I Got Reincarnated as an ORK?!
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Russ was your average Warhammer 40K fan, spent way to much on the figures and had set up a room to paint and use the figures. It got to a point to where his house was covered from the roof to foundation was covered in 40K, His girlfriend left him after he took more and more time to work on his collection.
On a certain Monday on his way back from a 40K convention carrying new Ork figures he was blinded by truck light barreling towards him.
Russ: "WHAT!? Fly you fool!" (Managed to barely dodge the oncoming truck) "Ha! Not today, Not Tod-(Crushed by falling piano) (Last breath): M-M-My C-Collection!"
*Author note: If you see this story have a: Completed status, disregard it, as this is the third time I've had to remove said status. Only when I have removed this note is when this story is truly complete.*
*None of the art used in this story is mine, if it doesn't have a tag: Then it means that I can no longer find the source of it, I'm Sorry.*
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