear

After throwing Hepharion from Novrasa and clearing his name with his Primarch, Caius and company hope to beat the Chaos Warband leader to the planet of Terenatos, a world given to refugees to protect them from Tyranids after their Feudal World was consumed. Home to a massive temple of Aeldari origin that is known to drive psykers who near it mad, Bahad believes that there might be more to this place both for Hepharion and for him. With the forces of Chaos starting to entrench themselves slowly but surely on the planet, Caius knows that it will be an uphill battle against Hepharion for the ultimate goal of this place, the great xenos temple and the valuable Imperial fortresses within that hold the last remnants of the Apocalypsis Dominus project. The temple could prove to be the key to the entire planet - and Hepharion has his eyes set firmly upon it no matter the cost. ----- STORIES IN THE SERIES: 0. 'Farseer Falling' - Completed 1. 'Aquila' - Completed 2. 'Imperium' - Completed 3. 'Renegade' - Completed 4. 'Glory' - Completed 5. 'Sacrifice' - Ongoing --- ***This work is entirely fan made and is not officially affiliated with Games Workshop in any way. All rights to Warhammer 40,000 and associated characters and imagery belong to Games Workshop.*** No AI was used in the writing of this story or the illustrations associated with it.

A story about New Vulkar coming under attack, and the defense of the Roaring Phoenixes' new home.

Somewhere deep in the galaxy, new regiments arise as combine arms regiments. Worry wash over the Imperium as these regiments are more efficient and successful than specialized regiments. The Imperium is worried that another Imperial Army will wreak havoc across the galaxy like what happened 10,000 years ago. But behind these radical changes are men from another period.

Y/n first youngest male primarch and he have sisters 20 primarch

IN THE GRIM DARKNESS OF THE FAR FUTURE, THERE IS ONLY WAR. Faced with overwhelming odds, the Ultramarines must fight till their last to save the dwindling population of Madrinal, and escape from the chaotic warzone they are stranded upon. Meanwhile, the vile forces of the Deathguard and the traitorous Black Legion assault the Imperial world to plague its people into demonic horrors of the warp. (This is simply a fanfiction based on the Warhammer 40,000 Universe, enjoy)

In the 50th millennium, there is only war. The Imperium is on the brink of collapse, Heretics and Traitors swarm over the Holy Lands of Terra. The Imperial Palace is surrounded and besieged, only one man can save the Imperium yet he is immobile, sitting on the Golden Throne.

Most Inquisitors rule with cold efficiency, viewing their subordinates as tools in a never-ending war. Alexi Dovator is different. Guided by a strong moral compass and an unshakable loyalty to his companions, he treats his retinue as friends, not servants. Weiss, a tech adept who questions the Machine Cult; Lucia, an unsanctioned psyker saved from purifying flame; and James Kraken, a battle-hardened Cadian lieutenant: each of them stands by Dovator not out of duty, but out of trust. When heresy corrupts his home world, Gaea Prime, Dovator and his companions will be forced to face their greatest challenge yet. And for a man who often lets his heart-and his mouth-outrun his better judgment, the battle ahead may cost him more than he can afford to lose.

Simple premise: you ask questions about Warhammer 40k, and I will answer them in my best way possible. Disclaimer: Warhammer 40k is owned by Games Workshop and all rights belong to them.

Fanfic du jeu vidéo Warhammer 40000 Mechanicus

What if my fanmade warhammer space marine chapter were in murder drones?

My imagination going ham on the Deathlord Mortarion I love warhammer, and the Death guard are by far the coolest faction in terms of lore (the models are really cool aswell) I hope you enjoy!

Bits of Lion El'Jonson's childhood in the Chaos tainted wilds of Caliban.

This is my OC Grey Knight Justicar

Finding himself murdered, Alastor couldn't bare the pain and closed his eyes. A devout atheist for the fun of it, Alastor believed that in believing no afterlife exist; then subsequently no after life would exist... He quickly realized that this fact isn't concrete, as he opened his eyes, he was met with an unfamiliar surroundings. Suffocating air, morbid trees that reaches hundreds of feet long,and worse of it all, monsters... He realized right then and there that this isn't earth, or his universe as the matter of fact as something- a System engraved in his head confirmed that fact. [ WELCOME PLAYER NO. 1 TO WARHAMMER 40,000 UNIVERSE ] Faced with Lovecraftian-like threats all-around the universe: brutish greenskins, bug hivemind, racist human and monsters alike. Alastor made a resolve to himself, to not die a shameless death, not again. To not die, he needs to grasp the unknown power that has enabled inside him... Reluctantly turning into a GOD inturn. [ "PRAISE THE UNCROWNED KING!" ] [ "GLORY TO HIS NAME, ALASTOR!" ] [ "O' KING OF THE UNDEAD, BLESS US!" ] [ "Can you all listen to me, I-I'm not a GOD!" ] [ "THE KING IS HERE! HAIL!!!" ] [ "Damn it..." ]

Alors que le 42ème millénaires commence et que la Cicatrix maledictus sépare la galaxie en deux, une des croisades de l'Impérium de l'humanité mené par le maitre de chapitre Ivander Cestius des Iron Purity commence. Cette glorieuse conquête commencera par une une forteresse nommé Elemant.

This is a series of more or less interconnected stories about characters belonging to the Harlequins. It's not a novel; each story can be read on its own. They're meant to be glimpses into the lives and experiences of the Harlequins, revealing their philosophy, lifestyle, and adventures. If you read them all together, you'll find connections. I'm writing them for fun, to provide context for other stories I have in mind, and also simply to stay within the Warhammer 40k universe as I remember it, not as it's becoming. I hope you enjoy these stories. Happy reading!

A Warhammer 40,000 8th edition Codex 'The fire that shall engulf the Imperium of man will not come from any distant star. It will be ignited in the ghettos and underhives and jungles of very worlds they have stolen.' This codex was created to give some fluff to the native inhabitants of the millions of worlds subjugated under the expansive rule of the vast Imperium. It focuses on the Fringe world of Iechyd, whose inhabitants resemble huminoid beasts similar to satyrs or beastmen but with a distinct blue pelt. However, the idea of the Draig Fach resistance is that it is a movement that threatens to spread to a thousand planets throughout the sector giving endless customizing possibilities. (i.e. an insectoid race rebelling against the Tau) To make the Codex 'legal' I have simply modelled my army on Catachan imperials with some low tech forgeworld support like quadgun batteries and manticore carriages instead of Tanks. Currently working on a novel set during the Draig Fach uprising.