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Oh God, I Woke Up In Warhammer 40k

Ajax expected oblivion. Instead, he woke up in the worst place imaginable—the grimdark nightmare of Warhammer 40k. Reborn in a stranger’s body at the height of the Great Crusade, Ajax discovers he has been bound to an ancient metaphysical construct calling itself the Anathema System, and branded a perpetual with a destiny he never asked for. Survival alone would be a miracle, but the System has other plans: it demands he save the Imperium of Man. Thrown into the ranks of the legendary Geno Five-Two Chiliad, Ajax must navigate a world where betrayal is common, trust is scarce, and even victory is paid for in blood. Haunted by violent soul-death, torn between his past life and the memories of the body he now inhabits, and stalked by the hidden agendas of gods and monsters, he begins to uncover a conspiracy festering within the very Legion sworn to humanity’s glory. Every step forward brings him deeper into the Great Crusade’s shadowed underbelly—where the wrong choice could doom entire worlds. Yet beneath the crushing weight of destiny, Ajax refuses to break. As he pushes the limits of his system, forges bonds with warriors born for war, and confronts ancient powers older than the Imperium itself, one truth becomes clear: the galaxy is burning, the future is dying, and hope is a rare and precious thing. If Ajax is going to survive—let alone change anything—he’ll have to rewrite the rules of the Great Game itself. Author’s Note: This is my first project of any note. I enjoy the 40k setting and hoped to bring that joy to others. I am looking for feedback, good or bad, so I can improve as writer. Thank you for reading
ClumsyQuill · 1.8k Views

Regression of The Perfect Human

When the strange disease called The Syndrome spread around the world, only a small number of people lived through it, and none of them were human. People who lived woke up with impossible powers, and people split into two groups: those who saw the event as divine and those who used it as a weapon. A man named Morgan Paxton rose to what the world called "The Perfect Human" in the ashes of a world torn apart by holy wars. But as the Syndrome grew stronger, it created a cosmic being known as the Almighty, a false god that feeds on blind faith. And Morgan's father was the shepherd who led people to their destruction. Murphy Paxton, a kind pastor on the outside, had the mind of a snake behind his smile. He was manipulative, brilliant, and terrifyingly charming. He used the Syndrome to create a religion of fear and hope that gave power to the very thing that would destroy the world. In the end, Morgan found out the truth: The Syndrome was not divine. It was a design for an old machine made to collect faith itself. As the entity that claimed to be God took over the world, Morgan was transported back in time to a point before the first outbreak. Morgan comes back in the body of a younger man, armed with knowledge of the future, inhuman instincts, and one goal: "I'll do whatever it takes to stain my hands with every sin. But I'll never let this world bow down to a false god again." But the man he used to call father is his biggest problem. Murphy, still dressed like a humble pastor, has already started to build the faith that will soon rule the world. Morgan sees the snake waiting to strike behind every kind word. It is a manipulator who turns hope into chains and worship into weapons. In this second timeline, one man wants to save people by making his soul dirty, and the other wants to rule them with a god of lies. The father represents Faith, while the son embodies Truth. The battle pits one monster against another. And only one will change the course of history.
TheOneAuthor · 1.4k Views

Don’t Let The Winter Wind Take The Moon Away

There are memories that seem to have fallen asleep, yet even the gentlest breeze can awaken an entire sky of youth that has long passed. Lieu Tam Thinh is a girl carrying the fragile scars of her first love. She thought those moments had faded, but in truth, they were only lying beneath the surface, like an undercurrent holding the depths of the ocean. Amid the blazing summer heat and the endless hum of cicadas, she meets Ha Vi Phong again, the boy who once made her heart bloom, only to crush it with two simple words: "no feelings." She believed her heart had long since closed, but fate had other plans. It led her to Nguyet Ha Nam, a man calm and gentle like the winter moon, both warm and distant. Among memories that never truly rest, his presence stirs her heart once more. Is it destiny, or just a cruel trick of fate, when she must choose between an unhealed past and a present quietly unfolding? The wind will come, the rain will rush. Will this love ever fade away? And the sunlight will shine again. Like the seasons when you came: spring, summer, and fall. Note: Don't Let The Winter Wind Take The Moon Away - Copyright belongs to Zieny. Any copying, editing, or reuploading in any form without permission is strictly prohibited. Violators will be prosecuted according to the law. This is my first work, written back in high school (2012 - 2013). This story was originally written in Vietnamese. It has been revised and translated into English to reach a wider audience.
Zieny189 · 1.1k Views